Run

Part 2

'Ok well what do you want to know about me?' He asked in his posh tone which was turning me on even more every time he opened his mouth.
'What brings you to the streets of kingston'
'I could ask you the same thing'
'well I asked first now answer' I said firmly which made him chuckle.
' I live here but I just got in a huge argument with my best friend and got myself kicked out of my own apartment'
'Oh really? So what's your plans now'
'Living on the streets' he gave a sarcastic smile.
'Well, you could stay with me if you wanted to. I booked a hotel like two roads away.' Did I just say that? Was that me who just said that? Did I really just invite a stranger, not completely cause he's famous, into my hotel for the night? God y/n you can be so stupid!
'That Would be lovely if I'm not intruding'
'Oh please, it would've just been me, a tub of ice cream and movies if you weren't invited'
'I don't see why we couldn't do that still' he smiled. I don't want to have sex with him, I've only know him for a day and i'm not to keen on one night stands, but if I can't help myself then I'll allow it.
'Alright then, shall we head back? Get ice cream on the way?'
'Sounds like a plan love.' Love. It sounds stupid when I say it but when he says it. My god I could faint right now just thinking about it.

We found a Tesco's nearby and brought two tubs of Ben and Jerry's after arguing over which flavour was best. He bought this caramel core thing and I bought cookie dough, classic. People started to notice Tom more and more by the second. It then occurred to me if Tyrone was to see me 'chilling with a movie star' I would be dead dead. Beyond dead. As soon as we payed I rushed tom to the hotel.
'Woah woah woah, slow down we aren't in a hurry' he stopped we right outside the hotel. The street was dead as no one would check in at this time.
'Yes we are tom'
'Why?'
'Cause it's er raining' I went to turn around to go inside but tom pulled me back so I was facing him.
'You look really pretty with rain drops in your hair love' Oh that word. Don't say the bloody word. He could tell he had me wrapped around his finger all ready but I wasn't giving in. 'Come on let's go in' I freed myself from his grip and made my way in and he followed. Checked in and got in the lift.
'Nice hotel huh'
'Yup'
'Why?'
'Well when you can afford the best, may as well get it'
'Fair enough' he chuckled as we got into my- well, our room.
'Damn this is nice' he jumped onto the bed covering the whole thing.
'Oi you're sleeping on the floor'
'Really?'
'Well I've only known you for a day, how can I trust you don't just want to get in my pants'
'I don't treat women like that. I only do one night stands if she wants to and you've just made it clear to me that isn't what this is darling, and I never wanted it to be.' such a smooth talker.
'You could be lying'
'You could tell everyone I'm a scumbag that uses women, if I chose to use you'
'True, true'
'So do you trust me?'
'Yes I trust you'
'Good' he grinned with satisfaction. Cheeky sod.