Chapter Twenty-Nine

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☆Jordyn's POV☆

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"But I still don't understand why you have to come." I complained to Nathan.

"You've known him one month, Jordyn. I don't feel safe letting you two go to Hawaii alone. Come on, you won't even know me or Ryan are there." Nathan sighed.

"But..."

"And, I really don't want to be home the week. Celia, Jess, Jake, stepdad, mum. I don't feel like dealing with all of them."

"Alright, fine. But I mean, you're so overprotective it's unfair. Why don't you just get a girlfriend?" I muttered.

"Jordyn, I'm just trying to keep you safe. I trust Tom and I love him, he's one of my best mates. But I have seen how he treats girls and I know he really loves you, but... look, you can never be too careful, alright?"

"But why Ryan too?" I groaned. Ryan was Nathan's best mate from school.

"So I'm not third wheeling the whole time." He stated in reply.

"Ugh. You're such a dad." I rolled my eyes.

"Haha," he sarcastically said, "very funny."

"Oh, piss off." I flipped him the finger and left, going down the hallway to Tom's room. I found myself sleeping in there more often.

"Hey, babe." He smiled, looking up from his laptop.

"Nathan's annoying me." I pouted, sitting down beside him on the bed.

"Listen, I approved of him and Ryan coming along. We'll still have time alone. As long as I'm with you I'm fine." He said. Aww, bless him, he's just too cute.

"You're so cheesy." I giggled.

"My favorite cheese is Swiss cheese. But you know, Swiss cheese has holes. And the more Swiss cheese you have, the more holes you have. But the more holes you have, the less Swiss cheese you have. So, the more Swiss cheese you have, the less Swiss cheese you have." He told me matter of factly. I stared at him. Okay, he's cute, but he's still a big weirdo.

"I like mozzarella. I feel Italian by just saying it." I smiled.

"Mozzarella." Tom said with an Italian accent. It sounded kind of weird with his heavy British accent. "Ooh, now I want pizza."

"Me too!" I agreed.

"I'll order. Extra cheese and pepperoni on one half, pineapple on the other?" Tom asked me and I nodded as he called the pizza place. As he was ordering, I began getting bored and jumpy so I stood up and began walking around. I looked over the pictures on his desk. There were some of his parents and some lads I concluded were his mates. I had never been to Bolton before. I'd have to ask Tom to take me there sometime.

There was one picture of him when he was younger in his football (soccer) uniform. I smiled and picked up the picture frame.

"Wasn't I cute?" Tom chuckled from behind me.

"Yeah," I smiled and then looked at him. "What happened?"

"Aye, you love me, Jordyn. Don't deny it." He laughed, pulling me against his chest in a hug.

"Can I keep it?" I asked, looking down. Aww, little Tom!

"Only if I get a picture of you from when you were younger." He bargained. I thought back.

"Don't have any." I finally said. "My dad never kept pictures of me... I threw away my yearbooks as they held no value to me. My mum... she didn't really photograph me either."

"I... you can keep it. It's just sitting on my desk collecting dust anyways. The pizza should be here in about thirty minutes." He quickly changed the subject. I nodded and smiled gratefully.

"I love you." I told him.

"I love you, too." He said, kissing me quickly. "Now, what movie should we watch?"

"I was thinking Harry Potter." We both spun around to see Nathan sprawled across the bed.

"Nathan!" I blushed.

"Mate, get out." Tom deadpanned.

"Oh, come on. I want pizza!" Nathan pouted.

"Nathan, why can't you give us some privacy?" I groaned.

"I'm just-"

"No, just stop it! You're so freaking overprotective it's like you don't trust me! You're so fucking annoying always getting between Tom and I. Why can't you just give us some space!" I basically blew up at him.

"I just want to make sure neither of you does anything stupid." He stated.

"You know I wouldn't. And Tom wouldn't treat me like that." I glared at Nathan.

"Do you know how many one night stands Tom has had since Kelsey? How many girls he's picked up? Trust me, Jordyn, once he gets in your pants he will leave you!" Nathan yelled before stopping. His eyes widened while I just stared at him in shock.

We all just stood in dead silence, no one knowing what to say. I couldn't believe Nathan actually said that... that Tom only wanted me to have sex.

I felt my eyes watering and I looked down. I turned away from both Tom and Nathan. I didn't want to see either one.

"Jordyn-" Nathan began but I ran out of the room. I ran downstairs and out the door, not caring about where I was going.

I just kept running. I went along the sidewalk and kept up at a steady pace, my vision blurry from the tears.

Was Nathan right? Did Tom really play with countless numbers of bimbos from clubs? Oh my god, what if he had children he didn't even know about?!

Or was Nathan just trying to anger me and made up that stuff? He was a dickhead for just saying that anyways. I had every right to be angry with him. Both of them for that matter.

Tom never told me how many girls he was with. He told me he hadn't been with anyone between the time of Kelsey and I. He lied.

Nathan, he just exploded at me and basically told me Tom didn't love me and only wanted to get in my pants before leaving me.

I came across a small park, my mind swarming and tears still running down my face. I took a seat on a bench, buried my face in my hands and cried.

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