You wake up feeling warmth from the morning sun shining on your face. Your eyes flitter open and you sit up quickly to look at the clock.
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"Shit!!" You yell. It's almost 10 in the morning. You quickly jump up onto your feet. You instantly feel dizzy and fall back down onto the bed.
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Just then, Tom runs into your bedroom without a shirt on.
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"What! What is it! What's wrong?!" He says breathless.
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"I am so late for work!" You explain, getting up slowly.
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Tom immediately looks relieved. "Darling, you have this week off, remember?"
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You think for a second, then remember that you do, in fact, have the week off. You only have one project with work right now but you got it done early since you worked so hard the previous three weeks. You were trying to keep your mind off Tom, so you worked extra hard on your project and got it done a week before the deadline.
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You lay back down onto your bed and let a sigh of relief. You close your eyes and smile, feeling relaxed. "Oh thank god." You say still lying down.
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You feel Tom fall down onto the bed next to you. You open your eyes and see him on his side, facing you, with a smile plastered in his face. "Well good morning then!" He says cheerfully.
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"Morning!" You say in reply. "I can't say 'good morning' because I have the worst headache ever and I feel incredibly nauseous." You say, sitting up slowly.
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Tom sits up, too, and softly puts his hand on your back and rubs smalls circles.
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You rest your elbows on your knees and put your face in your hands. You close your eyes and try to ignore the pounding in your head so you can enjoy the sweetness of the moment.
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Then realization sets in. ~this isn't a day dream. Last night actually happened. Oh my gosh, what happened last night?!?~
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You sit up abruptly and turn to look at Tom.
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"Alright, alright, I'll go get the coffee," he says, assuming that is what you are wanting from him.
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"No, Tom," you grab his arm before he walks away. "What...umm..what happened...exactly?" You look down to see that you have clothing on, so obviously nothing too crazy happened. "I mean, like, last night... What happened last night?" You finally finish with rosy cheeks.
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"You don't remember....?" He says with a disappointed look on his face.
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"How much did I drink?" You say, straying away from the topic of the kiss.
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"Well after we, uh...well I mean, after your 4th glass of wine the bottle was empty, so we opened a bottle of vodka and you kinda just drank from the bottle..." Tom explains. "I only had 4 glasses of wine and 2 shots, and you know that didn't phase me too much, just gave me a good buzz. But, darling, you're such a light weight!" Tom says, laughing a little.
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Red Sweater Tom
FanfictionYou and Tom have been best friends for 6 years and feelings are starting to reveal themselves. But a mysterious stranger comes into the picture and starts to change everything. Will you figure out what's going on in time to save your friendship with...