It started as hook ups with you and Tom, it was long yet it felt quick, than you'd leave, it was supposed to be a one time thing, considering that Tom does it with groupies, but something about you were different in a way, so after a week, he texted you again. The hooks up turn more recent, and you leaving disappeared, instead, you were allowed to stay for the night and leave by morning, untill you were allowed to stay for more then one night which surprised you, but quickly got used to it. It felt more like an relationship than just a hook up. But you and Tom would never admit it.

The only 'reason' he started hooking up with you, was because you are also a Rockstar, you also play rock guitar but you aren't in a group, you are solo so you are by yourself. You also skate (on a skateboard), and have made many songs that Tom likes. Literally.

Clothes were on the floor, you and Tom had already finished, and were just laying in bed, your hand on his bare chest, your fingers following invisible circles. Tom were laying next to you (no shit he was.) His hand on waist, rubbing a small part of your back, his dreadlocks gently pressed against the pillow.