You all know the beginning and middle – their end. So here's my end – extended end :D
He had said his piece. She had walked away. He was left standing there; thinking, should he follow her or not? What should he do now?
He rushed out of the staff room, hoping to catch up with her.
He marched through the reception area. He reached forward one hand and spun her around, when he got hold of one arm.
She looked shocked for the second before their lips crashed together. She placed a hand on his shoulder and the other on his chest. He settled his hands down on her waist.
People around them were astounded. They were pleasantly surprised, you would guess, with smiles on their faces.
She pulled away. He looked down at her. "Tom, this isn't going to..." She didn't get t o finish. His lips had once again found hers.
This time she pulled him closer; he did the same to her. People were applauding and cheering.
They both pulled apart moments later. Upon hearing peoples reactions, they laughed. She fell onto his chest, delight evidently with her. He, too, was happy. The same evidence on him.
She gently tugged on one of his arms and dragged him forward. She guided said arm around her, and he held her close. Their spirits were high as the walked out of the department.
"So, where do you want to go?" Tom asked, beaming down at her.
"I thought you wanted to go to the pub?" She questioned as she looked up at his face.
"I said did you want to go for a drink." He said, still smiling. "And now I ask, where do you want to go?"
"We could go back to mine?" She wondered.
"Sounds great," he exclaimed. "Lead the way," he ordered in a joking way.
She laughed. He grabbed her hand and rotated her around; in the famous romance dance pirouette move. He pulled her towards him; letting her fall onto him. She leant up and kissed his lips once again. They broke away. He looked into her eyes and smiled. She returned it.
"Come on," he hauled her with him as he walked on, kissed her forehead, and then put his arm around her shoulders and brought her closer to him.
They laughed all the way back. Every now and again Tom would lean down and kiss her on the lips, forehead or cheek. They always walked close to each other.
Eventually they arrived at Sam's. They walked up to the door. Sam stepped away as she rummaged in her bag for her keys. Tom kept his eyes on her all the time, as if she was going to go somewhere. He kept smiling.
He snapped out of it when she said, "are you coming in?" They both burst out laughing.
He followed her in, closing the door behind him. It made him smile even more as he remembered that just a few nights ago, he had asked if he could stay.
He wandered into the lounge and took his jacket off, then hung it over the back of the sofa. Tom walked round the sofa and sat down in the middle. It suddenly crossed his mind, where had Sam gone?
As if on cue, Sam entered the room – with her coat removed. She came and sat next to Tom. He wrapped his arms around her and looked straight at her, a smile continuing to grace his lips.
"What?" She asked, dumbfounded.
He chuckled. "You're beautiful."
She looked down with a shy smile. He moved one hand to her chin, and lifted her face to look at him again. He bent forward and claimed her lips repeatedly.
Tom pulled away after a few minutes. "Are we together now? You're choice," he asked with his voice full of hope.
"Depends," she teased. Tom worried she would then say no. She pushed her lips against Tom's and said, very excitedly, "yes."
Tom gave her a kiss once more and then another and another. The kisses soon became more passionate. They stood up, without breaking their embrace, and made their way to Sam's bedroom. Like before.
Sorry that it was crap, but hey ho :/ :D