So maybe your life is in shambles and you run away to London to get your head straight. Sure, you don't really have a plan but the Universe does, and before you know it, some kid from Kingston has completely turned your world upside and your body i...
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"Hey, babe," Tom said, grabbing you from behind, causing you to spill your beer.
"Whoa- watch it!" you jumped, holding the bottle away from you.
Tom just laughed and slung his arm around your neck. He was all rosy cheeks and teeth. Tipsy Tom was always a fun time.
"What are we talking about? Hmnmmm?" he wiggled his eyebrows at you and the boys.
"What a wonderful boyfriend you are," you cooed in the most sickening sweet voice, then proceeded to make kissing noises at him.
"No you're wonderful, darling," he replied, in an even more absurd baby talk then started kissing you all over your neck and arm like some Gomez Addams wannabe.
Sam and Harry just stood there with their beers, donning disgusted faces. You both started giggling at them and gave each other a high five. The two of you had become so simpatico, that fucking with other people as a team, became one of your favorite past times together.
"You guys are so weird," Harry said, taking a sip of his beer.
"And now, let's get the birthday boy up here- Tom!!" the DJ announced. Ruh roh, kamikaze karaoke has commenced. Tom sprinted to the stage.
"Here we go," Harrison said, suddenly appearing next to you.
The music started and you instantly recognized it - AC/DC's "Shook Me All Night Long". Tom took the mic and did not disappoint.
🎶She was a fast machine She kept her motor clean She was the best damn woman I had ever seen🎶
Tom was totally into it, screaming into the mic, pointing at you, biting his lip, swinging his hips. You tried to hide behind Harrison as people started cheering and turning around to look at you.
🎶She had the sightless eyes Telling me no lies Knockin' me out with those American thighs🎶
"Oh my god," you cackled, grabbing Harrison's arm, "You picked this, didn't you?!" you shouted over the music.
Harrison nodded, with a shit eating grin. "I'm dying! Please someone stop him!" you screamed, practically wetting yourself. Tom was being too much, gyrating all over the stage like some rock star. You couldn't even watch him anymore, you were so embarrassed for him.
Finally, his song was over and he took a dramatic bow and jumped off the stage.
"Next up is Harrison!! Harrison come on up!" the DJ'a voice boomed through the speakers. You turned to Harrison and pushed him towards the stage. You lived up to your word and soon enough, you were blessed with him faltering through "Like a Virgin".
Someone pulled you into the crowd to dance and you looked up and it was Nikki.
"This is one of my favorites!" she shouted.
"Me too!" you laughed as you two bopped to Harrison's less than stellar performance.
"He's bloody awful though," she put her hand over her mouth like she felt bad for saying that.
You laughed harder, "He's the worst!"
"How are my two favorite beauties doing?" Tom put an arm around each of you. Nikki looked at him lovingly and ruffled his hair.
"Behave yourself tonight," she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving you two alone.
"That was quite a performance, Tiger," you winked at him as he pulled you closer, swaying with you to the music.
"Knocking me out with those American thighs," he sang in your ear. Jesus, did he have to do that? His mother just told him to behave for fucks sake.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and continued to move with him, feeling all fuzzy and happy and on top of the world, really.
"I love you," you said, tilting you head with a smile.
He dipped you and quickly kissed you.
"I love you too," he grinned, pulling you back up.
"I hate it when you do that," you giggled, clinging to him. You really didn't though.
"Alright, alright, break it up," Harry interrupted you, bearing more shots.
"Happy birthday, mate," he said sincerely to Tom. You gulped yours and felt the burn course through your veins.
"Woooo!" you shouted.
Harry shook his head but Tom joined you in whooping it up.
"Woooo!" He threw his hands up in the air then pushed you to the corner, suddenly groping you and kissing all over your neck.
"Easy, Tiger," you pried his hands off of you, "People can see."
Just then, some high pitched feedback screeched through the speaker. Dom was on stage, tapping the mic to get everyone's attention.
"Hey, everyone! Thanks for coming out tonight and Happy Birthday, Tom!"
The whole room cheered. You clapped, glancing over at Tom who had one of his gorgeous grins slapped on his face.
"Come up here, Tom, Harrison," Dom motioned to them to come on stage.
"This is not just a birthday party, but a bit of a going away party. Tom has been given a once in a lifetime opportunity and he and Harrison will be leaving us in two days to start filming on this small, little indie movie called Spider-Man Homecoming. Maybe you've heard of it, "he joked.
Wait-
What?
A jukebox scratched in your brain.
Two days...
Two days?!
He was leaving in two days?!
No, that can't be...that's so soon. That can't be right!
"No..." you said softly and felt your beer bottle slip from your hand. It crashed to the floor, spinning in a circle. Harry looked down then up at you quickly.
"Sam," he said.
Sam put his arm around you, but his magic wasn't working this time. You were frozen to the spot, heart pounding in your ears. Surely, you misheard him. Surely, Tom would have told you he was leaving in two fucking days.
Dom's speech was over and the DJ took control of the mic again.
"Alright! How about Y/N? Where's Y/N? Come on up!"
That was you. He was calling you. Who the fuck put your name in?
Sam kinda led you to the stage. You don't really remember your feet moving. Suddenly you were on stage. The DJ passed you a mic and music started. Everyone's eyes were on you. Normally, you would have been terrified, but the same thought kept running over and over in your brain - Tom's leaving me in two days.
