Tom's POV
The moment she walked out that door,I felt empty. It was as if a massive black hole was forming inside of me. And I had fell into it. I wanted her to join us for dinner. But obviously she couldn't since she was with her friends. I couldn't just snatch her away. What am I thinking? I've only met her yesterday. And I already feel like she's the one. I feel as if I'm mad as a hatter. She's the first one that's ever made me want to chase after her. And that's hardly ever.
I don't know if we're ever gonna meet again after tonight. Yes,I know. I asked that question before and I ended up meeting her again. Maybe it was a coincidence! It couldn't have been fate. Right? I don't even know what I know. What ever happened to my positive thinking? I headed back to my mother and she gave me the look. I sighed. Here we go.
"You really fancy her,don't you,darling?" She questioned as she finished swallowing her food,clasping her hands together. She only ever does that whenever she was concern about my love life.
"Perhaps." I mumbled taking another bite of my food. I really do not want to have this conversation again.
Yes,this type of conversation with my mother,Poppy Watson has occurred more than once a year since I was standard 1 which back then I had terrible acne and had a MASSIVE crush on this one girl who was clearly out of my league. I wore suspenders. I repeat,suspenders. Suspenders completed with a bow tie. My mother thought it was adorable. I collected Pokemon cards (I still have them). As you can already guess,girls didn't really fancy me back then.
I was what Americans call it,a loser. (I still think I'm a loser) I didn't get girls easily. When puberty hit me in the face with bricks,I was a completely different person. Yes,puberty really does change people. Fortunately,I lost the acne that I've suffered with for most of my teenage years,mom had bought me new clothes,I finally had the courage to ask this one girl out (She said yes),we were happy but her parents didn't really approve of me unfortunately. To this day I still don't know why. Well,fast forward to today,I'm a ladies man (That sounded bad). But definitely not a womanizer if that's what you were thinking. I planned to stop it all at once once I met Julia. I have a feeling that so called career will be put behind me.
"I see that she's American." I heard mom saying. "If you really want to know,I actually quite adore her. She's polite and really gorgeous." She winked.
"Mom,please." I shook my head.
"What? All those other girls that you go after,they obviously mean nothing to you,right? Why waste your time with them? Julia actually met me. Not those other girls. They didn't bother to do so. So why waste your precious time?" I waited patiently for her to finish her speech.
"The problem is,I've only just met her yesterday. Isn't that a little too much? And she spent the night at my house last night." I mumbled the last part praying she didn't hear me. Her eyes were bulging.
"She what? Did you force her to? Poor girl,she must have been so scared. She probably thought you were going to murder her in the middle of the night." She shook her head at me. That's my mother. Always making things sound dramatic and worst than it is.
"What? No,it wasn't like that. She didn't have anyone to pick her up last night." I tried explaining.
"And why is that so?"
"Because I was tipsy and she offered to drive me home." I surrendered.
"There you go. And why were you drunk?" She sipped her soup.
"That is not relevant now." I sighed.
"You will tell me why next time." She said sternly but gently,in a way. "Now,eat." She smiled as if that awkward conversation didn't happen,digging into her food.
"Yes,mom." I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Are you going to ask her out?" Mom asked after a long silence.
"I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Are you encouraging this?" I looked her in the eyes. When she didn't answer,I said "I don't think it's gonna work out. I mean,well,you know the story. Met yesterday, and blah blah blah. I don't think it's very appropriate." I admitted it myself. I was the one who wanted her. I was the one that wanted her to spend the night and asked her for coffee. But what am I doing now? Thinking it's not gonna work out. Because it doesn't feel right.
She probably doesn't even feel the same way.
"Whatever you decide,darling." She smiled and squeezed my hand from across the table.
"Thank you. But,she's just a girl I met yesterday, nothing terribly serious. So you have nothing to worry about."
Right?
Author's Note
Such a short chapter :(
