After lugging your suitcase back upstairs, you had decided that you would take your own room for the next couple of days, just to allow yourself to settle in. Tom understood, which you were grateful for. As you were unpacking, the bottom of your suitcase finally on show, your door opened, revealing Tom standing against the wall. You turned around with a smile, "Everything ok? I'm almost finished"

"Yeah, uh, there's a party going on tonight at my friend Harrison's house, care to join me?" he asked, sauntering over to you. You thought about it for a moment, before nodding confidently. "I don't really have any 'party' suited clothes though"

Tom looked down into your drawer, before reaching into his back pocket. "Here, take this and go get yourself something for tonight. My treat" he smiled, handing you a band of cash, thicker than a dictionary. Your eyes almost flew out of your skull and rolled around on the carpet.

"T-Tom, as nice as that is, I can't take that money from you" you stuttered, kindly rejecting the money. Tom took your hand, opening your palm and placing the money between it, folding your fingers shut before you could reject. "Sure you can. You can pay me back later anyways" he smirked, leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. You'd been dumbfounded before, but this man made you weak at the knees. Your mind could only begin to escalate as to what he was referring to. You weren't stupid, you knew.

Tom left after the gentle teasing, letting you unpack the rest of your clothes. From what you could project, putting together what you had already seen; Tom was going to either play hard to get, or beg for it. So far, he seemed hard to tease, the little movement earlier didn't faze him once. But, you weren't sure yet how hard you were going to have to try. You knew he could breath and you'd be pooling for him, but you were unsure if things were going to work the same way.

After finishing unpacking, you shoved your suitcase under the made bed and looked around the room. This room seriously needed decorating. Room decorations, Tumblr and being antisocial could never go so well together, as you pulled out your phone and began searching the internet for some display ornaments. You pictured some candle pots in the shape of small animals, made of pottery and where painted white. You wanted some fairy lights for sure, if you were going tumblr you were going all out. Some grey fluffy pillows maybe?

It took you almost an hour to get yourself out of filling your basket anymore, as you now had over 100 items placed in there, some clothes some decorations. You didn't even want to look at the price. After selecting 'pay at the door', you entered your email and then it asked for your delivery address. Shit, what's his address?  You walked out of your room, phone still in hand and trailed your feet down the hallway to Tom's bedroom. Opening the door, your eyes met with Tom's shirtless body standing in the limelight of the window. For a moment you could have sworn you went to heaven and back.

"Y/N!" You were snapped out of your dream to the sound of Tom shouting your name. You looked forward to see Tom looking back at you, a smile on his cheeks. You were practically drooling over him. "I-Uh-S-Sorry, uh, could you enter your address, please?" you mentally face palmed as you handed him the phone. He nodded, taking it from you and entering his details. Handing the phone back to you, you saw a smirk climb onto his cheeks.

"Someone's a little excited" he teased, turning to face you. Your eyes shifted between his and where he was looking. Looking down, you saw you'd become quite aroused, your nipples hardening beneath your shirt. "Well that's one way t-"

You were cut off completely as your back was slammed against the wall, a bang echoing throughout the whole of the second floor as Tom hungrily sucked the life out of your neck. Had you finally caught his attention? You felt like fireworks were going off in your stomach as Tom continued his movements. You couldn't help but let your hands travel to his toned abs, your hands falling down them as he sucked on your skin harshly, you knowing all too well there would be a dark, purple mark there by the evening. His hands ventured up your shirt as he kissed higher towards your cheek bone, his hands slipping your bra down your stomach and massaging your breasts gently. You couldn't hold back, and let a moan escape your lips. It was quite, but just audible enough for Tom to quip up a comment.

"You like that?" he teased, stopping so he could look you dead in the eye. You were falling apart underneath him, and he'd barely touched you yet. You nodded eagerly, biting your bottom lip harshly, the skin turning white under the pressure. Tom smiled at what he as doing to you, breaking you slowly. Just as Tom was about to lean down and bring you into the kiss you'd been waiting for, the door bell rang, filling the room with disappointment.

"I bet that's my clothes" you sighed, the butterflies in your stomach slowly dying away and Tom edged away from you. "This isn't over" he smirked, before leaving you against the wall, a hot, out of breathe, aroused mess. This boy was most certainly going to be the death of you. If not that, the cause of a life changing orgasm.

Hours had passed and Tom had to leave for work, his real job out of town. While you were left alone in the house, you decided it would be appropriate to explore a little. Tessa followed you around eagerly, watching your every move with curious eyes.

To slight disappointment, Tom didn't seem to be hiding anything. He didn't have any secret doors or passage ways. Who am I kidding, he's not from Hogwarts. The last room you checked was the TV room, seeing the boxes piled up everywhere again. You found it to be a little suspicious for you to go snooping around in them, so you left them be. However, there was something that caught your eye. Wandering over to the window ledge, you saw a small photograph. You recognised Tom immediately, he hasn't changed a bit. But you didn't recognise the other people in the photograph. You presumed them to be his mother and father, maybe his brothers or friends. There were some people in the background, a blonde hair blued eyed boy leaning on Tom's shoulder, and a blonde haired girl standing next to him.

Your hadn't imagined what Tom's real life was like. The present is always like a fantasy, you make it up as you go along. But, you wondered what Tom's childhood was like. How he grew up, what were his traits? What made him smile? What made him laugh? What made him cry? What were his passions in life? There had to be more to him than he was giving. Considering the fact you both barely knew each other, you decided it would be best to figure out how each other worked, and not just in the bedroom. You knew Tom could take you down with the snap of his fingers, but you also found yourself wanting to be weak at the knees from laughing so hard. You wanted him to be the cause of your happiness. But was it going to work the same way?

So many questions...

You left the room untouched and headed back into the living room, awaiting Tom to come home again. Sitting down on the couch, you turned on the TV where Age Of Ultron was playing on one of the channels. You settled for the movie, despite having seen it so many times you could practically mime the words out loud in sync. Tessa soon joined you, lying against your stomach as you placed your head down on the couch and settled into the pillows, all the while the scent of Tom filling your nose.

You woke just under three hours later to the smell of what you presumed was bacon cooking. You lifted your head slowly, not wanting to over balance yourself. Tom's figure met your eyes as you sat up, and he handed you a glass of water. "Hey, you fell asleep" he smiled, sitting down next to you.

"Oh, yeah I guess I was pretty tired" you smiled, taking a sip of the ice cold, filtered water before placing it down on the glass coffee table. "You don't have to come tonight, get some rest if your tired"

"Nah, I'm okay I guess I just got bored and ended up falling to sleep. Besides, it's been a while since I've had a good night out" you smiled, looking over at Tom. He nodded, brushing a loose strand of hair away from your face. "What was your childhood like?" you sprung the question on Tom. He shifted a little in his seat, asking himself why you would question it. "Hey, I don't have a gun to your head you don't have to answer me" you giggled, noticing how he became uncomfortable.

"What? No, no it's just... I don't really get on with my family anymore so I kinda try to.. Forget what happened in my childhood" he bit the inside of his lip, his knuckles tensing together.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of" you placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "My parent's had had enough of me by the time I was three" you chuckled, ensuring Tom that you understood his situation. "I know what it's like to come from a past your not particularly proud of. But, look where you are now" you gestured to the room you were sitting in, the beautiful decorations, and Tom. "Look what you've accomplished"

Tom looked around the room with a smile, before falling back to you. "Your amazing, you know?" he smiled cheesily, making you blush. "I've known you just over seven hours and already your bigging me up"

"Well i'm right aren't I?" you took another sip of your water, sitting back on the couch. Tom shrugged, before looking down at his watch. "The party starts in an hour, maybe we should go get ready?"

"Sure" You nodded, placing your glass down and giving Tom a quick peck on the lips. Like he said, you had known this man just over seven hours, and already you were falling head over heels for him. You felt a spark ignite when he opened up to you, like he trusted you. You felt like you'd known him for a lifetime.

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