Do you want me here? -Tomark

0.4 Bonding

-Anne's POV-

I see the way Mark looks at Tom. How stupid does he think I am? Mark looks at him like a kid in a candy store for god sake.

"Tom, I need to speak to Mark. Wait in the living room yeah?" I asked but at the same time, demanded. He just nodded. I pulled Mark by his arm into the kitchen.

"I'm not stupid you know." He looked at me with confusion smothering his face.

"What?"

"I'm not stupid. I see the way you look at Tom like he's some sort of god" I replied back. He blushed.

"Haha, I knew it! You have a crush on Tom!" I whisper-yelled excitedly. I'll do whatever it takes to get them two together. I know exactly how to start off. Getting them to bond.

"I can help you if you want. You know, get you together..." I trailed off, hoping he would now understand me.

"If that's okay? But like, I only met the poor boy half an hour ago! What if he's not gay? What if he has a girlfriend? What would he do if he knew I was gay and he doesn't like gay people? Oh god, what if he think I'm a freak-"

"Mark, shut up!" I quickly cut him off.

"It'll work out fine, I promise. We'll start off slow like so maybe you could start talking about your hobbies with him and bond over bands?" I questioned.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea" he replied with a smile bigger than the sun.

-Tom's POV-
"...I can help you if you want. You know, get you together..." Anne trailed off.

He likes me? Pfft, no of course he doesn't. I'm a gay freak and he's probably as straight as a metal pole. It's just me jumping to conclusions.

"If that's okay? But like, I only met the poor boy half an hour ago! What if he's not gay? What if he has a girlfriend? What would he do if he knew I was gay and he doesn't like gay people? Oh god, what if he think I'm a freak-"

WHAT? He's gay too? I must be hearing things. I'm so pathetic.

"Mark, shut up!" She quickly cut him off.

"It'll work out fine, I promise. We'll start off slow like so maybe you could start talking about your hobbies with him and bond over bands?" Anne questioned.

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea" he replied. I could hear his smile through his voice.

I know I shouldn't be eavesdropping but I was so bored sat alone and I really needed to go to the bathroom so I was gonna ask them but I just couldn't help myself but listen in on their conversation. Rude, I know.

Crap, they're coming back. I quickly sat back down on the sofa, pretending to clean my skateboard.

"Hey Tom, sorry we were so long. I need to head out to the store and I'll be gone for about an hour and a half. You can stay here if you want?" Anne offered. Of course I would want to stay here, I'll be with Mark. Alone.

"Yeah sure that's fine. I'll stay here if that's okay?" I answered back. She nodded eagerly as if waiting for me to say yes. I know what she's doing, she trying to get my and Mark together. Not that I mind at all as I already like him. I know you may think I'm desperate but seriously. Who would say no to a gorgeous boy like him?

"Okay, see you guys later" And just like that, she was gone.

"So... Do you want to come up to my room?" Mark asked me.

"Uhh sure, y-yeah that would be great!" I replied, getting excited. Curse me for being so damn weak and stuttering at everything. Such a fuck up Tom. The voices in my head told me. I know that I'm a fuck up and a pathetic worthless freak.

Mark walked upstairs with me following behind him. He opened a white door at the end of the hallway which I assume leads to his room.

His room was covered in band posters such as Beastie Boys. In the far corner of his room was a green bass. Wow, he plays bass? I was thinking of starting a band and I think I just found my bass player.

"You play bass? I asked without stuttering. That's an improvement.

"Yeah I do. I was looking to start a band actually. Do you okay any instruments?" He looked across at me.

"Yeah, I okay guitar. No way! I was looking to start a b-band as well! Do you er, maybe w-want to start one with me?" I asked shyly, adverting my gaze to his bedroom floor.

"Yeah dude. That would be rad! I know some guy named Scott who could be our drummer. He's pretty cool I guess." Mark shrugged.

"Awesome! I think that would be great" I replied, nodding my head frantically.

-Mark's POV-

Tom nodded his head so quickly, I thought it might rip off of his shoulders. I chuckled at his reaction. Damn, he's so adorable.

"Hey, I have to get going as my mom and dad are probably wondering where I am.." he told me, sadness filled his eyes.

"Oh okay, I can drop you home if you like?" I said to which he agreed too. I got up and grabbed my car keys whilst picking up a pair of vans on the way out.

We jumped into my crappy car and started our way to Tom's house. The drive only took 10 minutes as he doesn't live very far from me.

"Hey Tom?"

"Yeah Mark?" He turned around, giving me a sweet smile.

"Do you want to come back to mine tomorrow? I mean if you don't want too that's fine. We can do it some-"
I was quickly interrupted.

"Mark, yes I would love to come to yours tomorrow!" He laughed, crinkles forming at the edges of his beautiful brown eyes. Tomorrow's Saturday so he can sleep at mine if he wants.

"Tom, if you want, you can sleep at mine tomorrow night?"

"I would love that. Thankyou Mark" Tom embraced me into a warm hug. We let go of each other and spared our goodbyes. I am seriously in love with Thomas DeLonge.