a very comforting place

You're barely conscious when you feel someone rubbing their hand through your hair. You imagine it's the school nurse, you imagine her leaning over you with her great rack softly tracing her hand through your hair as she hums. It feels so good and comforting you wish you could stay like this forever. Opening your eyes you see tom's handsome face. Not a terrible way to regain consciousness. [wa...no...well...] ugh terrible week for your brain. "Welcome back to the land of the living cutie." he coos softly still tracing his hand through your hair. "Good to be back handsome." [where...the...hell...okay he is handsome but...I'm not gay!] you try to take it back but your head was still spinning and his lap was so comforting. You hear some girl whisper to someone else then some giggles. It's the cheerleaders. [Are they laughing at me?Us?!] Tom must have heard them and noticed your distress cause he shushes you and resumes his humming.

A few minutes later the coach growls like he always does before he starts any conversation. "Is he still with us?"

"Yes coach." you mumble

"Yes coach." Tom translates because no way in hell coach heard or understood you.

"Good take him to the nurse to get checked out and if she says he's alright send him home. But I expect you back for practice tomorrow! You're workin double time to make up for the practice you missed with your little nap!"

You hear tom growl his face twisted in anger, you know if you werent on his lap tom would probably kick your coach's fat ass.

"Yes coach." you groan.

"....Yes. Coach." tom translates for you. Coach stares at the two of you for a few seconds before returning to his players. "God what a dick." tom growls and you reach up and rub his face. [No rub his arm stupid...no, fuck dont rub him.]

You groan trying to sit up, he helps you and you're too weak to protest even as he wraps his arm around your waist. "Ssssorry I smell." you apologize knowing you smell like day old fish. Tom just laughs.

"Maybe I like it when you're all sweaty." tom laughs

"Did you come to watch me?" you know you never seen him there before and meant it as a serious question but in your state it sounds different, like you were glad he did.

"Yes I did cutie." Tom stops at the nurse's door giving it a quick knock.

Standing before you now was the busty nurse of your dreams. "What's his story?" she asks.

"Knocked out by a ball." tom explains what happened as he lies you down on the bed. While the nurse examined you, you couldn't help but examine tom, he was really strong, that you knew,he was cute, and sweet and he was protective of you from coach. Most guys wrote coach off as being normal but you always thought he was an ass. Tom also had a great cock. [Where the hell had that thought come from?]

You wake up again a few minutes later not even realizing you passed out until tom was suddenly gone. The nurse noticed you were awake and started shining a light in your eyes "Where's tom?" you asked the nurse.

"I sent him back to class and called your mother to come pick you up. You're in no shape to drive." that you could agree on feeling lightheaded just sitting up. "He really likes you." she said suddenly.

"What?"

"Tom, he really likes you. He put up a hell of a fight to stay."

"Why didn't he?" you ask feeling hurt he didn't try hard to stay, and then wondering why you felt hurt.

"School policy, and I threatened to have him expelled." [Great another bitch.] you thought. "Anyway he promised he'd bring you your homework later so you can see your little boyfriend then."

You were too weak to argue anymore. Besides your mom walked in at that very moment and the nurse was busy explaining what happened. Your mom hugged you tight "My poor baby!"

"Mom!" you groan in embarrassment.

"His boyfriend said he'd bring his homework home." the nurse informs your mom.

In the car you drift in and out "What do you...think of tom?" you ask to the surprise of your mother. You'd never asked her what she thought of any girls.

"From the little time I spent with him he seems nice. But what's important is how he makes you feel."

"I like him." you admit. He was always nice to you and respected your wishes not to go all the way at the party. Most guys probably wouldn't. [What do I know about what other guys would do? I would stop if a girl said stop...I'm not a girl or gay.] You moan and close your eyes.

The next thing you knew you were home and on the couch while kyle plays games with tom. "What the he...ck."

"Mom! John is up!" your mom comes into the room with a glass of juice which you gratefully accept.

Tom pauses the game and turns to you. "Well there's my cutie." tom says sweetly.

"Come back, I wanna play!" kyle says.

"Come on, kyle, let's leave them alone for a bit." your mother rubs your hair gently making sure not to hurt your head. "We'll be in kitchen if you need anything."

"Thanks mom." you say softly sitting up.

"Is tom going to make him feel good again?" kyle asks [oh god]

"I'm sure he will sweetie." your mom says [MOM! NO!] you blush a deep shade of red, feeling like your head was going to explode any minute.

Once they leave the room tom sits down, really close to you, you notice. He takes your hand in his tracing his thumb on the back of yours. "I'm sorry." he says begging in his voice. "She made me leave. I tried to stay but she threatened me."

You felt sad for him, he was so worried, "Hey, hey," you say soothing him "I'm okay." you tell him leaning into him. "I know you would've stayed if you could." You see his eyes light up glad that you understood. His smile is so sweet. You lean in and kiss him gently. Pulling away you smile. Tom smiles back at you, kissing you some more, you push him onto the couch. Was it really so long ago you fought against this? Now you're making the advances.

The front door opens and in storms your sister carrying your keys proudly in her hands. "Hello boys!" erin mocks, you realize what you were doing and get off of tom. "Having fun?" she laughs.

"You drove my car?!" you shout, you hate anyone driving your car least of all her!

"How else was it gonna get home twinkle toes?" she laughs.

"Give me my keys!" you demand slowly standing up.

"Come and get em big basketball man!" she mocks holding your keys up. You try to swipe the keys but you're too slow. You try again but their gone. Tom stood up and snatched them quicker than erin noticed.

Tom held the keys over her head as she reached for them now. "You should be nicer to your brother!" he says finally, glaring into her eyes.

Erin grumbles "Fine, John remember if you ever want to borrow my clothes, just ask." she laughs as she leaves the room.

"Saving me again I see." you say taking the keys from him.

"Do I still get a reward?"

You knew what he wanted, so you leaned in to kiss him when you hear your mother clear her throat. "Oh, I uh, that is we..."

Your mother cocked her eye and tutted, she knew what you were doing. [What WAS I doing?]. Kyle ran in "Finally!" and sat in front of his game. "You better come sit down or I'll play without you!" he called back to tom.

"I better go." tom said walking towards the door. "My folks are probably wondering where I am anyway."

Your mom smiles at him offering her hand."Don't forget dinner sunday, and thanks again for bringing John's homework."

Tom shook it "No problem." you walked him to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow. I hope." He kissed your forehead gently and you returned a kiss to his cheek, "Bye cutie. By kyle!" he shouted to your brother.

"Bye tom!" he shouted back as you closed the door behind him.

Your face turns from the smiling loving face you'd unknowingly reserved for tom and turned to your mom angry. "God mom! How could you embarrass me like that!"

"You know I don't like P.D.A." she tells you.

"God mom he's my boyf-" you cut yourself off [No no no no!] and storm off to your room. [The hell is going on with me. I don't have a boyfriend!] you throw yourself in bed.

You did make out with him at the party [I was drunk!] And went on a date with him. [It wasn't a date!] he paid for everything. [I'm going to pay him back.] You already did. [When?] In the arcade, the bathroom. [No! I was...he...] and then you played footsie with him [He played footsie with me.] and he came to your practice with the other girlfriends. [...] And then made out with him on the couch. YOU pushed HIM down and kissed him. [...] With a lot of tongue. How far would you have gone if your sister hadn't walked in? What would your mom have seen?

"...he's my boyfriend." you relent, as far as boyfriends go you could have done a lot worse at least. You hear a knocking on your door. [Great!] "Who is it?"