Golden Love ~Tom Daley~

Stop.

~~JOULES POV~~

Michael and I were sitting in my kitchen just hanging out, we'd just gotten home from Oz. I kept calling Tom hoping he'd pick up.

"Joules. You have to stop calling him. If he's not answering he's clearly busy."

"No Mike. He's avoiding my calls. I need to talk to him."

"WHY?! He's not your problem."

"Mike. He's my friend. He's putting his life and his career in danger. I need to stop him."

"Joules. This is not your responsibility. Stop."

"Why are you being like this? Why are you so insistant on me not talking to him."

"Because Joules. I don't want you to see him. I don't want you to talk to him. I want you to have nothing to do with him."

"I don't get why."

"Because, I know you still have feelings for him. Feelings you don't have for me."

"Mike, what are you talking about? I chose you. I clearly have feelings for you."

"I know that. But you don't LOVE me."

"That's not true." I insisted.

"Really? Then tell me you love me."

I couldn't do it. i would only be lying to him and myself. I loved him. But not the way he wanted me to. And it was now clear to me. I was pushing all my feelings for Tom away. And pretending to feel the way I felt about him towards Michael.

"That's what I thought. Joules I really don't know what to do right now. I don't know what to say. I just think whatever this thing is between us should stop until you can figure out what it is you ant because right now I just think you're lying to yourself."

I started cying. God, why was I crying. "Michael no."

"Joules. We all know you want to stop Tom. Go find him do your thing. I'll talk to you when I'm less annoyed and agitated."

"Michael. All I want is to be ith you. But my heart keeps saying Tom."

He walked up to me. "Joules. We tried. At least we can say that. I'll always love you, even if it is just as a little sister." he gave me a hug. And that was it. He walked away from me. In my own house.

~~TOMS POV~~

It'd been 2 days since Mum kicked me out. It was a tad freeing actually. Now I could do whatever I wanted when ever I wanted. I got a nice hotel room and would call it home until I got my own place. No one knew where I was staying. Luckily.

I got ready to go out with Matt again. Tonight we were going to my favorite pub it was guarenteed a good time. I owed myself 2 drinks for thinking about Joules. Shit, that's 3. Okay, I need to just go before I think about this more.

I grabbed my wallet and keys and met Matt down in the parking lot. We hopped in my mini and drove towards the pub. I flicked the vallet my keys and made my way into the pub acting like I owned the place. First stop, the bar. I ordered 3 shots for myself and did my usual, casually lean against the bar until you find your latest prey. A very pretty red head caught my eye across the dance floor and she walked over grabbing my hand and leading me into the mob of people. We danced and that was it. The nice thing about all these arrangements I had is that I didn't have to talk much. These were girls looking for the same things as me. Someone to occupy their time.

I was moving with the red heads body...Sarah? I think it was. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned my head to see what it was. That's when I froze. I blinked twice to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Nope, it was her. Julian McCrey. Looking fucking gorgeous as ever. Long brown hair nice and wavey. Her brown eyes glistening. Her body looking amazing in her little black dress. Only thing that was missing was the smile that I so often dreamed about. I couldn't stand here with her like this. I grabbed her arm and pulled her outside. I pretended to be pissed. I had to do it to keep up the bad boy act.