I can't choose {Tom Parker/Nathan Sykes Fanfiction}

Chapter 7: The meal

"I'll have a malibu and coke Parker" I said cheekily as I sat down on a bar stool, typical of him to already be at the bar.

"Get your own" he said showing me a middle finger.

"I thought you provided me with benefits now?" I laughed, well he hadn't been specific on what these benefits actually were so I could use it to my advantage.

"You know what kind of benefits I meant" Tom laughed getting more money out of his back pocket to buy me a drink.

"I wouldn't say it benefits me in any way" I said rolling my eyes, pretending to yawn.

"You're going to pay for that" he laughed handing me my drink.

"We'll see...god I hate family meals" I said as I surveyed the room, they'd booked the table and everything so we were taking over half the restaraunt.

"I can tell with your outfit, you could have atleast of made an effort" Tom said trying to wind me up, he knew I hated wearing heels, which was weird for someone who was going to take a degree in fashion, but still.

"Funny you are" I said hitting him on his arm, I was wearing a cream chiffon top which was tucked into my denim jeans, unfortunatley my outfit was complete with cream heels.

"Come on then, lets get this over with" Tom said unwillingly walking away from the bar.

"Maddie you look gorgeous, Tom where have you been?!" Tracy sighed at him as she embraced me in a hug.

"Erm thanks" I said awkwardly, I hated compliments, if I accepted them I felt like I was being big headed, if I declined it felt like I was fishing for more compliments.

"Bar" Tom muttered, he really did hate living round here these days, this band was the best thing that could happen to him.

"I sometimes wish you two would get together you know, you're both single and ready to mingle" Tracy said, rather loudly. I nearly spat my drink out from the laughter, clearly my mum had been talking to her, she always used that phrase.

"Were friends, nothing more mum" Tom scowled as we headed to sit at the end of the table, away from the embarressing parents.

"I cant believe you eat all of that" I said as I looked at Tom's plate in amazement, he'd ordered the biggest steak the restaraunt had to offer.

"Told you I would" he said sitting back to pat his stoumach.

"Where do you put it all, your too skinny for your own good" I laughed, I dont know why I was suprised. One time he'd slept at my house and eat all of the pizza my mum had cooked for us, he thought it was all for him.

"What?! Have you seen these guns, some people would pay good money for these" Tom said lifting up his sleeve on his polo shirt and tensing his muscles.

"Have you got room for desert?" I asked him, mulling over the desert menu's, my favourite part of any meal.

"Certainly have" Tom winked, feeling my leg under the table so no one could see.

"Tom" I giggled, I looked round nervously at the table to make sure no one was looking.

"No one will notice if we just...slip out" Tom whispered.

"Where to?" I questioned him, I briefly made eye contact but broke it to make sure my mum or Tracy weren't staring at us, they were always playing cupid.

"Just follow me out in a minute" Tom said getting up to leave the table. I pretended to look at the menu again as the normal conversations carried on at the table. How was I supposed to follow him when I didn't know where he'd gone. That boy was an idiot sometimes. I got up from the table and tried to casually make my exit.

"Maddie where are you going sweetheart?" My mums high pitched voice came from the end of the table, making everyone stop and stare.

"Erm, I'm just...well I'm just...I need a poo" I stated before running out of the room in embarresment. Why did I have to say that, I just panicked. I needed to say something so nobody would come after us, I knew if I said I was going to the toilet or somewhere then my mum would have joined me to "powder her nose". I'd just commited social suicide.

"Maddie" Tom whispered. I spun round in confusion trying to see him. He was poking his head out from the toilet door, his eyes darting around the room to see that no one had followed me.

"What are you doing in the ladies toilets?" I said in disbelief, I quickly shut the door behind me so nobody walked in on us and accussed him of being some kind of pervert.

"Well I didn't think you'd want to do it in the mens" Tom said, a cheeky smile making his lips move to the side.

"Wha-" I said before being cut off by his lips. His hands worked his way up under my top and he started to back me up against the wall.

"We could get caught" I finally said, pushing my hand against his chest so he'd stop for a second.

"Exactly, it makes it more exciting" he grumbled into my neck as he laced it with kisses.

A/N: THERE YOU HAVE IT PEOPLE. THANKS FOR ALL THE COMMENTS SENT VIA TWITTER AND THE ONE (thank you person - you know who you are) COMMENT VIA WATTPAD ON THE LAST CHAPTER. SEND ME NICE FEEDBACK OR NOT NICE FEEDBACK AND I MIGHT POST CHAPTER EIGHT AND DEDICATE IT TO SOMEONE...MAYBE CHAPTER NINE ASWELL....MMM, WE'LL SEE. LATERS YOU BIG BOWL OF COCOPOPS!:*