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Shalom y'all, today's chapter is dedicated to @tearyvirgo, thank you so much for your amazing comment and support when I made my announcement about my YouTube channel. In case y'all didn't see it, I started a YouTube channel and I just wanted to thank y'all for your support. Now I'm done, here's the next chapter...
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I awoke the next morning to feel a strong arm draped across my waist. Twisting slightly so I could see, the slight before me was beautiful. Tom was sound asleep. Reaching up, I traced my finger along his jawline.
Tom pulled me closer to himself and rested his head in the crook of my shoulder. I noticed the bareness of his chest and saw his shirt lying on the floor. Panicking for a half second, I looked down and saw that I still had my pajamas on. A wave of relief hit me, I sighed.
Reaching to my night stand, I picked up my phone to check the time. 6:43 a.m. Good, I thought placing it back where I got it. I can rest a little more.
Drifting back to sleep, my eyelids became heavy.
I awoke to the smell of something glorious. Opening one eye at a time, I looked around to find the source of the smell. Feeling next to me, I realized Tom wasn't next to me. Then I found it. A really, really sexy sight.
Tom was shirtless over a pan, cooking pancakes. He was humming along to Look Alive by Drake which was playing through the Bluetooth speaker on the counter. Smiling to myself, I slowly and quietly got out of bed, creeping up behind him.
Right as the words, "bitch come through! You and you!" started, I screamed them in Tom's ear.
"AHHHH! What the fuck?!" Tom shouted, jumping slightly. Strangely enough, the pancakes stayed in the pan. I couldn't help laughing, doubling over, giggles escaped my mouth. "You are so bad."
Tom shook his head, a smile on his face as he watched me die of laughter.
"You done?" he asked as I wiped tears from my eyes.
"I should have gotten that on video," I sighed, a smile on my face. "So what's on the schedule for today?"
"Comicon part 9,849," Tom shook his head.
"Aw, c'mon it's fun," I smiled, nudging him with my shoulder.
"Yeah," he smiled at me. "Breakfast?"
"Oh, yes please," I nodded eagerly.
Laura: Need to talk asap, idk when
I looked down at my phone uncertain, for some reason, her text left me with an unsettling feeling.
Me: sure, is everything good?
"Here you go madam," Tom said in a high pitched voice, which sounded kinda funny because he was British. He put a plate with a stack of pancakes, bacon, and eggs
"Thank you kind sir," I said in a fake British accent.
"That just made me want to cringe so bad," Tom sighed.
Two hours later, Tom left my room and I texted Laura to come over while I was getting dressed.
"Hey," I smiled when I opened the door.
"Hey," Laura smiled back and walked in.
"Is everything good?"
"Yeah... I just wanted to talk to you about something," she said slowly, taking a seat at the kitchen "bar".
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