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↳ 34. IRL

TOM PUSHED THROUGH THE doors, ignoring all the stares he got after entering loudly. His eyes scanned the room, the rock music blasting around him as he tried to find her. People around him stared, obviously knowing that he was underage and in a bar, it rose some brows while others looked away.

Tom walked past a few people, getting offered a drink, to which he declined. He kept looking around, not able to find her until he found a mop of dark blue hair on the counter top table, seemingly looking around his own age. Honestly Tom was glad at the sight.

He was in a sketchy environment and was grateful to find someone, seemingly around his age. Tom softly tapped the persons shoulder and asked, "Excuse me, he you seen-"

"Tommy!" she slurred

Tom's eyes widened when the blue haired girl turned around and ended up being Geovanna. "Geo?"

She smiled and giggled quietly, "You c-came!"

He couldn't believe the sight in front of him. Geovanna drunk in a dimly lit bar, with blue hair with running mascara and eyeliner, not to mention that her dark red lipstick was smudged. Her clothes made Tom want to rip off his shirt and give it to her with how short her dress was. Plus she looked paler, her cheekbones poking out as her eyes looked hallowed out making Tom feel a pit in his stomach at the sight.

"I am," Tom said uneasily, sliding into the seat next to her as he slowly pushed away the glasses around her.

Geovanna threw her arms around his shoulders and stuffed her face into the crock of his neck. "I-I missed you," she hiccuped and giggled silently, "your hair grew."

"And yours is blue, darling." Tom chuckled quietly, finding her drunkenness entertaining. "Hey, how about we go now, hm?" he wrapped an arm around her waist in case she fell.

"To Grandpa?" she asked in a small voice, almost as if she was a child that was caught making a mess.

"To Grandpa." he nodded.

Geovanna sat for a moment, removing her arms from his shoulders as she looked up at him in thought. After a while she gave him a small nod, her sober thoughts slowly coming though. Tom smiled and helped her up, the two of them laughing on their way out because Geovanna kept tripping over her feet and Tom had to carry her out.

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"Her hair is blue,"

"It's shocking I know, but she pulls it off in a way."

Jude laughed at Tom's comment as the two waited for Geovanna in the living room. Tom had successfully taken her home to an angry, but worried and caring, Jude. They got her sober after an hour or so since she didn't drink so much and she was a light weight. But at the moment Geovanna was showering, trying to get the blue dye out of her hair, since it was temporary and she only got it because Will said it was cool.

Tom and Jude had ranted on about their dislike for Will. Both of them taking turns and listening to the other as they listed the many things about the horrendous boy until the conversation changed to Geovanna and Tom's work.

"You know Tom," Jude sipped his beer and looked at the british boy across from him, "I can't thank you enough for bringing her home."

Tom smiled bashfully and shrugged, "I always keep my promises."

"You're good for Geo," the older man smiled and chuckled, "wonder why you like her so much."

"W-What? No, pft." Tom shook his head, his face turning red, "She's just my friend."

Jude rolled his eyes, "I wasn't born yesterday, Tom. I see the way you look at her. I had the same look on my face when I met Geo's grandmother."

"Why does everyone- Jude, I don't-" but Tom immediately sealed his lips shut after seeing Geovanna enter the living room with wet brown hair and a blanket over her shoulders. He looked at her, like he really looked at her.

The thick eyeliner and running mascara were gone along with her dark red lips, leaving her face fresh, clean and beautiful. She wore a baggy shirt with pajama shorts and purple fuzzy bunny slippers.

"How ya feeling, munchkin?" asked after Jude snickered at how long Tom was looking at his granddaughter.

"Good, kinda tired honestly." Geovanna yawned before pulling the blanket closer to her body. Minus the killer headache she was having, she was happy that she was here and not at some crack house with a passed out Will.

"I should get going anyway." Tom got up, wiping his hands on his jeans after he pulled his gaze away from her and felt Jude smirking at him while he drank.

"No!" Geovanna said too eagerly, leaving Jude to smirk wider and give his granddaughter a knowing looking. She blushed and cleared her throat saying, "I mean... it's pretty late out and you shouldn't be driving this late and-"

"Okay," Tom chuckled and looked at her grandfather for approval.

Jude nodded and got up from his chair, moving towards the kitchen and called out before he vanished to his own room, "Whatever floats your boat, kiddos!"

And with his door shut, Geovanna rushed towards Tom, disguarding her blanket and wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her head in the crook of his shoulder. Tom didn't even hesitate to engulf her in a hug, his arms hugging her body close to his as his head hid in her damp hair. He pressed his lips towards her forehead as a sign of affection before sighing softly.

"You scared me," he mumbled against her forehead.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered, her hot breath against his skin making Tom feel chills go down his back, "I'll never do that again."

"You better not." he pulled her closer, never wanting to let her go and was afraid that the warmth of her body against his would leave forever.

Geovanna pulled back slightly and brought her arm out, holding up her pinky finger near their faces and said in a small voice, "I pinky promise."

Tom chuckled softly, a soft smile falling on his lips as he followed her actions and wrapped his pinky finger around hers. "I like these promises."

She grinned happily and then hid her face into his chest as one of Tom's arms hung around her waist as the other stayed by his side, his pinky finger holding Geo's.

"And Tom?" she mumbled quietly.

"Hm?" he hummed, his head resting against hers as their bodies slowly began to sway side to side.

"Thank you,"

"No, thank you."

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cuteness happened bye :-))) #tomavannaisslowly (veryslowly)risingagain

and omg i updated the covers and i love them sm, especially this one.

p.s. i made an anthony mackie fic, y'all should check it out even though it won't start yet :-)))

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