Everyone has a love story, but ours is my favourite- The Jebbie story

Druken messes

Debbie: after we spend time watching the movie in the room, me and Tom head down to the bar dressed in our finery clothes

Tom: what would you like to drink baby, I smirk

Debbie: baby?, really?

Tom: not loving it then

Debbie: meh, it's alright and I'll have a white wine

Tom: we can do much better then write wine, a bottle of champagne please

Bartender: celebrating something?

Tom: having the most amazing girlfriend, I smile at Debbie

Bartender: aww aren't you two cute, I'll bring your drinks over

Tom: I walk over to the leather seating in the corner the view is amazing, you've picked the best seats in the house

Debbie: well you know I love a good view

Tom: that you do

Debbie: you didn't have to bring us down here you know I was very happy and content in our room

Tom: me too, but I want to show you off especially looking like that like hot damn

Debbie: I smirk, not looking too bad yourself

Waitress: your champagne Mr Waterhouse, I pour some in each glass

Tom: I smirk at Debbie as my leg caresses hers

Waitress: may I say how hot your looking tonight

Tom: thanks but I'm already taken, off you trot

Waitress: of course sir, I run off

Debbie: well you told her didn't you I smirk

Tom: if you don't remember the last girl who flirted with me ended up decking you so

Debbie: I smirk how could I forget

Tom: I pick up my glass, let's do a toast

Debbie: to what?

Tom: cheers to us

Debbie: we clink glasses, I look around I don't think I'll ever get use to how posh this hotel is

Tom: well I want you to have the luxury life

Debbie: you know I don't care about any of this don't you

Tom: I know you don't but your beautiful and Smart and you deserve the world

Debbie: I smile, leaning over to kiss Tom

Tom: I smile

A few hours later

Debbie: ugh i think I've had way too much champagne

Tom: me too, we should probably start heading up I stand up but sway a little

Graham: alright you two I think you've both had way too much to drink

Debbie: I stand up too giggling away but I fall to the floor hard on my bum

Graham: you two what are you like, I pull Debbie up off the floor and link both their arms

Tom: Graham have I ever told you how much I love you, I slur

Graham: never Mr Waterhouse, I drag them both into the elevator

Tom: oh Debbie you are looking GORGEOUS, give us a snog

Debbie: I smirk and me and Tom start kissing Passionately until we find ourselves up against the lift wall

Graham: wow you two, I pull them apart you two need sleep right now not sex

Tom: ugh Graham your so boring

Graham: I have to be to keep you in check, the elevator finally arrives to our floor and I walk out pulling both these laughing school children with me

Tom: before I know it I'm being chucked to the bed next to Debbie

Graham: alright get some sleep you two, if you need anything I'm just next door

Tom: alright mum

Graham: I shake my head and walk out the room heading to my hotel

Debbie: ugh how drunk am I

Tom: pretty drunk I slur

Debbie: I think your drunker

Tom: I think your right, I lay on the bed

Debbie: alright let's get your jacket off you I stand up and start pulling his jacket down but he pulls me down on top of him

Tom: that's more like it, I kiss her passionately

Debbie: Hm as much as I would love too, you need to sleep

Tom: I pout

Debbie: I finally manage to get his jacket off and climb off of him

Tom: so tell me then I slur

Debbie: tell you what

Tom: about all your ex's

Debbie: I laugh, too many to name

Tom: more than 100?!

Debbie: no god no, but a lot more than I can remember

Tom: Cameron, Pete, Ross, Jasmine, Eli, Micheal, Andy, Robert

Debbie: that's all of them

Tom: tell me about them I slur

Debbie: come on time for bed, I manage to slide him further up the bed so he's at least comfortable

Tom: I'm half asleep and very drunk, after my father died I promised myself I would avenge his death I slur drunkly

Debbie: what?

Tom: the family that caused his death aren't going to know what's him them, because when I do get my revenge there going to wish they hadn't messed with us

Debbie: what are you rambling on about?

Tom: I promise you that, I'm going to get revenge on all of you!!

Debbie: I look down at Tom

Tom: just you wait I whisper and slur quietly, before my eyes are shut and I'm snoring loudly

Debbie: I hang Tom's jacket up on the chair, I take a seat down in the chair next to the bed what does he mean?, he's going to get revenge on the family who caused his death?, what does he mean??!!

Oh no how will Tom explain this one

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