Don't let me be the last to know. (The Wanted Fanfic) UNDER EDITING!

Don't let me be the last to know. Part 30-

*Warning of sexual scenes* ;)

Lizzie Pov-

I met Nathan's scowl every time I looked at him. Was it my fault that Tom seemed to be attracted to me? No.

''Sup Sykes?'' I teased. ''The sky.'' He replied. I burst in to laughter, but soon controlled myself. Nathan knew how to make me laugh; them little jokes. They weren't funny, but to me they were.

''Are you already drunk?'' Tom asked. ''Nope.'' I winked. 

Finally, we reached the club we wanted to go to. ''Want a drink?'' Tom offered. I nodded and watched him dive into the crowd of people to go to the bar.

Nathan sat next to me on the little booth we sat at. ''Please move.'' I said. He winked and moved closer to me. ''Happy?'' ''I meant move seats.'' I replied, rolling my eyes. ''I know.'' I scowled at him. ''I'll move then.'' I huffed, standing up and attempting to move. But I tripped up; Nathan caught me. His eyes looked dreamily into mine but he had to ruin it. ''Enjoy your trip?'' He chuckled to himself. ''Shut up and get off me.'' I snapped at him.

''Wow, calm down moody bum.'' 

Tom eventually came back with drinks. He passed me mine and sat next to me, since Nathan had refused to move earlier. ''You okay?'' Tom asked. ''Yeah.'' I smiled at him, grabbing his hand. His soft lips met my cheek which made me smile greater. From the corner of my eye, I could see Nathan staring at me, anger in his eyes.

It's his own fault.

After sitting talking for a bit, we all made our way to the dance floor. Tom put his hands on my waist as we danced on the spot. Jay and Lucy stood kissing which made me cringe a little but also smile at their cuteness. Siva, Max and Nathan all stood eyeing up girls even though two of them had a girlfriend. 

I looked back to Tom, who was already looking at me. ''I've never told you before, but you're fit.'' Tom slurred. I laughed at his comment, god he drunk too much. Seductively, he licked his lips. So within a matter of seconds, we were kissing, along with Lucy and Jay. Suddenly, I felt really hot, like I was going to faint. ''One minute Tom, I'm just going to the toilet.'' I quickly said, already running to the lavatory's. 

It felt like ice as I splashed cold water over my face. Looking in the mirror, I sighed. Who was I kidding? I wished it was Nathan. I wished it was Nathan who was kissing me, not Tom. Obviously, I could never say that, he doesn't like me, in any way. 

I pushed my way through the crowd of drunken people, trying to find Tom. Which I eventually did. He smiled at me as we stood at the bar waitig for more drinks. Over Tom's shoulder, crammed in a corner, I could see Nathan eating the face off some blond girl. His hands moved all over her orange thigh which was wrapped around his leg. It made me sick. Jealousy had taken over my body; I felt so angry. 

I saw him and I saw her. But I didn't like what I was seeing. Nathan stopped kissing her and turned around. His eyes met my gaze and he shot me a sympathetic smile. But I didn't care. I grabbed Tom by his collar and kissed him. He seemed shocked at first but carried on the very rough kiss.

My heart was breaking but Tom was filling the hole. 

Me and Tom downed multiple shots. Any senses that I still had before, were now shattered. I had no idea what I was doing. Tom's hand stroked my leg. ''Why don't we head back now?'' He whispered huskily in my ear. I kissed him until he pulled me out of the club. 

The taxi ride dragged as we both knew what we wanted to do as soon as we got home. Tom chucked some money at the driver as he dragged me up to the house. Finally, we reached his room. Ferociously, he pushed me against the wall, kissing me passionately. His hands travelled up my back to unzip my dress and he finally did. 

As I stood in my underwear, I ripped his top from his body, flashing his amazing body. I let my hands trace over his abs as he carried on kissing me. We were now on the bed, him laying on top of me. He was teasing me, kissing my neck, un-doing my bra. I wanted him so badly. Removing his belt buckle, he slid down his jeans, the hard on he had, now touching my leg. 

''Are you sure you want this?'' Tom stopped to ask. ''Of course I do Tom.'' I replied. So he carried on kissing me, desperately. 

And now the pleasure was beginning...

*Haha, I'm so sorry about that;) Thank you for those who read my story and those who comment as it means a lot to read what you think. Or any ideas you may have!

I can't believe I'm already on part 30! It's gone so quick. I really appreciate those who still read! :')

Yeah so, much love! Lizzie. x*