That Perfect Stranger

Chapter 13

Once we got back to the apartment Tom showed me where everything was. When we reached the bedroom there was just a tiny problem. We stood in the middle of the room staring at the large bed.

"So...theres only one bed?" He slowly nodded, turning his head towards me. "I don't see why it's such a problem." I turned to look at him with a serious face. "Remember, we only met like...one or two weeks ago."

He gave me a worried look and looked down at his feet. "So, you don't feel comfortable sharing the same bed?" I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "No, I do, it's just...don't you think that...it's a little too soon to be sharing a bed?"

He rubbed his chin, looking over at the bed and back at me. "No." I couldn't help but laugh at the way he said that. "Alright alright, you win." A smile appeared on his face as he walked out of the bedroom.

"Ok, so your stuff will be here soon so we will be able to put your stuff away. Um...the wardrobe in the bedroom, on one side you can put all your things in there and i'll have the other."

I followed him as he made his way to the balcony. He swung the doors open, letting all the cold air come inside. He walked out onto the balcony, turning around to face me and holding his arms in the air.

"Welcome to your new home, London!" I gasped at the view and slowly walked up to the railing, looking out at everything. I felt Tom sneak an arm around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Do you like it?" I smiled, never looking away from the view. "It's beautiful."

Suddenly we both herd thumping down the hallway and loud voices. Tom clapped his hands together. "Your stuff has arrived!" He ran to the door in excitement and swung it open, letting all the men bring in boxes and suitcases.

Once the men left, I closed the balcony doors and made my way over to everything. Tom had a knife in his hand to cut all the boxes open. "So, you wanna get started?" I smiled, picking up a suitcase. "Sure thing."

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We were halfway there and when we first started Tom turned on some music to listen to. All the boxes were open and we were going through them.

I had just finished putting some clothes in the wardrobe, when I walked back out into the lounge room Tom had already taken some stuff to the bathroom. As I was going through a box Tom walked past me, running a hand along my back, which actually tickled a little bit.

I stood up straight, playfully laughing. He stood at the other end of the room, moving his hips to the music. I shook my head and kept on going through the box.

Suddenly I got dragged forward and I now stood in the middle of the room. He danced around me, giving me a playful smirk.

"No, I need to finish unpacking." I couldn't help but laugh. He stood in front of me and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, playfully pulling it up, showing a lot of skin. I looked away from him and crossed my arms.

He then grabbed my hands and started dancing around with me. I couldn't stop laughing at how he was dancing. "Tom!" He spun me around and then pulled me towards him, moving his hips again.

As he spun us both around, suddenly we fell to floor with a loud thud and me landing on top of him. We both stared into each others eyes.

"Your beautiful...I mean...what?" He started to laugh at what I just said while I went red. "Your so adorable when your like this." I giggled and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

He reached up and went to go kiss me but just as out lips were about to touch there was a knock at the door. He rested his head back on the floor and sighed.

"Dinner is here!" I got off him and ran over to the door, opening it and taking the pizza from the man. I gave him some money and then closed the door, heading over to the table.

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It was getting really late now and all the stars were out and shinning. We both sat on the couch having a few drinks 'welcoming me to my new home' what Tom called it.

"So I hope you like it here. If theres something you don't like, I can get rid of it straight away." I giggled. "No it's fine."

I placed my empty glass on the coffee table and leaned forward, planting my lips on Tom's. He accidentally let out a moan as he sat there not knowing what to do. I pulled away and looked down at the carpet, feeling my cheeks going red.

"Um...that was nice." I giggled and rubbed my toes into the soft carpet like a little nervous girl. "May I kiss you back?"

Why was I suddenly so nervous? I mean, i'm the one that started this.

He gently placed his glass down and leaned across, planting his lips on my cheek. I slowly looked at him and smiled. He leaned forward, this time kissing my lips. We sat there for a few minutes only moving our lips and nothing else.

I moved my hands to his thighs and slowly moved my hands along them, going up and then down. I felt him slowly leaning forward, pushing me onto my back and laying over me.

As I kept running my hands along his thighs, something started vibrating in his pocket. Straight away I stopped kissing him, giving him a funny look.

He chuckled. "It's just my phone." He pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the screen, straight away his face went all serious. "Sorry but I have to take this." He quickly got off me and ran into the bedroom, answering his phone.

I sighed and sat up, picking up the tv remote and turning it on. After a few minutes Tom walked out with a massive smile on his face, deciding to stand infront of the tv so he could block my view.

"Hey, I was watching that." He kept smiling while he rocked back and forth.

"Whats happened?"

"Well, I just found out that there is a premiere tomorrow night." I started to smile. "Wow thats great! I'll be able to watch you on tv."

He gave me a serious look and stopped rocking back and forth. "Poppy, Would you come with me...to the premiere?" Suddenly my heart started to race and it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest and run away.

"Excuse me?" He stepped closer. "Please darling. I know...theres always heaps of people there but you will be with me, holding my hand for the whole thing." I covered my eyes and shook my head. "Tom, I can't."

He moved right in front of me and dropped to his knees, holding his hands together to look as if he was begging.

"Darling..." I smiled and looked away. "Don't." He started giving me the puppy face. "Don't let me go alone. Darling please."

I kept laughing. "Don't darling me." He grabbed my hands. "Pretty please? Why don't you want to come?" I sighed. "Because...big crowds and cameras don't go well with me."

He sighed, resting his forehead on my leg. "Alright love. I guess I shouldn't force you into it." I ran my fingers through his soft brown hair. "Thank you."

He suddenly stood up, letting go of my hands. "But you will watch it on the tv?" I giggled, standing up as well. "Yes."