*The Next Morning*
Tom's PoV

"Wake up sleepy head," I wake up to Jordan's face right above mine. I raise my head only to hit his.

"Ow fuck," I rub my head.

"Hehe sorry, today your coming home," he says with a huge smile on his face.

"That's today," I yawn.

"Yeah," he pecks me on the lips then runs over to where our cloths are.

"B but," I whine holding my hand out.

"What," he laughs grabbing some cloths.

"You can't just leave me hanging like that," I moan.

"What do you mean," he laughs throwing me some cloths.

"You you doing, ugh never mind," I say throwing my hands in the air. He starts to laugh at me, "you know laughing at people isn't nice Jordan."

He laughs more, "I'm sorry," he sits on the bed clutching his stomach.

"Stoop," I push him.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry," he looks up at me.

"No your not just shut up," I say and try to get up. But fail as I haven't walked in a few days, I fall on my face. Causing Jordan to laugh.

"Hahahaahah," he falls on the ground by me.

"Stop," I laugh slapping him, "help me up." I put my arms up and wait for him to get up.

"Nah I think I'm good," he says standing up walking away.

"JORDAN PLEEEEEEEEEASE," I yell as he walks out the door.

"Ugh fine,"