~My Bitch Boy~

~10~

Y/n pov
(Let's make this timeskip a few years)

"Good morning Tommy," I said behind him, he shreaked and almost fell out the window, I laughed,
"WHAT THE FUCK," he screeched, I laughed harder,
"Damn woman, I COULD'VE DIED," he said in an annoyed voice, once I stopped laughing I started to talk,
"I was wondering if you want to go to the par-" I was cut off by my phone buzzing, I looked and mom amass calling,
(M=mom) (y=you)
Y-"Yes mom?"

M-"Can you come to the house we have to talk,"

Y-"Okay, I'm on my way,"

M-"Can you bring Tommy too?"

Y-"Yea, of course,"

Then she hung up, I looked at Tommy and he was confused,
"My mom wants to talk, i have no idea about what but here we go," I said explaining the situation to Tommy,
"Um, okay?" Tommy said obviously confused, we walked next door to see my mom and my brother at the table, me and Tommy sit down and my mom begins,
"Y/n, Josh, We are moving back to America,"my mom explained,
"WHAT?!" Tommy and I blurted out, I got up out of my chair and ran outside, I started to cry, I heard the door open, and I saw Tommy in the doorway, i lunged myself into his arms,
"Hey, its okay, it's okay," I started crying more as I wrapped my arms around him tighter,
"Shhhh, I know it's hard, but we can still call," he says putting his head on mine,
"Tommy, I don't want to go," I try to say but my face was in his chest,
"I don't want you to go either," Tommy says reassuring,