"What did you call me?" I asked in shock.
"I-I said love. It's a British thing..." Tom blushed.
"You've never called me that before," I stepped closer to him.
"Maybe I've never seen you that way until now..." Tom said in a hushed tone. We were no...
I have a supppppeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrr dope playlist for writing this story. Do you guys wanna see it? I could list the songs and share my spotify account with yall.
Lemme know!!
Kitkat
Imma just some songs I've been vibing to and put * by my favs:
*If I Can't Have You by Shawn Mendes (Which is basically Tom's whole freaking mood)
"You almost done Z?" Tom's voice and a knock on the bathroom door yanked me out of my thoughts.
"Um, yeah! I'm just fixing my makeup!" I lied, hoping they didn't think I had diarrhea or something.
"Okay," he responded, and I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in. Suddenly, my phone 'ding'ed and I glanced down.
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Crap... I mean, I do like Liam. He's nice. And hot. But he doesn't know me like Tom.... Wait! Why am I trying to choose between them? It's not like this is The Hunger Games or something. Tom is your best friend. Best friends don't date. So, we are going on this date with Liam!
(WARNING, IN THIS NEXT SCENE LIAM ASKS Z OUT AT 8, I AM AWARE THE TIME AT THE TOP IS 8:31. I LITERALLY JUST REALIZED IT AND I CANT RLLY FIX IT WITHOUT DOING EVERYTHING SO... DEAL! K LOVE U. ENJOY)
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