Chapter 23 - Tom

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I kick on a wood stick and try not to listen to Amelia's giggles turning into moans. Jeez!

I don't go far because I'm a bit drunk and I don't want to get lost. I sit against a tree and sight heavily. But I can't help but imagine them...And I've actually seen Amelia in her bikini so I know how her shapes are...Her beautiful shapes. I shake my head and take out my phone. There's no way this time they get to have all the fun! So I type a text to Elle, hoping she'll answer quickly.

/E/ omg tom r u drunk ?!!

/T/ maybe...

/T/ r u alone

/E/ yes

/T/ in bed?

/E/ yes

/T/ nacked?

/E/ almost

/T/ what r u wearing?

The next message arrives after what seems like 10 minutes, but it's most likely 10 seconds, and my whole body twitch in excitement.

/E/ those black lacy panties u like

Shit, I do like them! I'm pretty sure this is a lie tho', but I don't care! She sends me a voice message!

-- Do you want me to take them off?

/T/ no

/E/ r u touching urself rn?

/T/ yes

And jeez I am picturing her kneeling on her bed, looking at me with a kinky gaze I never actually saw on her face and touching herself too.

/E/ I wish I could kiss u...

The next voice message takes a few more seconds to arrive but when I listen to it I just bite my lips and get my hand in my pants to stroke myself properly. Because it said "everywhere" in a voice I almost don't recognise and it gets me so fired up! And I imagine her lying on the bed, but all of a sudden, the music stop blaring from the camp and I can hear them. I can bloody hear Amy yelling- Wait, what?!

-- Harry, I said no!

I rush back on the camp, wincing as I zip myself up over my hard on. I find myself face to face with her storming away from the tent in her jeans and bra. She glares at me but my drunken mind actually finds it sexy?! She walks past me as Haz exits the tent too.

-- What are you doing here, he snaps at me.

-- I heard screaming, I say making it clear I am not going to let him go further.

-- What the fuck Tom, he says glancing at my pants.

He shoves me away but I keep my stand and shove him too.

-- Leave her alone, I warn him.

-- Oh look at you Lancelot! Fuck off, she's mine!

-- Bugger off Harry, I hear Amelia from behind me. You're a prick when you're drunk!

-- So you're defending him now? Maybe you wouldn't say no if he wanted to shag you!

-- Get lost, you don't even know what you're saying, she growls.

I take a quick look at her and see she is putting on her hoodie that was left by the fire.

-- Don't you check out my girl, shouts Haz and before I know what's happening he punches me in the face.

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