Right, I apologise behind hand for any typo's that may occur as I am typing this on my iPod. The story isn't great so sorry about that. However, I do hope that is can be enjoyed.. Maybe a little bit but I haven't posted a story in about six months so this is more than likely shockingly bad. Anyway, if I haven't put you off, read away.
The night before had been a wild one, both Tom and Sam drinking a little more than they both had expected however the largest surprise of the night being the fact that their family orientated game; Rock, Paper, Scissors had ended in a kiss of which swiftly resulted in the duo getting a taxi back to Tom's house where they both spent the night, and it's safe to say neither had much sleep.
Sam arose first, immediately she placed a hand to her hand, one as the result of the beaming sun shining through the quarter shut curtains and the second reason being the almighty headache she had, most likely a result of the volume of alcohol consumed the previous night. Sam let out a small sigh as she used her other hand to wipe her eyes in a pitiful attempt to spring some life into her awoken figure. Sam then slowly finished wiping her eyes and raised her arm, stretching it as you did so and much to her surprise brushed a figure next to her. Sam then rapidly turned her head to look at the sleeping figure next to her.
"Shit" Sam whispered, she had completely forgotten about the nights events and most significantly forgotten the fact she had kissed you gone home with Tom. Sam scanned his features, his brown locks ruffled out of place, one hand squashed tightly up against his face, and much to her surprise he happened to be facing her, she abruptly looked for where his other arm lead and as she followed it she found it wrapped around her, once again, she didn't notice. Sam raised her eyebrows to herself, another wash of confusion clouding her thought pattern, had they spooned? Sam sighed to herself, they must have done however she was unable to remember anything from the night before, she looked around, their clothes scattered around on the floor as she simultaneously and as a reaction pulled the cover further over herself checking she was covered up as she slowly lowered her hand that had once brushed Tom and moved it onto her lap. Sam LAYED thinking for a few moments, what should she do? Leave him without saying anything? Just go back to sleep and pretend she had never woken up? Stay in the bed and wait for him to wake? Sam contemplated all three, no matter which option she was to choose, each situation was more than likely going to lead to a rather awkward conversation. Sam sighed once again quietly to herself, a frown now evident on her beautifully featured face and without thinking went to stand up.
"Leaving me are you" Tom croaked sleepily while moving an arm towards the now spare space in the bed as Sam instantly stopped, her feet and legs now out of the bed as she sat on the edge, her naked back facing him as Tom frowned to himself and run a hand through his hair, ruffling it in a failed attempt to flatten out his locks. Sam instantly froze, as her stomach did a somersault, a wash of nervousness now completing her.
"I.. Ermm... I was just Ermm..." Sam stuttered as she finally came to a halt, stopping herself mid sentence as Tom laughed to himself under his breathe as he slowly sat up, and slowly wriggled closer towards Sam. On arrival, Tom placed a hand on Sam's bare back, causing her to jump slightly at her touch however remained facing forward a small smile etched on Tom's face at Sam's response.
"So what happened last night?" Tom whispered slowly while moving towards Sam's ear as she tilted her head away from him slightly, a look of apprehension now on her face.
"I.. I can't remember" Sam stuttered although more sure of this answer than the last one and this response caused Tom to laugh out loud to himself, as he slowly rubbed his head gently against the back of Sam's, once again causing her to jump at his touch.
"Take a wild guess" Tom teased as he slowly edged his lips towards her neck, quickly taking his free hand and sliding the hair in the way of her neck to the side. Once done, Tom slowly reduced the gap between his lips and her bare, hair free neck and pressed a soft kiss onto it resulting in Sam to tilt her head to the side once again, however much to her surprise tilting it enabling Tom to kiss her neck. Tom gently placed another small kiss on Sam's neck, lower down this time as Sam swiftly bit her lip stopping her from letting out a small but audible moan.
"Tom.. Stop" Sam near whispered, a speck of sweat now evident on her forehead as Tom slowly and reluctantly moved his head a few centimetres from Sam's neck, a small cheeky grin plastered on his face.
"I can't do this.. Not with you" Sam murmured while placing a hand on her head, as the grin on Tom's face slowly began to fade and reappear into a small but vacant frown.
"You can't do what because-"
"This Tom.. I can't do this, us in bed together, you kissing me, I can't do it.. I'm sorry, I think I should leave now" Sam interrupted while quickly standing up causing the hand that was once placed on Sam's back to fall onto the bed as she sharply started to retrieve her clothes and get dressed. Tom shook his head to himself and swiftly stood up, not before walking over towards Sam and attempting to stop her from getting changed.
"Sam stop.. Please" Tom pleaded while placing a hand on hers enabling himself to stop her from fully pulling up her skinny jeans. Sam sighed to herself as she slowly stopped fighting his hold and awkwardly looked up at him, his eyes darting around finally meeting her gaze, the two both standing gazing opposite each other awkwardly for a few seconds.
"Sam I don't want things to change between us.. Or become awkward.." Tom reasoned, purposely keeping the relationship and hardcore touchy feely stuff away from the conversation. He knew Sam wasn't good with that of which nor was he in all fairness.
"Okay.." Sam whispered gently as a small smile slowly begin to form onto Tom's lips, his eyes piercing fiercely into hers.
"So.. We forget this ever happened?" Tom questioned of which Sam sighed at. She didn't want to get things, but she had to think of the whole picture, that picture including Dylan. Sam slowly nodded of which Tom then sighed at, the smile slowly disappearing off of his lips.
"Fine.. Just answer me one question, are you forgetting this because it was with me? Or are you forgetting it because of the whole Dylan situation?" Tom questioned, his voice restricted and anxious as Sam awkwardly peeled her gaze away from him, finding a spot on the wall and focusing on it.
"Tom.. I.. To be truthful, it's a combination of the two, because of the whole Dylan situation it can't be with you.. Last night, even though I don't actually remember what happened it can't have happened with you, you and Dylan are close and well.. You know the situation.. It's just easier to forget it and anyway, we were drunk" Sam explained, slowly turning back to look at Tom, a clear thoughtful look painted on his face.
"Right, so you saying if this was to happen with someone else then it wouldn't be such a problem because I don't think-"
"That's exactly what I'm saying Tom, your the closest person to Dylan at the hospital, this would wreck him and we may be divorced, but I still care about him Tom, we were married once.. So I'm just putting last night down to the fact we were drunk and your a womaniser" Sam interrupted and Tom instantly scowled at the term womaniser. Although he did know Sam had a point, however he believed this time was not the correct time to brand him such a thing. Without saying a word Sam pulled her arm out of Tom's hold and slowly began to get dressed and much to her surprise Tom didn't stop her, he just stood emotionless and watched her.
"So.. I'll see you at work then?" Sam questioned awkwardly while walking towards the exit of the bedroom and glancing over her shoulder at him.
"Yeah you will" Tom answered simply with a small but awkward smile and Sam shortly nodded her head at him and exited the bedroom, her legs carrying her down the stairs and straight out of Tom's apartment. On hearing the door close, Tom sighed to himself and walked over towards the bed, collapsing onto it on arrival and clenching his fist slightly.
"Well isn't today's shift going to wonderful" Tom muttered to himself and then slowly stood up once again and silently walked over towards the shower, and began his preparation for work.
Well, there's the first chapter, I don't know what to make off it, or whether this should just be a one shot. So, Let me know if you would like this to be continued or not.. Anyways, Thank you for reading!