Tessa's Sitter // TH

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"Here you go," you say as you hand Tom his dogs leash. "Thank you so much," he says handing you a 50$ bill. "Tom-its too much," you say as he resists. "It's fine Y/N." he says. You thank him and walk to your car and head home.

NEXT WEEK
Your phone rings. It's Tom.

"Hello?" You ask him. "Hey, Y/N. Are you free next Friday night?" He asks. "Lemme check my schedule," you say pulling it up on your computer. "I am free," you say. "Great. Wear something nice," he says. "What?" You ask but he hangs up.

FRIDAY
You pull your hair back in a ponytail and curl it. Then you put on a black crop top with a white skirt. You put on red lipstick, gold eyeshadow, and eyeliner with black combat boots. You text Tom and tell him your on your way.

You walk up to his door and rings the bell as you hear Tessa bark. "Hello, Y/N." he says as he opens the door for you. He was looking quite spiffy himself.

"So what time will you be back?" You ask him. "Oh, I'm not leaving," he said. "What?" You asked him with a confused voice. He walks you into the dining room as there is a beautiful meal prepared for both of you. "Oh, Tom. You shouldn't have," you say. "Have a seat," he says as he pulls out a chair for you. He sits down as his best friend, Harrison, serves you some chicken. "Thank you, Haz," you said. "Anything for you Y/N." he says.

You noticed that Tom was getting worried. He gets like that when he has to leave Tessa for a couple days. "What's wrong?" You ask him. "You seem worried," you say. "I-its just that I like you Y/N. Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks you. "Yes!" You say gasping and kissing him on the cheek.

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