(Thomas Sangster x Reader)

Chapter 8

A/N: If you guess want some smutty chapters lemme know cause I will write them. I just avoided it this time cause I was unsure if you guess wanted it.

My eyes slowly peek open. Yawning I sit up. This isn't my hotel room. I look around to see my clothes scatted everywhere. As my eyes travel around the room they land on a half naked Thomas! His messy bed hair still managed to look decent after a night full of sleep. Well I'm sure that didn't happen... A goofy smile crawls across my face as I imagined what went down last night. I kicked the blanket off of me and stand up. A small sigh escapes my mouth as I felt a sharp pain in between my legs. It was a bit painful yet pleasurable. Quickly grabbing my clothes wobbling to the bathroom to get changed.
I wonder if anyone else knew this went down...
Quietly I open the bathroom door. I poke my bed out to make sure Thomas was still asleep. He was. I run out the door and to my own hotel room.
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*KNOCK KNOCK*
I rush over to the door trying to walk as normal as possible.
"Hey (Y/N)!" Semi-Yelled Dylan as I open the door. I smiled at him.
"Hi Dylan", I opened the door fully allowing him to walk in. As he got in i closed the door turning around but not walking to the couch where he sat so I could avoid any suspicions. "What do you want this early in the morning?"

"(Y/n), it's like 10:30". He chuckles.

"Aye what can I say I'm not a morning person". I shrug.

"Anyways we have the day off, Wes is sick". Thomas smiles patting the couch for me to sit down".

Shit.
I can't not sit down that's rude...

I put on a smile but realistically it is I'm going to kill you once ya find out what happened last night for making me walk over there and sit smile. Taking one step as normal as possible i move in to take another. AND.... There's the pain. I twitch as I shuffle over there and sit down.

"Are you okay? Your walking funny". Dylan smirks.

Uh oh he knows...

"Oh-uh-", stuttering I try and think of something quickly. "I hurt my thigh last night while-"

"You were fucking Thomas". Dylan laughs cutting me off.

"WHAT NOOOO" My eyes widen trying to sound as convincingly possible.

"I didn't think Thomas could go that hard that you would be able to cause you not to walk right in the morning".

"WE DIDNT-" i took a deep breath trying to remain calm. "We didn't do anything last night".

"Oh dude you didn't... The loud moans and banging on the walls sorta gave it away you know the..." Dylan begins bucking his hips grinding on the couch.
"Uhhhh ohhhh Thomasssss moreeee". He impersonates my moaning. Growling I cross my arms.

"Sorry, it's alright your secrets safe with me". Dylan rolls back over so he is sitting smiling at me as he throws his arm around my shoulder comforting me. (FRIENDLY NOTHING MORE THEN FRIENDLY).

"It better be safe or I'll post that video of you... You know the one". I devilishly smile.

"It's safe-it's safe". Dylan laughs again removing his arm from my shoulder. There was an awkward silence for about 30 seconds before he broke it.
"So... Was it gooooood????" Dylan teases.

"DYLAN!" I laugh hitting his shoulder jolting up and too the mini kitchen. He follows and pushes himself up on one of the benches to sit on.

"What are we gonna do on a day off aye...?" I ask reaching into the cupboard to grab a bag of chips (or crisps whatever you call it).

"I don't know... I WAS thinking on going to Disneyland or something. Long drive outta state but worth it. Maybe we could even stay a few nights". He shrugs.

"That'll be awesome! But we do have a movie to shoot". I remind him.

"Only like two scenes though Ki Hongs kick and a couple of retakes in that area and the you know fucking scene. Hey! It'll be less awkward since you've already done it!"

"Done what?" Thomas walks in UNINVITED.

"HAHA nothing". I laugh nervously nudging dylans legs since he was higher because he was sitting on the bench. Thomas looks at us suspiciously as he walks into the kitchen.

"Oh just how we might go to Disneyland for a couple of nights including today". Dylan covers it up smiling idiotically.

"Sounds like fun". Thomas smirks look over to me. I blush a little.

He is acting like nothing happened last night...

Dylan watched as I begin to tap the counter nervously. He jumps down off the bench and takes my packet of chips out the door witch him.
"I'll ask Wes if we can go stay a few nights. See you at lunch". He leaves.

I look back over at Thomas who was already starring at me. I smile blushing. He lets out a long sigh.

"So... Did you tell him?" Thomas asks leaning back on the small fridge.

"No why?" Assuming he's talking about the little muck around last night.

"I think he heard us", he rubs his neck. "Probably because of your loud moaning" He laughs teasing me. I bit my lip rolling my eyes trying to hold back the giggles.

"Well you didn't help because you needed the bed frame to hold on to just to get me to have a simple orgasm". Laughing I tease back. He laughs as well. I stop laughing to pop a serious question.

"So we are still all good?"

"Hmm?" He looks up confused.

"Are we still friends like nothing between us no awkwardness or anything". I twirl my fingers around.

"Off course not love". He smiles walking over and rubbing the top of my head knotting my hair. I watch him walk to the door. "I guess it was just a one night stand". He winks and closes the door.

"WHAT?!" I mumble under my breath.
"A one night fucken stand is that all I am to him". I grunt crossing my arms.