Chapter 1
Tom closed Sam's front door - the door of No.33 - behind him. He would never forget that number, and he knew her house so well, from the several times he had been before. The problem is, things wouldn't be the same this time. For a start, neither of them had had a drink, and secondly, they hadn't exactly been getting on that well recently, much to Tom's dismay. She seemed disinterested, like there was something else there. Which is why he was so suprised she said yes when he asked, "Can I stay?"
Sam had already put her bag away, and hung up her coat and scarf. "I'm just going for a shower, okay?" She told Tom.
"Oh, alright. Is it okay if I have one after you?" He asked politely.
"Yeah of course, treat it like your own home, there's food in the fridge if you want it." She said while walking up the stairs, without looking at him.
Tom got a snack from the fridge and sat down at the kitchen table. He looked around at all the things he knew so well, finding that even the smallest of things made him smile. Sam's mug she always used for example, made him smile at the times he'd wake up before her and make her a cup of tea. Tom stood and went to the cupboard above the sink. He opened it and was happy to see his own mug he used at the back of the cupboard. It hadn't been used for a while. He made himself a tea in hope that Sam might remember when she saw the mug. Tom went to her living room with the drink an relaxed on the sofa, looking around at all of the familiar details. He looked at what was on the coffee table, a magazine and Sam's hairbrush. He shut his eyes and remembered everything. What felt like two seconds later, he heard fast footsteps down the stairs and Sam walked into the living room in a very revealing, tightly wrapped, soaked towel, and Tom couldn't help but stare. "Sorry, I forgot my brush." She lent over him and picked it up from the table. Her aroma filled the air around him and he breathed it in. She was amazing. Everything about her, was absolutely perf...
"The shower's free by the way." She interupted his thoughts.
"Uhh." He paused to recall what she said. "Yeah I'll be up after I've finished my drink."
"Great, I'll lay the spare room out for you while you're in there." She smiled slightly at him.
Tom's heart fluttered at the smile, he smiled back, and just managed to get the following words out of his mouth. "Sam..." She turned around before she walked out of the room. "Thank you. I really appreciate it."
"Being soppy are we?" She smiled at him once again and headed upstairs. He knew it. He loved her.
I hope you Tam fans like it! C x