𝘈 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 //𝘛.𝘍 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 //

Part 1 || 8 - Tom finds out

Wait! Why do you think he would act differently? It's not like he likes you or anything. He was just acting; it was all reel not real.

"Hey" I said as I rubbed a wet makeup wipe on my cheeks ignoring all the thoughts in my head. He sat on the couch next to Emma making her blush, while Daniel and Rupert followed.

"Dan and I were thinking we could all go to In and Out for dinner" Rupert said walking up to me and sitting in my chair. I was about to agree when Rob came in.

"Hey, babycakes. Your door was-" he said clearly oblivious of the others.

"Oh, you've got company, I didn't see you guys" he said cutting himself off.

"So? Are you coming?" Rupert asked looking at me, while I discarded the wipe into the dustbin.

"Where are you going? Did you forget we have to be home for dinner?" Rob said raising his eyebrows at me.

Since, the Pattinsons were staying with us and as they all decided to move to America, they had also decided that till the day they all leave, we all would have dinner together, spend some quality family time. Rob knew I hadn't told anyone about America except Nicole, so he tried to gesture it to me by raising his eyebrows.

"Shoot! I totally forgot" I said slapping my forehead lightly. Tom furrowed his eyebrows at me and said, "We're all skipping dinner, Y/N. You can too and Robert, er, you can join as well-"

"No, no, I think I'll skip, dinner is about something important, can't skip the dinner" I said cutting him off mid-sentence. Tom can always tell when I'm lying. So, when I tried to change the topic, he knew I was lying.

"You guys go on; I'll join some other time" I said pulling my clothes out. They all nodded but Tom.

"Whatever" he said abruptly and left the trailer with the others.

"Give me a minute, Rob, I'll be out" I said and he left the trailer as well.

••••••

"Come on, pumpkin!" Dad said as I missed another shot of the tennis ball.

It was Sunday and as tradition, me and my dad played few games of tennis in our court.

"Sorry, Daddy" I said as I picked up the ball.

"You okay, Y/N?" Dad asked as I threw the ball in the air ready to hit it.

"Yeah, just work pressure" I said as he hit the ball with force.

I tried to hit it and missed it again.

"Yeah! Match point!" Dad exclaimed with joy making me groan.

"I'm going to beat your ass!" he said enthusiastically. Yeah, like you saw, my dad's hella competitive. I was just like my dad making me competitive as well. We were currently neck to neck. Our score stands 13-14.

I sighed as he bounced the ball a few more times on the ground before throwing it in the air.

I cleared my mind and focused on the game. He hit the ball with force, a bounce on the ground and I hit it away from him, where he couldn't hit it.

"Yesss!" I exclaimed when I scored. I pumped a few fists in the air in joy.

"Come on, babycakes. Take the advantage!" Rob cheered making my dad glare at him.