Storyline: late
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"Come on, babe were suppose to be at the party in a few minute's" y/n shouts at her boyfriend who was just sitting on the couch watching golf.
Tom doesn't move instead he continues eating the bag of chips that were placed on his lap and turning up the volume, she throws a pillow at him hitting the back of his head.
"Ow, love" he whines.
Y/n stands in front of the tv crossing her arms and glaring at her boyfriend that didn't see anything wrong with what he was doing.
"After I get out of the shower you better be up" she snaps.
"Can I join you" Tom says before smirking then smiling at the end.
"If that will get you up then sure" y/n says making her way upstairs.
"Deal" he says before getting all excited and following closely behind her.
At first y/n had only told her boyfriend that so he would eventually get up but her cheeky boyfriend wanted to full around before leaving. She walks into there shared bathroom before turning on the water and plugging her phone into the charger, as the music was blasting through the bathroom.
Tom had later entered as y/n was feeling the water waiting for it to get boiling hot since that's the way she liked it, her shirt started coming off with it as his hands had stopped hers.
"Here let me help you with that, darling" his voice says low.
A smile appeared on her face feeling his hands pull off her shirt and touch against her skin the butterflies start forming knowing exactly what was going to happen next.
"Tom were going to be late" y/n says slowly.
His breath was tickling her neck at this point as his mouth came in contact with her neck gently leaving small kisses along it, her eyes roll back as Tom's hand was now gently wrapped around her neck.
Each piece of clothing was off lips were attached to that piece of skin groans were left from her mouth and occasionally his now they both were under the hot water.
Y/n's choice of music was beaming in the background as the mirrors were covered in steam not caring if they were late or not, her hands were tangled into his now wet hair as his hands were roaming her body left and right.
There foreheads were pressed up against one another as the shower head was now hovering over them and spraying water on top of them both, her blurry vision could still see her handsome boyfriend perfectly even if water was getting in the way.
Tom smiled at his girlfriend as the water was falling on the both of them planting a kiss on her lips as her hands fell on each side of his cheek and his hands fell on her waist. He pulls her against him closer than before and holds her close just for a few seconds.
The water and music being in the background as the only sounds they could possibly hear was one another's heartbeats, they both had made there way out of the shower after cleaning one another off as y/n and him were both wrapped up in some towels.
His was just around his waist as y/n's was around her chest covering the certain areas, they both looked at one another in the mirror before him slightly pulling down her towel.
"Tom no" she says pushing his hand away.
Tom smiles again before kissing in the spot that made her crave and want more as her refection was in front of him seeing her eyes roll back.
"Okay but this will have to be a quickie" she says looking at her phone.
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"Sorry were late" y/n says walking into the party.
Harrison and Sam both help her with whatever she had in her hands greeting her along the way as Tom was behind his girlfriend holding the beer in his hands.
Harry had went to go help Tom seeing a bit of bites along his neck slightly chuckling as his confused brother was looking back at him.
"What's up, mate" Tom questions.
"I can see why you guys were late" Harrison cuts in.
Y/n looked at him confused and so did Tom as hickeys were planted on her neck from her boyfriend just a few minutes ago.
"Oh you nasty people it couldn't just wait" Jacob says looking at her neck making the 3 boys start chuckling.

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