Chapter 1:
"Tom fetch me a towel will you?" Sam shouted from her upstairs bathroom after realising the other towel was in the wash, as she stepped out of the shower. Tom heard and grabbed a towel from the cupboard downstairs and brought it upstairs and knocked on the door. "Yeah bring it in!" Sam said loudly. Tom laughed and said, "What's in it for me?" still standing on the other side of the closed door. Sam sighed smiling, "Well I'm not wearing any clothes..." She beamed to herself. Tom paused a second before opening the door grinning widely.
Sam grabbed the towel quickly and wrapped it round herself, then purposely flicking water from her hair at his face. Tom groaned and wiped his eye. "Lovely." He replied. She smiled and laughed at his facial expression. He walked closer to her shaking his head at her and laughing. She placed a hand on his cheek with the other holding the towel around her, and kissed him gently. He kissed her back but then pulled away when her soaking hair fell in his face. She laughed at him. "Didn't think you were the type to pull away Tom." She winked.
"Maybe when you've dried off!" He replied smiling. She smirked and walked out of the bathroom towards her bedroom, saying "Wuss..." on the way out. He paused trying to think of a comeback, but couldn't find one, so just watched her walk into the room, before heading downstairs to her lounge himself to wait for her.
He had sat watching TV for about twenty minutes, before she walked down the stairs in her pyjama bottoms and a vest. "Where were we?" He grinned at her as she sat on the sofa, before she could say anything. He placed his arm along the back of the sofa behind her. "Bit eager aren't we?" She smiled into his eyes. "Maybe if you didn't take so long. I mean who can blame me?" He looked at her smugly. "Anyway, I don't think eager is a bad thing."
"Maybe in your world." She said leaning towards him. "Doesn't stop you though does it?" He grinned leaning in so their mouths were about an inch apart. Sam silenced him with a kiss. He kissed her back and it grew passionate.
At that same time a figure passed the window closely, causing a shadow to travel across the living room floor, but they were too involved, with eyes shut, to notice. They were in mid-kiss just a couple of seconds after when the doorbell rang. "One minute." Sam stopped and smiled, and placed a finger against his lips, leaving Tom's mouth in a pout. She headed to the door still smiling slightly, oblivious to whoever was outside. She opened the door but froze suddenly when she saw a person with dark glasses, face covered by a scarf, and a hood over their head. Holding a gun. And pointing it at her face. She felt her hands automatically raise up. "Tom..." She said softly, as a tear ran down her cheek.
I know it's quite a big cliffhanger! Don't worry, I'm already halfway through Chapter 2, so the wait won't be very long! If there's any questions please ask! If you have an account I'll do my best to reply via PM. If you are a guest I will reply in the next chapter! Please do review! I really appreciate them! I won't be changing the storyline based on any review requests, as I've already got the story planned out. So all that's left for me to say is - Enjoy! C x
Afternote: I will be continuing with my orher fanfictions! It's not the end for those! (Read summary)