Enemies With Benefits - T.H

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I walk through the hallway after my class ends, practically half asleep. I've been exhausted, these past couple weeks have been insane and I haven't gotten enough sleep at all.
"Hey Savannah."
I turn towards the voice, seeing Travis. It's been a long time since I've talked to him, I've done my best to avoid him since he asked Tom if he could ask me out. I don't want to be around a guy that makes Tom uncomfortable.
"Hi." I say.
"I just wanted to see how everything is going." He says.
"It's good.." I say. Where is he going with this?
"Good.. well, it's just that Tom hasn't talked to me in a while and I was hoping maybe you could say something." He says.
"It's really not my place." I shake my head.
"I didn't do anything and he just started acting like I don't exist." He says. "He's kind of being an ass.."
Alright. That's taking it too far. He doesn't get to call my boy an ass.
"Tom doesn't want to be friends with someone who would date the girl he's in love with." I say. "So it really shouldn't be that hard to figure out why he doesn't want to be around you."
Travis scoffs, looking me up and down.
"I never said I wanted to date you." He says.
"Really? Cause I can recall two times you said it to my face, and several times you said it to my friends so." I shrug.
"Believe me Savannah, there's a reason you're with Tom. The one person who could love someone as fuck up as you is him because he's just as fucked up."
I feel anger rise in me, an anger that wakes all my senses and tenses all my muscles. I'm fuming at this point, and Travis is about to get the load of it.
"You know what Travis-"
"What was that mate?"
I see Tom walking up behind Travis, and he gets real quiet real quick. I silence myself, waiting to see what's about to happen.
"Look i was just angry-" Travis tried to explain but Tom interrupts him.
"There's never an excuse to call my girl fucked up. Ever." He says firmly, protectively pushing me behind him as he talks. "Jesus Christ you can't get in her pants so you call her fucked up?"
"I didn't just want in her pants, although neither did you. You didn't even want in her pants you just wanted to distract her from Sutton."
At this point I don't even want to listen anymore. This isn't going to end well.
"Come on Tom, let's go home." I say.
"No" he says.
Tom gets in Travis's face, and I sigh. Sometimes the old Tom still comes out, the Tom with anger and bitterness.. though it was provoked, I just wish he would let it go.
"You're going to stay away from my girlfriend. Understood?" He says.
"Mate you're fucking crazy." Travis shakes his head.
"Talk to her again and I will fucking end you." He warns, before turning to me and grabbing my hand to pull me out of the building.
I pull back on his hand as we get outside, making him come to a stop. He looks back at me, still angry and upset from what just happened.
"Tom, I could have handled that myself." I say.
"That dick needs to stay away from you, and he needed to know that if he didn't, that he'd have to deal with me." He states.
"This is my life, and I have to be able to fight my own battles without you coming in to save me every time." I say honestly, and he sighs.
"Yeah I know, but it's not just your life. It's our life. Everything that affects you affects me too. I wasn't going to just stand there and listen to another guy disrespect you and do nothing. That's not the kind of guy I am." He shakes his head. "I will always protect you and stand up for you because you are a part of me."
I run my hand down his arm, that's slightly shaking from anger, and pull him into my arms. My hand runs soothingly over the back of his neck, and he quickly calms down, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Okay, I understand." I say.
We stay like that for a minuet, and we hear someone holler Tom's name.
"Hey Tom, gonna ditch your lady and come out with us tonight?" His friends say as they walk up to us.
"Are you saying she's not invited?" He asks, letting me go, but still keeping me under his arm.
"No it's just, it's a frat party so figured you didn't want a bunch of guys hitting on her."
"I don't do frat parties anymore." Tom shakes his head.
"You're whipped mate." One of his friends says and I laugh lightly. Toms not going to like that.
"No I'm just in a committed relationship and don't feel the desire to go get black out drunk when I could be home with my girl and our friends." He says honestly. "See you guys around."
As we walk away, I give Tom a concerned look.
"You can't push away all your friends." I say.
"I'm growing up, too quickly for their comfort. I don't want to party anymore, hell the only reason I ever did was for them." He says.
"Cmon, it could be fun." I say.
"Yeah? You want to go?" He asks.
"Well.." I trail off and he laughs.
"Didn't think so." He says. "You know what sounds way more fun than any frat party?"
"What?" I ask.
And that's how we end up at Haz, and Hannah's house, holding Rosie. Who really wants to go party, or get black out drunk every night when you have this? This is our family, and it's so much better than anything else we use to have.
Who knew a little group of four college students would manage to come together and make our own little family. I love all of these people, with my whole heart.

A/N: aaa, we love the calm before the storm😬 get ready.