Across the Street

10.

~Kelly POV (back to normal)
    The amount of sleep I've had is incredible. I felt so well rested and energized and ready to live my life until I actually opened my eyes, felt the hangover headache, the crust of my eyes, and dried drool along the sides of my mouth. When my vision focused I saw Tom's bedroom walls, and got super confused. Then my mind cleared almost instantly as the smell of food hit me and I snatched the small bag next to me.
    Yum, he brought me bread.
    As I munched on my foods, I looked around to see if he was anywhere, but all he left was a note that read he was taking a shower. I threw the note into the trash can by his door and got up to stretch my aching muscles. Something about falling asleep drunk makes everything hurt more, and my age is really beginning to make itself appear. Or I could just be out of shape. I hadn't even noticed that I had finished almost everything that was inside of the bag until all I had in my hand was the wrapper from the bread and an empty coffee cup. I tossed the waste and was heading towards the kitchen when I heard a phone go off.
    I probably wouldn't have thought anything of it if it wasn't for the fact that The Great Escape was playing as the ringtone.
    Let's just say that I know for a damn fact that I am the only person in the world who uses that song as a ringtone un-ironically.
    I put my ear up against the door, and sure enough, that little asshole answered the damn phone. I grabbed the knob and threw open the door and witnessed a slimy, sweaty, sneaky lil' asshat.
    He almost immediately turned to me with wide eyes and my phone up to his ear, "KELLY OH MY GOD!"
    "Gimme my phone!"
    "OH MY GOD I'M NAKED WHAT ARE YOU DOING I TOLD YOU I WAS TAKING A SHOWER!"
    "WHY DO YOU HAVE MY PHONE TOM??"
    "KELLY I'M N A K E D!!"
    I grabbed the towel from the counter and threw it at him and grabbed my phone from his hand, Sam was on the other line. I ditched the sauna of a bathroom and answered Sam.
    "Sam?"
    "Wait, Lee?"
    "Yeah it's me. Sorry, Tom had my phone," I groaned.
    "Oh, I thought I was already talking to you since you answered earlier."
    I furrowed my eyebrows, "What?"
    "Yeah, like two hours ago I called you about the Spider-Man tickets. I got the best seats for us at the best theatre, it's going to be awesome."
    "Oh, nice. But I didn't answer, I guess Tom got my phone while I was sleeping."
    "Sleeping?" Sam paused for a second before finally realizing it, "Oh yeah! Didn't you just get out of the hospital like today haha."
    I chuckled under my breath, "Sorta. I'm still pretty tired I guess."
    "At least you woke up after a few hours and not days. How are you by the way? Do you have all the brain cells?"
    I tapped my head even though he couldn't see it, "Mhm. All there and accounted for."
    "Well that's good. I guess I'll see you on premier night though right?"
    I took a seat back on Tom's bed, "Yeah, when is that?"
    "I believe next Saturday."
    "Sounds good bud."
    "Great it's a date!" After that I hung up, and stuffed my phone in my pocket just in time to make eye contact with the imposter himself. Tom walked out of the bathroom and into the room, guilty face, towel and all. I patted the seat next to me, and he took it with his head hanging low. I put my arm around him, then smacked the back side of his head.
    He winced, "Ow! What was that for?"
    "Uh, taking my phone. Duh."
    "You walked in on me naked!"
    "Sweetie, don't worry, I saw nothing." He sighed and shoved my shoulder, a smile appearing on his lips. I smiled back at him and hugged him, "Next time, just know that if you have something of mine, I could care less if you have clothes on or not, what's mine is mine."
    "Yes sir."
    I nodded, stood up, chucked some sweats and a tee at him and ran downstairs to get some more food.