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3rd person POV:
Backstory of the friendship:
Tom and Y/N were childhood bestfriends. When Tom got famous, he and Y/N fell off, and they both went their separate ways. Little did they know, they both had crushes on each other, but they had to move on. On Y/N's 23rd birthday, her and her friends decided to go to a local pub. Tom was also at that pub with his bestfriend, Harrison, and brother, Harry. They reconnected after 8 years. They both got to talking and drinking. They both got drunk, ditched their friends, took an Uber back to her place, and hooked up. They've kept contact since then, and continue to hookup from time to time, even though they refused to call this anything more than just friends.
One day, Y/N was home alone, and very horny. The problem was that Tom was at home having a meeting, and it was 2:30 in the afternoon.
Y/N's POV:
I have never been able to get off on my own without a toy. I recently moved house, so all my things are still in boxes, so I don't have access to them without making a mess. I decided to try to forget about it, because I know Tom's in a meeting.
I went out to the balcony and lit a cigarette. (Don't smoke kids) I took a puff from it while smiling at my wallpaper on my phone. It was an old picture of Tom and I's families on Christmas, gathered around the Christmas tree. I looked at 5-year-old Tom in the picture. He was staring at 4-year-old me with so much love. I cursed myself for not realizing how much love we had for each other, and for letting him go. I decided to not be too hard on myself, because I got him back, and I was never letting him go again. (Damn, that sounds so fucking creepy) I put my cigarette out, and went back inside.
I paced around my apartment trying to get my mind off of Tom and how much I needed him. I tried watching T.V, I took my dog out for a walk, I called my brother, I read a book, I finished a whole pack of cigarettes, but I just could not get my mind off that boy and his perfect self. I decided to give into my hormones and text Tom.
