* "Brother so I wanted to ask you something." William spoke over the phone.*
*"Yes brother what is it. "*
*"So I'm getting married. And I want you to be my best man."Toms was shocked.*
*"Which girl is this one? You really can't marry a girl you just meant."*
*"I didn't just meet her bro, I've been seeing her for over a year now!"*
*"Wow I'm shocked you've been with a girl longer then a month." Tom teased.*

Tom took another drink of his scotch. You were driving him nuts it's been a few days. You were whining all the time. He got that your were in morning, but they were all. And How could you love his brother that much and not know what was going on behind your back. He didn't even know what his brother saw in you. You weren't William's type. It had to be cause you were drop dead gorgeous. You just ended up with the wrong brother.

    He heard you come down the stairs it was evening you been only coming out of you room to eat or use the restroom. You saw Tom and rolled your eyes he was still here.

     "Your still here? I figured you would have left." You grabbed the scotch from the table. As you chugged the rest of the bottle.

      "Yes, and I was drinking that." Tom hissed. As you grabbed another bottle from the cupboard. You looked at Tom as you opened the new bottle.

        "Well it didn't have your name on it." As you took a swig of the new bottle.

         "Is your plan to drink yourself to death?" Tom glared. This was the Second night you happened to start drinking.

       "Yep that's the plan." You smiled. As you attempt to down the rest of the bottle in front of him. Tom got up and in a few quick steps he was in front of you.

       "Darling, please don't do this. Give me the bottle." Tom reached out his hand to you.
   
       "Make me." You snipped. Taking another drink. Tom took the bottle. You whined. "Tom give that back!" You huffed, as you reached up. Tom held it out of your reach.

        "Darling your done for the night." As you jumped up against him still trying to get you bottle. He set it down and picked you up. You squirmed.

      "Put me down." As he walked you to the table.

        "Y/n, your being you unruly. I'll put you down if you'll stop." You nodded as he put you down. Then you went for it.

        "Will you stop man handing me." He had a hold of your waist but you manage to get free.

         "Then will you stop drinking and acting like a child."  You grabbed the bottle from his hand and started to drink it again he took the bottle back from you. You whipped around and glared at him.

       "I will do what I want Tom! If I want to drink my pain away then I will. You are not the boss of me."

         "Well this is not the way to do it. I don't know what my brother saw in you. I can't believe he would marry a stripper. " Tom had no patients for you today. That was it you had it with him your hand made contact with his face.

       "How dare you i em no stripper. You asshole. I have a masters in criminology."
You went to smack him again. But he grabbed your hand. You went to strike with the other but he grabbed that to. Your eyes blazed with anger. But before you knew it his lips were on yours. The kiss was angry and needy. As you started to relax he let go of your arms as you kissed him back. Then you realize what was happening and pulled away. Then you smacked him.

      "How dare you. Really!" You screamed. He had a shit eating grin on his face. Even if he was holding his face where you had smack him. Oh you want to punch his smug face. "Fuck you. I'm not some Common stripper or whore." You were in his face. Hands push at his chest. Then you hands grabbed at his shirt pulling him to you. As your lips crushed on to his. He pulled you in to him. His hands traveled down your body as he grabbed your ass pulling you up and on the table. The kisses was heated, rough and needed. The bottle of booze feel to the floor and crashed. As Tom laid you back on the table. He could taste the alcohol. He knew he shouldn't but god did you feel amazing.

     You woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. God you shouldn't of drank most of that bottle. You laid there until you felt movement behind you. You thought was it just a nightmare, that Willam was still alive lying next to you. You turned around. And reality rushed back. Tom laid there no shirt on blankets covered his lower half. Slowly you looked down you were wearing his blue shirt from last night. You felt the rest of you body. No bra and no underwear.

    "Oh god." You whispered. You couldn't remember what happened. Did you just sleep with Williams brother. The blood drained from your face. You started to freak out as you scrambled to get out of bed your foot gets caught in the sheets making you fall to the floor with a thud. Hitting your head on the night stand. You whimpered. Tom rushed out of bed over to you. Looking at Tom you notice he was in his boxers. Your tried not to look over his lean form.

    "Y/n darling are you all right." He asks as he picked you up and put you on the bed with ease. You slapped him. "What the hell was that for. Love.

     "How-how could you! Take advantage of me in a drunken state. Man handle you brother fiancé. And then fuck her. You cock." You were about to slap him again but then he pinned you to the mattress. "Let me go you fucking ass hole."

   "If you would calm the fuck down. I will tell you that I didn't take advantage of you. Though you were enjoying the man handling. You weren't complaining last night. And you for your info kissed me if you want to know." He said in a low growl. God it was doing thing to you. You finally stopped squirming. " and I would like it if you would stop slapping me."

     "W-we didn't sleep together."  He got off of you and sat next to you on the bed.

     "Well if your mean if we slept in the same bed together then yes we did. But as in fucking you no We didn't."

    "Then why em I in your shirt."

    "You throwing up all over your clothes and it was easier for me to get you in to a shirt then your man pajamas."

       "You saw me naked!" You screeched. Tom stood up covering his ears. You immediately pulled you hand to your head that hurt you more then it probably hurt him.

     "Well I had to get you out of your clothes some how. Or you would be still in your puked soaked clothes." Tom smirked raising his hands up. " before you slap me again it was dark. Before don't get your panties in a bunch I did not cop a feel." All you Did was groan. You head hurt like hell. "You should of listened to me and not tried to drink you pain away it just caused you more pain." Tom handed you water and some Excedrin. "Take this and I'll make you something to eat."

       "And I don't have Man pajamas." You mumbled after the fact he left.

    *"good morning my sweetheart. Did you have fun with your girl friends?"  Williams voice rang in your ears. You groaned and pushed him away.*
    *Willam you are a cock." You whispered "I hurt remind me not to drink so much."*
     *"sweetheart What em I going to do with you?" William shock his head. You laid there smiling him sweetly.*
       *"Just love me and call me pretty. And come cuddle with your dying girlfriend." He couldn't denied your suffering. As he smacked you on the ass. "Please I beg you don't torture me." You yelped. Laying on you back so he wouldn't smack out butt again. *
      *"All right? all right I won't torture you." He kissed your forehead and snuggled in with you. "Before I forget I need to stop into work for a while. I will be back by dinner."*