stand by your man

You sat on the toilet holding the tiny matching purse erin had **** on you, having to remind you that girls clothes dont have pockets, now thankful that she did as you took out your phone.

"I can't believe you did that!" tom's voice carried through the door. You never heard him sound so angry.

"I didn't do anything. I asked her some questions. If she can't handle that what's she gonna be like when real trouble starts? She's already planning on running out."

"She want's to go to college!"

"And do nothing but mooch off her parents like she'll mooch off of you and if she can't she'll find someone else who will let her."

You never thought about it but tom did pay for a lot of your dates, he even bought you stuff, your parents never pressured you to get a job like your friends parents did. You were expected to go to college though and you always did what was expected of you.

Looking in the mirror at your beautiful dress and well made up face and hair you realized that wasn't true because you certainly weren't expected to do this.

"You're on my ass-

"Language!"

"You're on me about finding a girl and when I do-" tom was interrupted again by the sound of the bathroom door closing.

"Sorry I took so long. I hope I didn't miss anything." You sat next tom taking his hand half for his comfort and half for yours. His mother still terrified you but you weren't going to leave him alone with her.

The rest of the dinner seemed to calm down from the inquisition it started out as. She probed you still about your school, family and you and tom's relationship but you stood strong. You told her about erin and kyle and your love of basketball. You told her how you and tom met, which you were sure by the look on tom's face he already had, omitting the more scandalous aspects of the night.

After dinner tom took you to the door "Walk me to my car?" he of course obliged never letting go of your hand. "So...I couldn't help but overhear you and your mom yelling at one another."

He groaned "I'm sorry about her."

"I get the feeling you say that a lot. " Not even hiding how you felt about her not that tom didn't understand or even agree. "But I was thinking about some of the things she said." you leaned against your car.

"Don't listen to her." Tom wrapped his arms around your waist.

"So you don't think I mooch off of you?"

"No!" you looked away ashamed and he pulled your face back. "No. I don't." He kissed your lips softly. After your kiss broke you rested your head on his shoulder. "I was thinking of getting a job."

"If that's what you wanna do but you don't have to do it. It won't change how she sees you."

"I know." but you still couldn't shake the way her words made you feel. Maybe that's what tom meant about her. Her words may not be overt like a knife to the stomach but like a frog you'd find in the jungle a single touch can kill. "I know we never talk about it but...I don't want to be without you...ever. " You kissed him again, this one was not soft and gentle this was a tattoo on his lips so you'd always be with him even though "I have to go." you needed to get to the bookstore before they closed or else you'd have to change in a gas station bathroom again. Tom's stunned expression told you your kiss had the desired effect.

The dreamy state caused by your kiss left once you had changed in the bookstore's and donned your boy clothes once more of course.