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It might be the way that you're always staring at me If I stay or if I go and risk everything

If there's half a chance we'll make it, then it's not too late to try

Tom's POV
I slept on the couch that night, after realizing that Maggie didn't get that much sleep last night at her old place. In the middle of the night, I woke up after hearing a noise. I quickly grabbed a hockey stick that we have by the door. It turns out that it was Maggie in the kitchen. She had opened the fridge and that was when I saw that she was in one of my shirts. It was huge on her and I was happy knowing that she was with me and that it wasn't a dream, like I dreamed for, well, years. She closed the door and saw me standing there with the stick "Jesus Christ" she exclaimed. "You're the one yelling at me? You scared me." "So is this what you do to all the female guests, you freak them out when they are in the other room?" "Mags, we don't really have that many guests of the female persuasion, we have a neighbor that has an obvious crush on Andre." "Well don't let me keep you up" she said as she went off towards my room. Quickly, I grabbed her arm and pulled her into a hug and then kissed her. And we went to bed. I chose the side that she was on, knowing how protective she is about that. "Tom, that's my side" she said and I pretended not knowing that "Well, come sleep on top of me" I expected her to force me to sleep on the other side or start picking a fight. But then I realized that it was 1 am and she willingly went into my arms. That was the best night's sleep I had in a while, knowing that I was going to wake up with the girl of my dreams in my arms.

Maggie's POV
Last night was pretty weird. I got up around 1 to get some water and I opened the fridge door to get the cold water, since I didn't feel like getting the weird lukewarm tap water, and when I closed it, Tom was on the side with a hockey stick, like I was a robber. "Jesus Christ" I said "You're the one yelling at me? You scared me" "So is this what you do to all the female guests, you freak them out when they are in the other room?" "Mags, we don't really have that many guests of the female persuasion, we have a neighbor that has an obvious crush on Andre" "Well don't let me keep you up " I said as I went off towards Tom's room. As I was turning, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into a hug and kissed me. Then we went into his bed. He was on my side of the bed "Tom, that's my side" I told him "Well, come sleep on top of me" and I went into his open arms and I had the best night sleep I got in a while that night. I don't think he knew how much I love it when he calls me babe or Mags.

Notes

Heads/Tails- Hotspur

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