Twelve - a guest

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Y/n's pov

'AHH WHAT THE FUCK! Oh it's you Tom, you scared the shit out of me'

I chuckle, but when I focus on the boy in front of me my eyes widened and I covered them really fast with both my hands

He has just got out of the shower, his hair are still wet while he's drying them by brushing a towel in his head.

At least he's wearing pyjamas pants, but only that..

I caught a glimpse of his abs before covering my eyes, I didn't know he had abs

'What are you doing' he asked looking at me confused

'Ehm I need to, use the loo'

'You look like that one monkey 🙈' he chuckled

'What? Whatever just get out already!' I hissed

'Okay okay' he said moving out of the door and walking towards his room

I got inside the bathroom and locked the door

'Well, that was a view' I mumble to myself

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I had a strange dream, I always have strange dreams, but this one was different.
It felt so real.

I was being pulled by my wrist by someone.. it was a boy but I couldn't see his face.
I remember feeling like I was scared , fighting back so that he would loosen the grip.

I woke up short breathed with my heart pounding .

That was an odd dream

It's 7:30 am, still pretty early but I can't sleep anymore.

I walk to the bathroom and luckily no one's there.

I fixed myself real quick, you know,to look at least decent and walked towards the kitchen.

I notice Tom drinking his coffee while reading a book he was holding with his left hand.

'Morning' I said walking towards the kitchen counter to make some coffee

'Morning' he replied still really into his book

I positioned myself in the kitchen island beside him and started having my lovely breakfast

'So that you know I'm having a guest staying tonight' he stated still looking at his book.

A guest? Does he have friends other than the two dorks?

'He will be arriving soon' he concluded

Oh so is a he, I hope he's cute

'Oh okay' dipping my biscuit in my coffee e feel an awkward silence

I tilt my head towards Tom and he was looking at me with narrowed eyes.

'What?'

' don't flirt with him' he stated

And at that moment the door opened, and a boy entered the kitchen

'Why would I fff-..' I say but then I turn my head towards the guest

'-uck'

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