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"Stella throw it here!"
"Over here Stella! Over here!"
"No, no! Here!"
About 100 shrieking women were gathered outside the venue, stopping traffic as they all pushed and shoved. They were all trying to position themselves best to get the bouquet, which Stella was about to throw. All the guys at the side looked very scared. Dan slipped a £50 note into Horatio's hand.
"50 says Carrie punches Rose," he whispered.
"You're on," Horatio grinned back. Rosa cast them a worried look, she didn't like the expression on their faces. Of course they hadn't told her about the gambling.
Aneisha was in the throng of the crowd, Keri next to her. She rolled her eyes. What she would like to be doing was fighting an enemy- preferably KORPS. Her intuition was tugging at her, telling her something was going to happen. She was, however, extremely reluctant to ruin Stella's day with more 'protecting the country' reports. She bit her lip, too distracted to notice a colorful array of flowers hitting her in the face. She spluttered, completely unaware that the whole crowd had gone silent.
She was holding the bouquet.
Immediately, everyone looked over to Tom. He was stuffing his face with the wedding cake (after letting Frank and Stella take a bite out of it of course- he wasn't a pig), frosting all over his face.
"What?" stammered Tom. "I didn't do it!"
Aneisha groaned, shoving the bouquet at her friend. "Here. You have it. I'm definitely not marrying HIM."
"The sheep totally got into the river by themselves," he carried on denying/confessing. "I wasn't teaching them how to swim."
"When on earth did you get near sheep?!" Rose gasped.
Aneisha tried hard not to facepalm. Tom began looking shifty, before shouting, "DAN DID IT!" and flying off on a broom cackling. Or at least that's what he thought. He actually just ran away like a deranged person. Dan had a strange sense of deja vu, suddenly he was seeing Frank running away screaming about ponies... He shook his head and smiled. Tom hyper could cheer up anyone any day.
"Please help me get out of this," Aneisha sighed. Her parents, who had come to the reception to see their daughter, smiled a little nervously. The boy was a genius, but everything he was in being smart and hacking, he lacked in common sense and, well, normal... ness. He was polite and kind, but a bit out of it.
"Don't worry dear," her mother said kindly. "All men are like this." She added in an undertone, "Your father couldn't match up a pair of socks if his life depended on it..."
"Yes, but one day I will marry Tom," she complained. "And sometimes I wonder how I ever fell in love with him in the first place."
Aneisha's mother smiled. "True love does make you question your sanity. But it just goes to show, if you can look past it and love all his... um... quirks, then you can get through anything together."
"I guess so," Aneisha said quietly. "I love him because he's an idiot."
Meanwhile, Tom had finally calmed down. With a tired groan, he wiped the cake off his face, slumping on a park bench. He was in Hyde Park, nearer the outskirts of London. How he managed to run that far in the space of 20 minutes was beyond him, but he knew it would take a lot longer to get back. Maybe he could call Dan... or his parents. He took out his phone, speed dialling his dad.
"Hello, son. What is it?"
"Dad? I'm in Hyde Park, near the Hodder and Hyde building. Do you think you could come and get me? Only I strayed too far and can't get back."
A chuckle from the other end. "Alright, Thomas. Sit tight. I'll be there in a mo."
Tom closed his eyes, tucking his phone into his pocket. He was unaware of the eyes watching him from across the park, a man with blonde hair and pale skin, looking at him interestedly.
A couple of hours later, as it got dark, Tom was still lounging over Aneisha's desk chair as they just talked and laughed. That was the best thing about Tom, Aneisha decided. You could talk to him about anything, and he would only offer his best advice.
He pushed himself off the desk with one hand, causing the chair to go whizzing across the room and crashing into her bed. He was launched headfirst onto it, flopping next to his girlfriend. Aneisha roared with laughter, rolling around, clutching her stomach. Tom joined in after a second. Somehow, they ended up with Tom holding Aneisha against him. She blushed, gazing up at her boyfriend, revelling in his warmth.
Tom sighed, brushing a lock of hair out of Aneisha's face so he could lose himself in her warm, brown eyes. Without meaning to, he brushed his lips against her cheek, resting his forehead against hers. Aneisha snuggled closer to him, wrapping her arms around him.
"I love you," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "I love you so much."
"I love you too," she whispered back. Suddenly, there were too many layers between them, and she tugged at his jacket, pulling it off and throwing it aside. His hands found her waist, and he kissed her slowly and reverently, as she ran her hands up and down his arms, noticing the slight muscle that had appeared.
"You've been working out."
"You've been getting irresistible," was his reply, kissing her nose. She undid his belt, surprised when he pushed her back.
"What's wrong?" she asked, confused. He looked at her, hands folded in his lap.
"I don't think we should go there yet, Aneisha..." he explained. "I'm not sure if I'm ready for that stuff yet."
"That's fine," she smiled, curling up next to her boyfriend again. She placed her hands over his, yawning. "If you're not ready, we won't do anything. But stay."
Tom smiled down at his girl, new feelings arising in him as he hugged her close to him again. But he knew, no matter what, that love was always what he'd feel for her, amongst these strange new ones. He would never let anything hurt her.
After another hour or so, Aneisha was fast asleep. The day had worn her out, and she had completely forgotten to tell Tom about her nagging feelings that something was going to happen to him. So, completely unaware of Aneisha's CORRECT intuition, he gently placed her on the bed, and made his way downstairs, calling goodbye to her parents.
He stepped outside into the cold, fresh air of the night, and began making his way down the street to his house. The stars twinkled down at him, but they weren't light enough to unmask the danger hiding in the night.
And that's the end of that! Reviews?
