I really want to write a Todd Hewitt imagine but I might spoil the books.
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"I'm sorry Tom, but I can't." You said and fake coughed, pulling the blanket over your chest and snuggled with the soft duvet.
"Don't lie to me Y/n, I know you're not sick." Tom said, pulling the duvet off your body.
"But please, Tom. I don't want to go out today." You begged, sitting up, grabbing the duvet from Tom's hands, before you laid back onto the bed.
"Why not?" He asked, sitting on the edge of the bed next to you.
"Because I don't like being in public." You lied, pulling the duvet over your head, hiding you from Tom.
"I can tell that you're lying." Tom said, pulling the duvet off your head, leaning down to peck your lips, causing you to smile slightly.
After a few more minutes of Tom trying to get you to answer his question, you gave in. You told him that you didn't like it when you guys were seen in public, you were getting a lot of hate, especially from the people who hated you in high school. (I know that we would never hate on anybody Tom dates)
He felt bad, thinking he was the reason why you were getting hate. You knew that you shouldn't care about anybody's opinion except the ones who actually care about you, but you couldn't help it. Their words pierced through your heart like knives.
"Love, you know who you are and how you really feel about me. I know that you're not trying to become famous by using me because I know you. People will always be hating on you. There are two different types of people in this world, the ones who are always hating and the one who tries to understand you." Tom said, trying to make you feel better.
"Alright where are we going?" You asked, sitting in the car next to Tom as he drove through the dark road.
"Away from everybody." Tom answered simply, turning around to smiled at you. He reached his soft hand out to grabbed yours, squeezing your hand lightly.
After a few hours of driving in the dark, you guys arrived but you were already asleep. Tom glanced at his phone, 02: 23.
He went to your side of the car, opening the door before he carried you out of the car. Using his feet, he slid the glass door open before he entered the house. He used his back to slid the door close. He walked to the bedroom still carrying you bridal style. He laid you gently on the white bed, pushing a loose strand of your hair behind your ears leaning down to kissed your forehead before he went back outside to get your guys' things out of his car.
When he came back into the house, he showered because his body became sticky from the air. Immediately, after he showered, he dipped a small piece of cloth in water and walked out of the bathroom. He went over to you, slowly caressing the cloth on your skin as if you were sick. While he was doing that he admire your calm presence, sleeping not giving a care in the world.
After he was done, he took a towel and dried your body with it. He laid on the bed, wrapping his arms around your body, pulling you close to him before he pulled the covers over you guys.
"What the fuck?.." You steered from your sleep, looking around the white decorated room you've never seen before. You squinted your eyes as the light blinded you from the double glass door. You tried to sit up but a pair of arms were pulling you down. You turned to your right, seeing Tom burying his face into the white pillow.
You slowly peeled his arms off your body before you tip toes onto to balcony. As soon as you reached the glass door, you could see a sheet of blue sea. The water was glistening, reflecting the lights from the sun as the waved dance. (Is this some kind of English writing? Nah.)
You looked around the beach below you, seeing nobody.
Away from everybody, Tom's words echoed in your mind. You rested your head on the ledge, closing your eyes as the smell of the sea rushed into your nostrils.
You gasped when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around your waist, pulling you against Tom. He rested his chin on your right shoulder, kissing your shoulder before his kisses traveled to your neck.
"Are you trying to be romantic?" You asked, laughing.
"Yup, and you just ruined our moment." Tom chuckled before he placed a kiss on your cheek. You turned around in his arms, facing Tom before you cupped his cheeks, leaning in to peck his lips.
"Are you trying to be cute cause you don't need to try." Tom said, leaning down once again to kissed your lips.
"Wait, did you changed me out of my clothes?" You looked down to see that you were in one of Tom's t-shirt and your sweat shorts .
"Mhm." He hummed, biting his lips before he leaned down again to placed a sweet lovely kiss on your soft lips.
His hands traveled down, resting just above your bum, pulling you even closer before he turned around so that his back would be facing the beach instead of yours. He started walking, his lips still moving yours. He began to lead you back into the white room. He sat you on the bed, resting one of his hands on your waist, rubbing small circles on your body.
"I love you so much." Tom mumbled into the kiss, biting your lips occasionally.
"You really do?" You asked, leaning back from the kiss to see his eyes.
"Should I prove it to you?" He hinted, dipping his hand into the hem of your short behind your back, his other hand, cupping your cheeks.
"Right in the morning?" You chuckled as he slowly climbed onto the bed, pushing you down slowly, wanting to know if you were going to agree with him.
"Nobody's watching. It's just us now." He said, pulling his shirt over his head.
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GUYS IM SO SORRY THERE WONT BE PART TWO TO 'WEIGHING US DOWN' AND 'TWISTING ENDING'.
I was rushing this chapter so sorry once again.
