𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲

Fifty Five | Dark

Y/N

"Please can you come in?" Tom whined, resting his chin on the edge of the pool, pouting at me with puppy dog eyes and his wet fringe dripping down his forehead.

"Tom, you're both drunk and naked in our rental pool," I chuckled, setting my empty drink down on the side table next to me.

"So? You're drunk too! And the walls around us are so tall and there's literally no way anyone could see," he frowned.

"It's not about that. I just- Wouldn't it be weird with him?," I laughed, seeing Timothee swish his arms around on the surface of the water completely distracted.

"You're just scared to be naked," Tom taunted.

"You know me Holland, I'm never scared of being naked. It just might be strange for Timmy," I shrugged.

"I don't care, you can't see anything under the water anyway, literally it's just a skin coloured blob of a body, we can't see anything," he shrugged.

I took a deep breath and sighed deeply, shaking my head at Tom and struggling to hold back my smile. Tom and I took the week off in Los Angeles to live spontaneously, to do stuff we usually can't do back in our day to day lives. And I guess this was spontaneous enough to put on the list of memories.

"Okay, as long as you're fine with it Timmy," I nodded, slowly getting off the outdoor lounge.

"I'm perfectly fine with it. Like I said; everything is blurry. If Tom is cool with his girlfriend naked then I'm all cool," he laughed.

"Oh dude, I'm so laid back about that shit. Like, Y/N, you can do whatever you want. Like just be open with me about it you know? If I'm annoying you just like tell me straight up. Or like... If you're at a bar and wanna bring a third person home with us then just tell me. I'm so chill. I mean, I was too chill before Zendaya. I was like a party boy and then I dated her and became a bit of a grandpa, and now I'm a blend of both," Tom laughed.

"Bro, tell me about it! It's like, I'm thankful for the learning experience but fuck I just want to be young and do crazy shit still. She's like a forty year old woman already," Timothee agreed.

"Sorry wait go back a second... Did you just hint towards a threesome? Alright Tom you are way too drunk," I laughed.

"I mean it's a bit weird to bring that up whilst naked with another guy right now but like, I'm just being open with you darling. Maybe now isn't the best time to have brought that up but fuck it," Tom cackled, making Timothee laugh with him.

All this talk about Zendaya is making me feel a little bit down now.

It's funny how infectious Timothee's laugh is. Whenever he chuckled or giggles or bursts into a hearty laugh from the bottom of his stomach, you can't help but laugh alongside with him. I hadn't ever really spoken all that much with him, just casual small chat whenever I found myself standing next to him.

They both covered their eyes as I started to pull my pajama shorts off under the oversized t-shirt I was wearing. Although, Tom was quick to seperate his fingers quite obviously and watch me undress further. I just shook my head, ran alongside the edge and dove into the deep end.

They were right, skinny dipping felt liberating and freeing, especially with a few drinks in your system. And at night, it was really really difficult to make out anything under the water. There was a bright glow of light from inside the house but outside, it was just a few decorative lanterns and stringed lights woven amongst the trees.

"Look who decided to be fun and join the party!" Timmy taunted as he opened his eyes.

"It's refreshing to finally be with a girl who does fun shit like this without a fucking hundred page contract from lawyers," Tom joked, covering his mouth and raising his eyebrows at Timothee.

"Oh dude! Fuck, she was always so professional. Like everyone thinks she's so laid back and fun but fuck me, she doesn't even drink!" Timothee whined.

"Guys, come on. No more bitching about Zendaya... I barely know her but like, I dunno, I don't want to be naked with two of her exes whilst talking about her all night," I laughed, feeling semi-uncomfortable about the topic.

I won't lie, Zendaya is very intimidating to me. She just seemed like the perfect girl. She's more than a triple threat, she's just a million-ouple threat. It gets to me sometimes when I see stuff online from fans comparing me to her, saying I'm not as good as her or that Tom is using me as a rebound.

I haven't talked to Tom too much about it, mostly because I brought it up, cried and then decided not to talk to him about it anymore. Because realistically there's nothing he can do about his past, he can't change the fact he dated one of the most famous, beautiful, talented women on the planet. I didn't want him to feel bad about his past either.

"Sorry, it's like, the biggest thing Tom and I have in common at the moment. But you're right, let's move on. Hey Y/N!" Timmy yelled excitedly.

"Hey Timmy!" I yelled back, Tom laughing at us both in the meantime.

"You need more alcohol!" He laughed, swimming to the end of the pool where he and Tom had an open bottle of vodka.

"Okay!" I yelled back again, taking it from him and shaking my head.

These boys are bad influences. I'm kind of surprised they weren't friends even before the whole Zendaya thing happened; they get along so well.

They drink. And they drink hard.