✔ Scars. (Book One) ✔

Chapter Twelve

His hand continued up under my Guns N Roses top and up to my bra, He pulled it down, As it was strapless, He didn't need to unclip it before he pulled it down, His hand returned back to my left breast, His fingers, Well, Whole hand, Was really cold, Which felt kinda nice, While his other hand had moved up my leg, Up my thigh and was now resting half on the side of my leg and half on my ass.

As he had me pressed so hard and tight up against the door, He didn't need to support my legs, So I wouldn't fall. He was still kissing me, One of my hands still rested on his face while the other was still twisted in his hair, Pulling his face to mine.

'STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! HES FRIENDS WITH JAMES! STOP! STOP! STOP!' I was screaming to myself but I couldnt. I wanted him, I really did. I wanted him lying on top of me, I wanted him sooo bad. All while he kissed me and hugged me and made me feel loved. Not that James didn't make me feel loved, But there was something different with Tom, Maybe it was the fact I knew he would never put his hands on me to physically hurt me just for a bit of fun. Granted, James doesn't do it unless he's drunk, But still.

Oh my god, I think im starting to like Tom more than James!

Wait... WHAT.

James is my boyfriend, Even if I do like Tom, I'm not supposed to think that. But then again, Im not supposed to be doing THIS with someone else other than my boyfriend anyway.

Tom moved his hand off my chest and moved it up to rest on my cheek. He pulled away, So we could breathe. He had a smile so wide on his face. I stared into his big brown eyes and he stared back into mine. We stayed like that, Looking at each other for what seemed like forever.

'Owwwww....' I whispered suddenly, Snapping him out of his daydream. He looked me over to see if I was hurt, When he didn't see anything, He looked back up to my face.

I was in a little pain but not much. I felt bad that he was worried for no reason. His eyebrows scrunched together as he looked at my face.

'What! What's wrong?' He asked Sounding worried.

'Nothing...It's just...Ummmm...You're kinda digging into me...Hard' I said, Blushing with a small smile, Embarrassed smile. He still looked confused, He looked at me and pulled his head back in confusion. I was still blushing, As I looked down at his 'Area' which still had my legs wrapped around it. He followed my gaze down. An understanding expression washed over his face.

He stepped back, But, So I wouldn't fall and hurt myself, He placed his hands on my waist and set me back down on the ground.

I'm so sorry' He said, Looking down as he stepped back from me, So we were no longer touching at all.

'It's ok.' I whispered, As I stepped closer to him and put my hands on either side of his face. He looked at me and smiled.

I leaned closer to him, He got the message and met me half way, He kissed me as I kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me, Hugging me, Holding me so close like he was afraid if he let go I would leave him and he would never see me again. He picked me up again and carried me over to the sofa, He put me down, And got on top of me, Pulling my legs up so that my feet were resting flat on the sofa but my legs were bent at the knee.

He was lying between my legs. Resting one hand on my upper thigh with the other resting on my cheek. I moved my hand down his body to the bottom of his shirt. Pulling on it, He got the message and pulled away from me to take it off, Throwing it on the floor next to the sofa.

As soon as he did, I felt my eyes going wide, I couldn't look away from his tattoos. I love tat's, They are so sexy. Tom was looking down at me, But I didn't care, I lifted my hand and touched his bare arms, He had his hands flat, Resting them on either side of my stomach, I rubbed my hand up and down both of his arms, c*****g my head to the side and smiled as I ran my eyes up and down his body. Wow, He's so sexy.

'Having fun?' He asked me, Smiling as he watched me, Watching and touching his body. I was totally spacing and loving the view that was sat above me.

'Yeah' Was all I could say, And even that was a whisper. He just smiled and leaned down on me, He started to kiss and nibble on my neck, Moan after moan came out of my lips as he found my weak spot, Till he pulled away and leaned back to look at me.

'What?' I asked, Worried that I had done something wrong.

'Take your hoodie off' He ordered, But he didn't say it in a possessive way. In fact, he whispered it, Almost like a plead. I did as he asked and looked back at him. He shook his head and smiled.

............' No' he sighed, still shaking his head. 'still too many layers' he said as he lifted my GNR top over my head and threw it down next to his shirt on the floor. I was left exposed to him as my bra was still halfway down my stomach from before, he unclipped it and threw it on the growing pile of clothes on the floor.

He kissed his way down my stomach and back up again. He rubbed his hands all over my exposed body, which made me moan, again. Then he lifted my arms and put them above my head, he ran his fingers up and down them, before he placed his hands in mine, hocking our fingers together. He lifted his head once again to look me in the eyes. His face just inches from mine, he smiled before leaning in and placing a small but loving kiss on my lips.

I closed my eyes and smiled. When I opened them again, Tom was still looking down at me. He breathed in and let out a long deep sigh. God, I love him. OH MY GOD! I DO love him. Do I tell him?. I thought about it for a moment. Tom had gone back to kissing my neck. No, Im not going to tell him.

I was pulled out of my train of thought by the feel of Tom's hands making their way back down my arms over my breasts and down my stomach. one hand rested on the side of my stomach while the other made its way down to my jeans before it slid down the front of them and my underwear.

His hand was rubbing me between my legs. His fingers were causing my body to react in a way that it never had before. I'm not an i***t, I knew what was happening, it just never happened to me before. I NEVER let James get this far. So, Why am I letting Tom?. I don't even know him, but at the same time, I feel like I have known him forever, but I was glad its Tom and not James causing this, making me feel so happy.

One of my hands flew to the side of the sofa, As I dug my fingers in, Hard, Because of the pleasure I was feeling, While I wrapped the other one around his neck pulling him down to kiss him, before moving it to rest on his back. I moaned into his lips and I felt him smile. He moved his fingers faster, which caused me to moan more and more, till I reached my peak and whisper-screamed his name while digging my fingers deep into the back of his shoulders. I knew I couldnt full-on scream out because someone might hear us if they come back to their rooms. Tom was so happy at this that he kissed me harder.

He started to stroke me with his fingers again, I closed my eyes and started moaning again, but he stopped. My eyes opened and I looked at him. He smiled and nodded at me, I close my eyes again. He moved his fingers down to my opening, He slowly circled it, Before he slowly pushed one of his fingers into me. My eyes flew open and I let out a sharp gasp. Tom stopped kissing me and moved to my ear. He shushed me.

'Don't worry, Just relax', He whispered to me, as he continued. I nodded and closed my eyed again, he continued doing it for another 5 minutes, but he added another finger. I reached my peak at least two more times before he stopped. My left hand hurt so much, as I had been digging my fingers so hard into the sofa. Tom leaned forward and brought his lips to mine, but instead of kissing my lips, he kissed my snakebite lip rings. I smiled and he smiled back. He's so sweet.

'PLACE OF HOPE AND NO PAIN PERFECT SKYS AND NO RAIN...'

My phone rang, Tom pulled away and I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was James I looked at Tom before I answered it.

'Hey James, What's up?' I said I looked up at Tom. He was sat on top of me, with his arms folded across his chest. His eyes boring into mine? He wasn't happy. 'sorry' I mouthed to him.

'Hey baby, Listen. We're stuck in traffic. There's been a car crash or something' He said.

'Oh my god, Are you all okay?' I asked. I sat up a little but Tom was still sat on me and wouldn't budge...

'We're fine, we're just running a little late. We'll be back in about an hour, Ok?' He asked I could hear the guys messing around in the background.

'Yeah. Ok babe, See you later'

'Ok, Love you'.

Oh god. Why did he have to say that? I don't have a problem with it, but with Tom here and all.

'Katie, are you okay?' He asked

'Yeah, yeah, no, I'm fine. I love you too, bye' I said, and he hung up.

Tom looked at me, he was so angry. He was looking straight into my eyes.

'I'm so sorry Tom' I said, trying to get him to stop acting like this. He rolled his eyes but he still had his arms crossed over his chest.

'Tom, come on. don't be like this, please.'

'Did you have to do that' He snapped at me.

'What?'

'Yeah, Ok babe, I love you' he copied my words and put on a stupid girly voice while doing so. He was being so nasty to me.

Why does his moods change so much? One moment he's nice then he's not, then he is, then he isn't. GOD! I could feel the tears start to burn my eyes. I tried to blink them back, but some of them flowed over and fell down my face. I looked away from Tom's stare. I covered my bare chest up with my arms. Tom was still so angry. I was embarrassed for him to see me at the moment. I looked at the floor, Tom was still sat on top of me.

'You don't have to be so nasty, Tom' I snapped, but it was a whisper. Normally, if I got upset or cried, Tom tried to comfort me or try to say sorry but he didn't, He just sat on top of me, boring into my eyes. I hated it.

'Really. No need?!' he shouted. I flinched, but I never looked at him.

'You know what, f**k this.' He said. He climbed off me and picked up his shirt. I stayed lying on the sofa, but I was looking up at the lamp on the wall, I won't look at him. I still had my arms over, covering my exposed breasts and to my dismay, I was still crying. Tom put his shirt back on, I knew he was looking at me again. I could feel the tears flowing, Quickly down my face. He didn't say a word.

I heard him huff and walk away. The door opened and slammed shut again. He slammed it so hard I felt it go through the floor. He was so pissed. I even heard another door slam shut down the hall.

I turned over so I was on my stomach and pushed my face into a pillow and just cried. I don't know how long I was like that for, but it was a while till I stopped.

I can't believe I let him go that far. Me and James hadn't even got that far yet. and he just left me, just because of ONE phone call. It's not my fault, but the thing that upset me the most was that I knew if he came back into this room right now, I would forgive him with just a snap of his fingers.

GOD! I'm so confused.

I guess I should get up and get dressed, I don't want James to come back and see me like this. He would ask too many questions. I decided to go and get a shower. I grabbed some more clothes from my draws and headed to the bathroom. I got washed and did my hair and got out again. I got dressed and decided to take a little nap.

I got into bed, under the nice, new, clean sheets and quickly fell to sleep.

I had no idea how long I was asleep for but when I woke up again the room as pitch black. I turned over and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It read 10.07pm. s**t!

I had slept the whole day away. I turned the lamp on. I stretched and looked down. There was another piece of paper. I opened it;

Hey Kate,

James sent me to come and get you, but you were sleeping. I didn't wanna wake you, looked too sweet. We all decided to hang in Tom's room tonight so we didn't bother you. Come on down when you wake up. Its the one on the far end of the hallway.

Michael x

Awwww... Mike was so sweet. I got out of bed. I didn't want to see Tom but I don't have a choice. I put my converse high tops on and grabbed my hoodie off the back of the chair as I ran out of the bedroom.

I walked into the living room and grabbed my phone, Which I left on the table after James' stupid call this afternoon, and headed out the door. I closed it quietly behind me and made my way down to Tom's suite..........