I'm on the floor...^^^
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~Tommy's P.O.V.~
"You're gonna miss me." I say.
"No the fuck I'm not." Ethan says.
"Yes, you will." I mock.
Ethan and I are sitting in my dorm room. When we're not fucking we actually spend quality time with one another. He's really good company, besides him being annoying 95 percent of the time. He's cool person to be with. Ethan and I talk about the most random things, but somehow he makes them seem like the most important topics in the world. So far, we've been doing good with keeping the whole enemies with benefits thing on the low, but it's getting harder and harder everyday.
"I'm happy. I need a break from you, you loser." He says.
"Wow. Funny you weren't saying that when you were moaning my name." I say.
"Shut up." He laughs.
I continue to stuff my clothes in my suitcases, as Ethan continues to talk.
"Why are you packing so early? We don't leave for another week." He says.
"I'm a procrastinator. If I don't do it now, it's not getting done." I say.
"Oh." He says, vaguely.
I notice the monotone of his voice, and stop packing.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing." He says.
"What's wrong?" I ask, stepping closer to him.
"Nothing." He says.
"There's obviously something wrong with you. Tell me." I say, kissing him multiple times all over his face.
"Stop!" He exclaims.
"Tell. Me. What's. Wrong." I say, in between kisses.
"Fine. Fine. Fine." He says.
He takes a deep breath.
"I don't know that much about you. Like, I know we used to be friends and shit, but I know nothing about you." He says.
"That's it? Ethan you do realize you could ask me about myself." I say.
"I know, but I rather we have this conversation before this "relationship" go any further." He says.
"Okay." I say, sitting in front of him on my bed.
"Good." He says.
"Well, what do you wanna know first?" I ask.
"What's your middle name?" He asks.
"Simone." I say.
"Really? Tommy Simone?" He asks.
"My full name is Tomara. I use Tommy because I like it better." I say.
"Your name is pretty." He says.
"Thanks." I say.
"I suppose you wanna know my full name." He says.
"You do know I already know most shit about you."(me meeting the twins like) I say.
"Name some things." He says.
"Your middle name is Grant. Your favorite number is 8. Need I say more?" I ask.
"Damn. Well, now I wanna know more about you." He says.
"Like what?" I ask.
"What's your favorite food?" He asks.
"Popcorn." I say.
"That's not a food." He says.
"To you." I say.
"Whatever. What's your favorite number?" He asks.
"10. I don't know why." I say.
"What's your bodycount?" He asks.
"Was this just your way of not seeming like a fuckboy that wants to play 21 questions?" I ask.
"No. I really want to know." He says.
"Why?" I ask.
"I just do." He says.
"One." I say.
"Really? I was your first? But that doesn't make any sense." He says.
"How so?" I ask.
"I thought it was supposed to hurt. You didn't seem like you were hurting." He says.
"I'm a masochist." I say.
"A who?" He asks.
"A masochist. Someone who enjoys pain." I say.(when I tell you I'm bout to make an imagine out of this...fr)
"And you found this out how?" He asks.
"Don't worry about that, Mr. Curiosity." I say.
"Um..okay." He says.
"Any more questions?" I ask.
"Why didn't you tell me I was your first?" He asks.
"Why do you care?' I ask.
"I could've made it special for you." He says.
"Ethan, it's fine. It was special for me." I say.
"Well, let me make this time even more special."
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