"the kind of boy who would never break a pinky swear." - butterflies rising
That described Tom perfectly. Blair and Tom were best friends from birth to high school and were inseparable. But when Blair moved, they lost all contact and never reconnect...
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"Happy birthday Blair!" I walked into my surprise 15th birthday party. "Oh my god no way!" I exclaimed. "I planned it!" Daisy said. "I know Dais, like Tom would ever plan it." I laughed. "Hey! I'll throw you the best party one day." He said. "I'll hold you to that Holland." I laughed. "I promise my party will be better than this." He said. "Okay. You're on." I said. "Promise?" I held my pinkie out. "Promise."
It was my birthday and I had spent the full day in the hospital. Vanessa got me a whole basket of Galaxy chocolate to balance out the amount that I've got her. Someone got a cake for me and at lunch everyone got a piece. I was going home to get changed because people were coming over at 9. I walked into my dark apartment and turned the light on. "SURPRISE!" A bunch of people jumped out and screamed. Party poppers went off and confetti was thrown into the air and music started playing in the background. "Oh my god!" I clutched my heart from the fright I got. "Happy birthday Blair." Tom and Harrison came up and gave me a hug, then the rest of the gang. "Thank you guys so much." I smiled at them and then went round everyone else who was at the party. Once I had done a full round of talking to everyone there, I went back to the group. Tom, Haz, Harry, Sam, Tuwaine, Daisy and Andreas were all setting up beer pong. "Oh god we're doing this now?" I asked. "We're just setting up, I thought maybe you'd want to get changed." Daisy said. "Oh yeah, good shout." I smiled and we went into my room and closed the door. Daisy sat on my bed as I rummaged through my wardrobe. "So are you impressed with Tom's party organising skills? He's nearly as good as you." Daisy smirked. I raised an eyebrow, "Yeah sure, a casual house party is definitely like planning an Italian fairytale wedding, Dais." I laughed. "Still, he put effort in." I turned around and held a dress up to my body. She shook her head. "Guys don't do that for their girl friends." She shrugged. I held a top against my chest. "Tom does." I said and she nodded her head for the top. "Are you really just going to pretend that you don't like him forever?" Daisy asked. I chucked jeans on the bed. "I don't like him Dais." "Yes you do! You always have! Just tell him because he definitely feels the same way." "He doesn't." "How do you know?" "Because we kissed and both agreed that it was stupid and we didn't want to get together." I said and threw black strappy sandal stilettos onto the bed. "You kissed? How was it?" She asked. "It was good. And then it wasn't." "How did it happen?" She smirked. I shook my head and started getting changed. "We were...joking around and it involved some weird roleplay dirty talk and then we stripped off to our underwear, drowned ourselves in water then we made out." I blurted. "Wow...that's hot. You sure you don't like him?" She asked and handed me a black belt for my jeans. "I mean, I think that there's always going to be that chemistry but, I don't want to act on it. And neither does he." I said and sprayed deodorant under my arms then put my top on. I sat next to Daisy and put my shoes on. I stood up and put some eyeliner and false lashes on then some clear lip-gloss. "Do I look like a 23 year old?" I smiled.
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