Sam was wondering what exactly she was supposed to be doing. Now that she had cleaned the floor in every room and polished every surface not to mention solved the issue of the lumpy couch by turning the cushions over there was nothing to do other than sit on said couch and go back to endlessly watching daytime TV.

The cleaning had helped her keep her mind off of Tom for long enough to actually start thinking straight again, but TV programs hadn't gotten any more engaging since she last watched them a couple of days ago and Zoe was around 2 hours late. One part of Sam's mind was happy for this, as she would definitely be talking non-stop about Tom for the next few hours and Sam needed a break but she couldn't stop thinking about him anyway so it didn't really make much of a difference.

She was worried that the reason Zoe was late was because there was something more wrong with him than a hangover. Maybe they were in the ED and Tom was lying in the same bed she was a few days ago, or maybe he was dying of alcohol poisoning. Sam shook herself and grabbed the TV remote, flicking through the channels before settling on the teletubbies because it was noisy enough and stupid enough to keep her distracted from her thoughts.

It was this particular program that Zoe was greeted with after ringing the doorbell and walking into the living room as soon as Sam let her in.

"Er… are you feeling alright?" She asked as she watched the teletubbies jumping around on the screen for a moment.

"Yeah It just helped distracting me from… never mind. How was he?" Sam asked, trying to keep every hint of worry from her voice.

"He's… He's upset. He's saying that if you don't want to see him then he'll move away so you don't have to see him." Zoe replied.

"What? That's not what I want at all!" Sam nearly shouted.

"Then I think you better tell him that because he's under the impression you hate his guts." Zoe said sadly.

"I… Can I borrow your phone?" Sam asked, already holding out her hand.

"Sure…" Zoe replied as she fished it out of her handbag and handed it to her.

It took Sam mere moments to find Tom's number in the contacts list and hit dial. It took far longer than a moment for Tom to make the effort to answer, however.

"Zoe if you've called to shout at me again, don't. I get it, I'm the jerk who-"

"Uh.. Hey." Sam said as casually as she could muster.

"Hi." Tom replied, awkwardness clear in his voice.

"Don't move away." Sam said calmly as she fought to ignore the butterflies in her stomach.

"Sam if me being here is awkward for you then-" Tom began.

"No. You're my friend. I want you to stay." Sam said forcefully.

For a moment Sam swore she could hear Tom's thoughts, as she heard him thinking about the fact he had called her a friend and almost caught the pang of disappointment at the word. In reality all Tom did was sigh.

"Sam are you sure? I'll still keep my distance." Tom said.

"Don't worry about keeping your distance. Come around this evening and we'll have dinner." Sam said before her mind had caught up to what she was saying.

Sam glanced over at Zoe before listening to Tom's answer, as her mouth was a perfect 'O' shape.

"Are you sure about that?" Tom asked awkwardly, "I mean I don't want to make things any more awkward…"

"I'm sure." Sam said with a definite air.

"Well ok then… I'll see you tonight." Tom said.

"See you then." Sam replied before disconnecting the call.

"What the hell?!" Zoe hissed as soon as Sam had handed her phone back.

Sam stared at the floor for a moment, trying to work out what had happened. Had some primal instinct just taken over and caused her to think about dating Tom because he was the hottest available guy she knew? Was this instinct just her mind playing tricks or was it something more sinister like a brain tumour? Was she going mad? After all, she had just thought she could hear Tom's thoughts though the other end of the phone.

After deciding that her previous trail of thought was ludicrous, she stood up straight and stared at Zoe and said,

"Because he's my friend. He's been there from the beginning and I don't want to lose him as a friend because he's attracted to me."

"And what is this dinner proves to be the most awkward thing known to mankind?" Zoe asked pointedly.

"It won't be. We'll make this thing work."

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I think you're all going to like my next update! See you next weekend!