𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐬

I never had an issue changing in front of Tom so thats exactly what I did. I stripped my shirt of along with my pants. I catch Toms attention due to my sudden movements and I notice him shifting himself to sit upwards. The red dress made its way just to my thighs. It was a tight dress that hugged me perfectly it showed off my body in good ways and I liked how it complimented me.
"Where the fuck are you going?!" Tom asks angrily as he gets up from the bed and prevents me from leaving our bedroom.
"No where" I reply bluntly as Tom scoffs. He pulls my head up so I'm looking right up at him. He looks angry and livid.
"Then why are you dressed like a whore hm?" Tom asked once more as he kept a strong grip on my face.
"Your not dressing up for me so who else would it be?" Tom hummed. He looked at me not breaking eye contact.
"Your insane Tom" I said pushing him away and making my way out of our bedroom door. I know this will bite me harshly back in the ass. I walk downstairs already seeing Mattheo waiting in the living room smoking.
"Finally it's about time" Mattheo says as he gets up from the sofa. He seemed well put together as well.

At the bar:

I didn't intend on getting waisted but Mattheo got wasted pretty baldy. The moment we arrived at the bar he instantly ordered shots and waisted him self.
"Come on y/nnn nows our chance" Mattheo says handing me a shot I sigh before drinking it.
"Soo how'd you convince Tom to let you come out" Mattheo asked turning his chair towards me.
"Well he didn't" I replied as Mattheo raises his eyebrows before letting out a laugh.
"I am really rubbing off on you huh" He speaks again before ordering another drink.

I won't lie it did feel a little wrong going out without Tom. But I felt a sense of freedom it felt good to be out of the house and worry about nothing. Tho I feared what would happen when I get home and how Tom will react. Me and Mattheo spent time just talking about random and stupid things. We'd laugh from time to time as he told me stories about him and Tom. How Tom always got away with things and how he would show Mattheo spells and curses he could preform. The sounded like Tom to me if I'm being honest. It reminded me of how we'd spend hours in his dorm together. He would show me spells and help me pass exams, quizzes.

My conversation with Mattheo is cut short when I feel a tap on my shoulder I turn around to see a blonde guy around my age.
"Sorry I couldn't help but wonder if I could join you both?" He asks gesturing towards me and Mattheo. Mattheo looks at me before responding.
"Be my guest" Mattheo says as he pulls up a seat between me and whoever this blonde guy was.
"My names Wyatt" He says as he offers his hand towards me. I shake his hand as he looks at me in a way that made me feel uncomfortable.
"Rounds on me" Wyatt says as Mattheo claps his hand excited he isn't paying.

After many countless drinks I was slightly tipsy while Mattheo and Wyatt were completely waisted. Wyatt had his arm around me which I tried many times to remove but he kept placing his arm around me pulling me closer towards him as he whispered things in my ear.
"You know your very very pretty y/n" He mumbles in my ear i laughs nervously before I push him off of me.
"Want to head upstairs y/n?" Wyatt asks gesturing towards the VIP sections upstairs. Looking at Mattheo for help he couldn't respond because he had two strippers around his arm. I instantly regretted leaving Tom.
I'm finally able to remove myself from Wyatt and try my hardest to make my way towards the entrance. Loud music was being played while lights were constantly flickering. I pushed my way through the crowds of people dancing, gambling and, drinking. Looking back I see Wyatt following after me. He's trying to reach for me but I take that as a sign and try to move faster. I knew Mattheo could handle himself.
I can hear Wyatt's voice trailing behind me telling me to slow down when I'm suddenly pulled by my arm to the side.

Trying to free myself from whoever had grabbed me I looked up to see an angry Tom staring at me. I felt at ease seeing him. Without a warning I instantly pull Tom into a hug. I felt safe with him. I had never really doubted my safety whenever I was with him.
Tom lets me hug him before we're interrupted by an annoying voice. Wyatt's voice.

"There you are y/n let's go" He says trying to grab my arm. Tom instantly removes Wyatt's hand off of me pulling me besides him in case anything else happens. The music had slightly toned down lights still flickering. Wyatt scoffs "Okay Mr.Hero let me have my turn and you'll have yours" Wyatt's says annoyed as he stares at Tom before gazing his eyes towards me.
My eyes widen hearing him but anger is soon felt inside of me how dare he talk and insult me as if I was trying to get laid by him. Looking up I see Toms expression has changed. That was the same look Tom has on his face when he's about to murder someone.
Tom laughs before landing a fist right towards Wyatt's face.

"You want a turn?" Tom asks as Wyatt's groans in pain. Tom is quick to knock him down to the point where he's down on the floor. Without hesitation Tom throws another punch at Wyatt.
"The absolute nerve you have to insult my wife" He says. So I'm his wife now? I thought before watching the two men on the ground fight.
Wyatt attempts to throw his fist at Toms face but Tom is quick to react in a swift motion Tom draws his wand towards Wyatt's neck before cursing him.
"Filthy bitch" Tom spoke before he spat on Wyatt who was now knocked out laying on the ground.

Toms eyes quickly fall on me. He grips onto me once again but angrier this time. I can tell by the way he's pulling me he's angry. We make it outside and he pulls me close to him before he apparates us both to our house in our bedroom.

"Really y/n?! A fucking bar?!" Tom asked anger in his tone. I sat at the edge of the bed watching as he paced back and forth.
"If I wasn't there who would've known what that guy could've done!" He spat once more.
I remained silent not wanting to anger him even more.
"Now you want to be quiet?" Tom asks scoffing.
I roll my eyes annoyed. "Oh shut up Tom your acting as if Bella wasn't all up on you. You fucking sat there and allowed her but when a guy does the same thing you want to make me look bad?!" I shot back as he stares intensely at me.
"So this is what it's about?" He says chuckling. I roll my eyes.
"How many times do I have to tell you I only want you hm?" Tom asks as he stand in front of me now.
"Your so bipolar" I said crossing my arms starting at him. I still remained on the edge of our bed with my arms crossed starting up at him.
"One moment your angry with me calling me a whore and the next you want to tell me how I'm the only one?!" I said as Toms jaw clenched harshly.
"I didn't sneak into a club dear, I wasn't almost raped you know just as well as I do that if I wasn't there you would've been fucked by another guy."'Tom said making a point. I can see where he's coming from.

"You wanted to dress like a whore, so I'll treat you like one" Tom said pulling me into a harsh yet passionate kiss.

a/n: been a while wanted to write a longer one and I apologize for updating so late but more chapters are coming along!