Neighbor Girl °finished°

POG-5

I woke up to the sun shining on my face through my window the next morning. Last night is a little blurry, I stayed up all night with Tommy playing MineCraft.

Speaking of which, Tommy is passed out on my couch.

I got up out of bed and pulled on a sweatshirt, and went into my bathroom. I heard some shuffling while I was brushing my teeth.

"Tommy?" I whispered, setting my toothbrush down. More shuffling. I went back to my room, and sat on the couch. My clock flashed 8:47, which was typically before my Mum woke up. "Tommy." I whispered again, watching his eyes flutter open.

"Come on, don't you want to go to London today?" I asked as he sat up. He gave a mumbled yes and leaned on my shoulder.

"Go put on some clothes then, I'll drive so you can get some sleep." Tommy sighed and got up, shutting my front door quietly behind him. I pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt from out my closet, and pulled my hair up.

I shoved my phone, keys, and wallet in my pocket, and unplugged Tommy's phone, studying the lock screen. It was a picture of us yesterday, holding our ginormous subs in the air.

I walked out to the driveway and got in my Lexus, waiting for Tommy.

It took him 5 more minutes to come out here, and he was still trying to put his left shoe on. He opened the passenger door and got in, tying his shoe. He grabbed his phone out the cup holder, sending a quick text to his Mum.

I got onto the highway as Tommy turned on the radio, bopping his head to the music he put on. It was the Wii theme from his streams. Damn bluetooth. We still had a good two hours until we got to London, which meant either Tommy was going to sleep or we were going to have a conversation.

He chose to sleep.

Which is perfectly fine, because to be honest, I wasn't up for a conversation. 

I left Tommy's Wii song on the stereo, driving along the highway calmly. Thoughts invaded my head left and right, leaving me with things to think about. Tommy moved around in the seat beside me, making small noises every so often. It was quite cute, to be honest. 

There was about half an hour until we go to London, so I woke Tommy up. 

"Tommy, you need to get up." No response. 

"Tommy." Nothing. 

"Thomas!" I yelled, which definitely woke him up. "What?" He whined. 

"We're almost in London. You need to wake up." A groan came from him as he set the car set upright, shifting around to be comfortable. He picked up his phone and started typing something, to which I was sure was a text. I was wrong. 

This sound came through the speaker, startling me. "What the fuck?" I asked, as he jammed out beside me. "It's great right?" I rolled me eyes and smiled, getting off the freeway and going into the city. 

I pulled into a parking garage and got out of the car, walking around to the back. Tommy got out the car and walked beside me, mumbling something incoherent. As we walked along the sidewalk, I pointed out all the shops to go in, until we stumbled upon it. 

The biggest god damn McDonalds I have ever seen.

"We're eating lunch here." I said, walking inside. Tommy walked inside behind me, his hair bopping around. 

We ordered and sat down with the food, digging in. "We should stream together sometime." He brought up, leaving my answer. "Yeah, why else would I move down here?" 

He smiled. "I thought it was so you could see me all the time." I rolled my eyes. "Of course it was, Tommy." I watched his face light up after I said that, looking super happy. 

He always looks super happy around you. Haven't you noticed?

Well, I mean, he's Tommy. Since I've known him he's been one of the happiest people I've ever met. 

Yeah, around YOU. 

"Yeah, I couldn't wait to meet you. I mean, 2 and a half years waiting. It was long over due." I smiled. "I guess that makes this pretty POG, don't you think?" 

"POG champs, sittin' right here." 

Tell him right now. 

"Tommy," 

Tell him.

"you're my best friend, I hope you know that." 

You stupid bitch.