Show Me Love (The Wanted)

Chapter Thirty-Five

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☆Jordyn's POV☆

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Tom's breath tickled the skin on my neck as he pressed small kisses to it. I was ticklish and giggled, pulling away.

"I love you so much." He said suddenly, his lips finding mine. They moved in sync for a moment before I broke apart from him. An image of Nathan flashed across my mind, and I felt afraid to do anything with Tom. I feared the consequences.

"We're in Hawaii." I said with a smile. "Let's do something."

"Anything you want, love." He told me as he got up, only wearing boxers. I couldn't help but stare. "Pictures last longer." He smirked and I threw a pillow at him.

"Shut up." I whined.

"I'm taking a shower. Feel free to join me." He winked.

"Go away, perve." I said, my cheeks blushing bright pink.

"Come on, you know you love me." He said, heading to the bathroom.

"Yeah, sure." I replied sarcastically.

"I love you too." He laughed. I heard the water start so I turned on my phone to call Nathan and let him know we were safely at the hotel.

His number was first on speed dial so I didn't have to bother going through the contacts or typing in his number. I pressed one and held the phone to my ear as it rang.

"Hey, Jordyn. How's Hawaii?" Jay answered.

"Jay? Hey, everything's great. Where's Nath?" I asked in a confused tone.

"I don't know. His phone was on the couch right next to me." Jay said and I chuckled.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "Shouldn't you be visiting family?" I asked. Today was the first whole day of their break before the tour.

"My flight leaves later today and Nath's is tomorrow morning." Jay explained.

"Oh. Well, make sure to tell Nathan that Tom and I landed safely and are at the hotel. But we'll be out today so if he needs to call us, call Tom's cell phone." I explained.

"Alright. Where's Tom?" Jay asked.

"In the shower." I replied.

"And you didn't join him?" I could tell there was a smirk on his face as he asked.

"Jay!" I whined. "Stop being a perve. I'll see you in a week. Bye." I hung up before he got the chance to say anything. Stupid perverts. Was it just a boy thing? Do all boys act this way? Nathan usually didn't. However when it came to me, my love life was no joke. He needed to stop taking things so seriously. But come on, when his giant eyebrows are furrowed it's pretty funny.

A few minutes later I heard the shower stop and Tom came out of the bathroom with just a towel on as I sat on the bed watching the news.

"The shower's all yours, babe." He called, picking a swimsuit and t-shirt from his suitcase. My heart fluttered when he called me that.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. It was hot and the steam from the shower condensed and clouded the mirror.

I undressed from my soffie shorts and tank top and undergarments and then turned to the shower.

I turned on the water and then stepped under the beating spray, the hot water I tightening the muscles in my back. I grabbed the shampoo and massaged it through my long hair.

Then I washed my body, rinsed, conditioned, and shaved. I knew Nathan had told me to be careful and not to do anything stupid, but I had a whole week just to be with the person I loved, and I wasn't letting that go to waste.

I then got out of the shower, dried, and put lotion all over my arms and legs for future reference. Then I wrapped my big white fluffy towel around me and opened to door to the bedroom to grab my clothes.

"Where are we going today?" I asked Tom who was sat eye raping me.

"Anywhere you want. I was thinking the beach." He said and I nodded.

"Tom." I complained.

"Yes, my love?" He asked innocently.

"Leave so I can get dressed." I told him. He pouted at me but I glared back. Finally, he sighed and got up and left.

From my suitcase I picked out a purple bikini with gold stripes. I felt self-conscious looking at myself in the mirror with so much skin showing. I had rarely gone swimming or to the beach, and this was the first swimsuit I'd bought in ages.

Don't get me wrong, I loved the beach and swimming. My mother took us when we were little. But my father hadn't bothered. And everytime Karen had the whole family go, I stayed behind not wanting to go out with them.

"Jordyn, are you alright in there?" I heard Tom call, knocking at the door.

Shit. I couldn't let him see me like this.

"Umm, yeah, I'm fine." I called back.

I quickly grabbed a sun dress and threw it on over my bathing suit. I slipped on flip-flops and put my wet hair up into a bun.

Then I opened the door to see Tom sitting on the couch. He tossed me a breakfast bar.

"Ready for the beach?" He asked and I smiled.

"Ready."

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