Parties.
Title: Don't Go
Author: georgiacanflyy
Rating: T
Pairing: Sykecest
Summary: Tom not a big fan of parties, maybe this one will change his mind.
Warnings: Boys kissing, a swear word or two. Nothing big.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone mentioned in this story, Also I don't own the lyrics
used for some of the words and I don't own the cut.
Author Notes: enjoy?
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Parties, Drinking, Sleeping. It seemed to be a endless cycle in the Sykes household,
that’s all that ever happened,
Sure Oli liked it, but what about Tom?
Tom was quite, he wasn't a big fan of the parties Oli threw,
for starters, It was just to much noise altogether something always manages to get broken.
People are doing things carelessly, that why things get broken.
Ever since Tom can remember, he's been a big hater of Parties.
Always has been always will be.
This one party though might change his mind.
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I looked around the room, searching for Oli. I have had enough of this lame party.
All that has happened is that I have been barfed upon, split drink upon, and grinded upon
all night and frankly, I’m sick of it. I honestly just want to get to bed, but that’s impossible
when I can't find Oli anywhere, stupid brother!
I speed walked it all around the party, carefully dodging drunken messes. I must have spent
at least an hour looking for him, Where could he be? I then started to ask people, I was getting
sick of waiting. I asked Matt, and of course his answer was "Hey little man, want to dance?"
and then he started groping me, which earned him a slap. He glared at me then lazily walked
off to find some less sober person.
In the end I just gave up, I don't even know why I went looking for him to be honest with you,
I don't need his consult to go to bed? I guess I'm just used to asking him. Whenever it's not
a party; that rarely happens. Me and Oli spend the night together downstairs watching a
bunch of Disney movies and eat a ton of popcorn, cheesy I know! Anyway, I would always ask
him if it’s alright if I go to bed, it became a habit I guess.
I made my way through the crowded room, and went up the flight of stairs to my bedroom in the attic, at this
moment in time I was quite happy my bedroom was the highest room in the house. I can block out the noise..
I opened my bedroom door, to find something I wish I haven't. I was shocked and angry.
There Oli-, Oliver was, with this slag and they were practically making love on my bed. I felt like crying, even though
they knew I was there, they still didn't stop. I ran up to Oliver and pushed him off the bed. Making the girl look confused,
I pointed towards the door, yelling at her to get the fuck out.
I went round the side of the bed where Oliver fell off, standing above him.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing?!" I asked angry. I crossed my arms, waiting for him to answer me.
"So, have you got an answer?!" He looked confused.
"Erm, hey tom?" He answered.
I think I snapped then, I punched him the face. Blood poured from his lip and nose. I don't think I've ever
been this mad. Oliver looked in a daze. "OLIVER! WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!" I demanded.
"What does it look like" He croaked rubbing his cheek.
"It looks like you were about to screw on my bed!"
"Well then, that's it" He replied smugly.
"Can't you do that on your own bed?! Sometimes I really hate you, you are so insensitive! I honestly don't even kno-" I was cut off by something on my lips. My eyes were closed, I was scared of opening them. Then, I felt the lips being removed from mine.
"Don't be jealous Tommy, You would have liked it to be you and me right? Not some trampy whore?" He winked, seductively.
I felt hot, really hot. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. Somehow i was being back into the wall. His arm was just above my shoulder leaning into me. I could feel his hot breath tickle my lips. This was so wrong, but it felt so right.
He whispered in my ear "Tell me that you need me, because I need you so much, tell me that you love me because I need you so much, tell me that you won't leave me because I need you so much. Don't go, stay with me."
He leaned into my lips, his brushing mine. I leaned my head up a little to capture his lips.
This is so wrong,
This is so wrong,
This is so wrong,
This is so right.
He titled his head a little, meshing are lips together in a sweet, blissful kiss. He licked the bottom of my lip, asking for an entrance, which I gladly gave. His tongue entered my mouth, and meet with mine, we were both in a battle for domanice, I easily lost though. His fingers laced through my hair, his soft, soft, fingers.
He grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the bed, we both landed on it. Him onto of me. The kiss deepened becoming more passionate. I moaned into him.
After a good couple of minutes, hotly making out, we both sperated due to lack of air.
"Wow" Was the only words that lefted my mouth. We were both panting. But words had to be said.
"What happens now?" I ask
He stayed silent.
"Between us" I ask again.
"We could try this" He blushed. "No body must know though." He stroked my face.
"O-ok" I squeaked
He kissed the top of my forehead and clasped next me, still panting.
We both turned to look each other in the eyes, we both smiled.
"I really hope this does work"
"I know it will" He smiled, reasuring me.
I guess this turned out to be a good party after all.