You Are the Reason

Shooting Stars

A/N: Also it is late so I do not have time to proof read so if you find any grammatical errors or a sentence that doesn't make sense please let me know in the comments. Thank you.

Thea woke up the next morning, and the first thing she noticed was how bad her head hurt. Opening her eyes she realized she was in a bed, but it was not her own, and then the memories from the previous night. Sitting up, she was still in Tommy's suit jacket and her dress from the fundraiser.

Stretching, she sighed in contentment when her back popped. Then she realized where she was, it was Tommy's bedroom. Thea walked out into the hall and saw Tommy in the kitchen and blanket, that had been slept in, on the couch.

"Hey?" She said as she walked in the kitchen.

"Hey." Tommy returned. "Sleep good?"

Thea nodded her head.

"What happened?"

"Well after you gave me the ice for my face, the adrenaline wore out." He told her, placing an omelet on a plate. "You fell asleep five minutes later. I let you have the bed and I took the couch."

"Tommy, I would have been fine on the couch." Thea told him as he set the omelet in front of her.

"As much as I would love to have the cliche 'fight over the bed' argument, you have school in 30 minutes." Tommy informed her, sitting at the opposite end of the table with his own omelet.

"What?" Thea shouted looking at the clock. "I need to get clothes and my books and..."

"Already took care of it." Tommy said, placing a piece of food in his mouth, and pointed over to the coffee table in the living room. "Laurel went over to your house and got your school clothes and backpack."

"Why would she do that?" She asked. "Laurel hates me?"

"As much as you like to think that, I think she has a respect for you." Tommy told her and swallowed. "Especially after last night."

Thea nodded, going to the living room and grabbing her clothes. Making quick work of things, she was ready in ten minutes.

"You know..." Tommy told her when she came back in. "...you could have gotten ready after breakfast."

"Well I hate not brushing my teeth, and that must come before all else...even your amazing omelets."

Tommy chuckled and let it be.

Thea's phone buzzed and she looked down.

"Hey, I have to call Ollie." She told him. "Mom wants to remind him to have lunch with her."

"M'kay." Tommy said, voice muffled by food.

She touched Oliver's contact and placed it to her ear. It rang three times before her brother picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hi. Mom said I'm supposed to remind you to pick her up for lunch."

"Was I supposed to have lunch with her today?" Oliver asked.

"She said she left you, like, five messages." Thea informed him and Tommy chuckled. "Just bite the bullet and have a Cobb salad with the woman."

"You know, Thea, sometimes it's difficult to remember which one of you is my mother." Oliver complained and hung up the phone.

Tommy laughed at that, and pointed to her plate with his knife.

"Eat." He commanded. "I have to drop you off at school."

Thea chuckled, but complied, eating the omelet. They sat in silence for three minutes, just eating, and when Thea finished, she looked at Tommy.

"Tommy?"