So....that happened.

29|M8te

"Tonight was cool, mate."

Tom didn't like the sound of that. 'Mate' was a step backwards, 'mate' was that guy you'd invite over to play Black Ops and share a few beers with, there was no romance involved whatsoever for Mate, Dude and Pal for that matter. But Tom knew better then to call it 'Le Friendzone', especially with Riley. She wouldn't like it. She would hate him for being so petty and as much as he wouldn't get a chance to be intimate with her, he'd still hold onto their friendship dearly.

"It totally was." He said with a small smile. She slammed the car door and he watched her walk to the automatic gate. Strut really. Her hair floated back, swayed in the cold autumnal air. He turn the engines on, left once she was out of sight.

Riley took her shoes off before she even unlocked her apartment door. The heels had been literally biting her feet the whole diner through. The living room was dark and silent, she switched the low lamp on, walked in carefully. There was a blonde-headed figure lazily propped on the couch, the comforter was scrunched up between their legs. "Harry?" She called. It moved and moaned then stayed still. Certain it was him, she dragged the cover off his body.

"For fuck's sake!" Harrison groaned angrily, pulling his hoodie over his head.

"Mate, you scared the bloody life out of me! I could've stabbed you with my heels! Seriously!" She ranted. He sat up, a lazy grin on his face. He watched her pace nervously from the kitchen where she left her keys to her bedroom where she threw her blonde hair in a messy bun. "How stupid are you, though?" he chuckled. "I called you...what? Two hours ago, give or take...It pains me to know that I am that forgettable..." A yawned escaped his mouth. She nudged him in the shoulder playfully. "Piss off..." she said before taking a seat next to him on the sofa. "Fancy a game?" she asked, turning the TV on.

"Sure."

The next day

Full Metal Arm

Sup'?

Baby Tom

Nothing.

Full Metal Arm

Kid, wtf?!

Baby Tom

I don't know...

Full Metal Arm

...loads of fish in the sea, it's okay.

Baby Tom

I'm not giving up on her, I don't want to. Thing is... she scares the fuck outta me and I don't know how to talk to her like before.

Full Metal Arm

Look who's infatuated x)

Baby Tom

Look who's acting half his age...

Full Metal Arm

Don't get all moody on me Tom, either you grow a pair and you tell her or you just try and get with someone else.

Baby Tom

Roger that.