I'm not a fighter (Tom x reader)

Cadet Archer

I woke up, still very tired. I looked at the time beside me. 11:13am.... "Ugh!" I groan in my pillow. I'm way to tired to get up. I grabbed my phone from under my pillow and texted Susin.

//hey//

//one question uhh, why did I wake up in the park?//

/Susin/

//shit you woke up at the park? I don't know, you told me you were going home last night//

/ y/n /

//I can't remember nothing//

And at that moment I started getting a hangover. Great timing Smirnoff...

//God I just hit a hangover. I'll talk to you later imma get breakfast//

/susin/

// see ya //

//wait! Before you go! We should get breakfast together. Bring Jon and your friends//

/ y/n /

// wait really? Isn't it going to be expensive? I'm mean it's gonna be the seven of us//

/susin/

//whatever! It's fine! I can offered it//

/ y/n /

//you must be some rich mother fucker//

/ susin /

//shut up and get ready cuz I know your still in bed and tell everyone to get ready too//

//or I'm making you pay//

//meet me at that little cute shop near by. I wanna meet your friends finally//

/ y/n /

//Fiiiiinnne!//

//see ya//

And with that our conversation was over. When I think about it, it was more like she forced me to go have breakfast with her and along with my friends. But oh well. She's paying, I'm eating. This is a start of a good day.

'I confused to you...'

Out of nowhere the thought came to my head. "Ugh...its way to early for that...heh" I say to myself. I then got up from my bed. Bad idea. My head started pounding with pain. Goddammit...

I ignored it and got up. I was only wearing shorts and a tank top. I had a body sized mirror on the wall and I septet in front of it. My body was scarred head to toe. I didn't like what I saw so I got dressed. F/c hoodie as always and just black jeans. I walked out of my room and to the washroom just to brush my teeth and hair. And  I did 'Ugh the pain in my head...how the hell am I supposed to go to breakfast at this state?' I think to myself as I brushed my teeth. 'Wait does that mean I have to talk to Tom?' I thought. But just as I did, he walked by looking lazy and sleepy as hell. I guess he just woke up too. That lazy look on his face soon faded as we made eye contact. We literally stopped everything. I was still holding the tooth brush in my mouth and he stopped walking. We stared at each other for a while until I quickly looked away as soon as I realized I'm staring. He did the same. 'Well this is gonna be awkward....'

"Hi..." Is all he said. I tried to speak but I still had my tooth brush in my mouth. The only thing that came out of my mouth was un none. So I spit it all out.

"Hi!...so uhh...my friend invited us all for breakfast and I was wondering if you'd like to join." I said. Oh boy, my heart is beating fast! My stomach feels weird again! Am I having a panic attack again?!

"Uhh...yeah! Yeah sure, I'd love to...um...see you down stairs then" he said awkwardly. Something about that feels different. I can't put my finger on it but I suddenly feel relieved right now.