Pistols and Petals - TH

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I get dropped off down the street and take my time walking back.
Everything in me screamed that I should tell Tom about seeing Amelia. But I can't. Even though what she did was awful she's still my sister.. and he will kill her if he finds her.
I sneak in the gate and go inside the house.
I did it and no one caught me. I'm pretty good.
"Hey darling where've you been?" Tom asks as he runs into me in the hallway.
"I um was walking in the garden" I smile, I know he never goes to the garden.
I see almost a look of relief on his face.
And suddenly it hits me what happened before all the drama with my sister.
The conversation between Harry and Jessi comes to my head as I look at the brown eyed boy.
How can he think he doesn't deserve me?...
I just walk up to him and wrap my arms around his neck which shocked him, his body going stiff.
This could be a huge mistake and I could have this all wrong.
"And you said I was handsy" he laughs.
As I was about to say something we hear a door open and I let go of him quickly. I don't know why that was my reaction, but I know he wouldn't want all his men seeing him like that.
Jess walks out the door looking at both of us with a smirk.
"You two are dumb asses" she comments as Harry walks out behind her.
"Cmon Leave em alone" he says to her and pulls her down the stairs.
"Tom cmon man we've got a meeting" haz says rushing down the hallway, grabbing toms arm and pulling him.
He looks back at me as haz pulls him and I laugh at how frantic it was.
"Have fun" I call out and go to my room.
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"So he really said that?" I ask Jess, who's hanging out with me in my room.
"Yeah, you guys are basically meant to be" she says and I laugh.
"It's true! You both admitted feeling something about each other last night, that means something!" She says.
"Not everything is as clean cut as you and harry" I say.
"Yeah you and tom have your.. differences"
"Differences? He's a mob boss, I'm a kindergarten teacher, he wants to kill my sister, he has my dad locked up in his basement, oh and held a knife to my throat the day we met."
"That's all stuff that can be looked past though" she says and I laugh.
"I never thought I'd come to the day where I'd have feelings for someone who wants to kill half my family"
"You have feelings for him!" She yells. "You admitted it!"
"Fuck you jess" I laugh.
"Ah were going to be sisters!"
There's a knock on the door.
"Come in" I say and the door opens to reveal a tired looking Tom with swollen and red knuckles.
"What happened to you?" Jess asks.
"They didn't want to give us the money" he shrugs. "But we got it"
I give Jess a 'this is what I'm talking about' look and she rolls her eyes.
"I hate this silent girl talk, I'll never understand" he says.
"Well I'm gunna go" jess says not even bothering to make an excuse and leaves my room. Tom walks over to my bed and plops down onto it.
"Tired?" I ask at the way he melted into the bed.
"Exhausted, so many damn idiots come in and expect me to be okay with them saying 'I'll have it next week' when I know damn well they won't" he complains. "And then they try threatening me. ME. so then I have to shoot them in the head and throw their bodies out the back window" he sighs and my eyes widen.
He starts laughing and sits up.
"That last part was a joke your face was so funny" he laughs.
"Was it though? Was it really?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Nah they have to do only a little more than threaten me for that" he says.
"You're terrible" I shake my head.
"I'm not all that bad darling" he says pushing my hair behind my ear.
"It's okay" I say. "You're bad on the outside but you're all soft and sweet inside"
"Am not" he laughs.
"You are with me.." I say.
"How could I not be? It's you" He says.
I feel a tightness in my stomach as I look at the boy in front of me. He was so hard on the outside and slowly I've been able to break down a wall at a time to get what's sitting in front of me right now.
I put my hand on his neck and pull his face to mine, connecting our lips. I feel heat rise in my chest as toms hands press firmly to my cheeks, pulling me face in closer as he moves his lips against mine. His cologne flooding my senses, and his hands bringing warmth to my face.
We pull apart, still keeping close, and I look up at him, a small smile on my lips.
"You do deserve me" I say and a smile forms on his lips.
"I'm gunna try so fucking hard to make those words true" he says and presses his lips to mine once more.