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malarki · 3 years

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Harry Potter FanFiction I greatly enjoy (it’s just tomarry and sevitus)

Fair warning, I’m not good at describing stuff, and most of these are not complete (yet) but if you have similar tastes as I do then you’ll definitely like these stories.

Meddling of a Mischief Maker - by Athy

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5380535/chapters/12427268

I enjoy this fic because it shows a more human Voldemort with him still being an asshole as per usual. They do a good job of having Voldemort believably change into a not crazy murderous bastard haha. It also has Sirius interacting with Voldemort and for some reason I find those scenes hilarious in any fic I read.

“Harry's being a horcrux is a bit reworked here in this AU Story set during the summer after 5th year. A Mischief Maker intervenes in the Ministry during Voldemort and Dumbledore's duel, changing the course history. MorallyGrey!Dumbledore, Sirius, Restored Souls, HP/TR”

Draw Me After You (Let Us Run) - by ToAStranger @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22327684/chapters/53334382

This story is a delight, it’s tone is very good and they do a great job of writing in the characters ‘voices’ for their pov’s. I especially like the posh way Voldemort talks and acts. This story is also hilarious on top of just being a very good slowburn, AND it has Sirius, which as you might have guessed, I love dearly. They also don’t bash any of the characters, and instead make them well rounded but flawed individuals, which I really appreciate.

“Harry Potter,” comes the soft, sibilant hiss of a voice he has heard in his dreams, in his nightmares, in his waking hours for years.

Slowly, carefully, Harry twists over and pushes up onto his hands and knees. He stays there, short breath fogging in front of his face, and his pursuer lets him. Harry has no doubt of that; he’s being allowed this respite. This small moment to catch his bearings, heart pounding in his ears, blood singing.

“It seems I have finally caught you.”

Consuming Shadows - by Child_OTKW @childotkw

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7040089/chapters/16011331

I’ve read two of childOTKW’s fics and both of them are fantastically written and attention grabbing stories. This one was the first one I read, and it has a very interesting take on lily Potter (one which I really enjoy) and the plot can leave you on the edge of your seat at times. The characterization is great, and the process of Harry and Tom getting to know each other is done very well.

“His attention skipped passed the students and moved to the politicians’ pavilion. His gaze locked with crimson, and he nearly faltered under the sheer hunger in those eyes.

It unnerved him how fixated the man was on his dirtied, exhausted figure.

But what troubled him more was the slight smirk he could make out on the man’s lips. It was almost pleased.

On the night of the attack, Lily managed to escape with her infant son, but at the cost of her husband’s life. Distraught and distrusting of her friends, she fled to France with Harry, to raise him away from the corruption in Britain and the rising influence of the Dark Lord. She trains him to the best of her abilities, shaping him into a dangerous, intelligent and powerful wizard.

But when Britain re-establishes the Triwizard Tournament, and Harry is forced to return to his once-home, he finds himself questioning whether he really wants to kill the Dark Lord. Voldemort finds an unexpected challenge in the child, and as his intrigue and amusement grows, so too does the desire to possess the spark in those defiant green eyes.”

A story that is kind of similar but not really: The Train to Nowhere

You Belong To Me (I Belong To You) - by child_OTKW

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11270490/chapters/25203408

This is a story inspired by the manwha ‘At The End Of The Road’ by Haribo. A comic I read before reading this, which is very good I recommend it. They do not take the exact plot from the comic though, obviously changing significant details for it to work properly as a Tomarry Fic, but one main thing stays the same, which is that this is a body swap. Honestly I really enjoy childOTKW’s works, and this is no exception. The characterization is wonderful as always, and Harry is Fantastic. Plus I’ve always been a fan of time travel fics. (Fair warning this is another slow burn and Harry centric)

“What I find absolutely fascinating,” Riddle said, stalking closer, “is you.” He marched forward, backing Harry up until he was pinned to the cool wall of the common room. “Do you know why?”

“No. And I’ll be honest here, Riddle, I don’t particularly care.”

The taller boy grinned at him, small yet infinitely pleased. “That. Right there.” One hand rose and brushed some of Harry’s fringe from his face. “Nathan Ciro was a spineless little boy too afraid of his own shadow to dare even glance in my direction. But you…”

He leaned closer, “You look at me like you want to stab me.”

“After an accident, Auror Harry Potter wakes up in the body of fourteen year old Nathan Ciro, a tormented Slytherin who recently tried to end his own life. Seeking answers to his strange predicament, Harry returns to Hogwarts, and causes quite the stir through staff and students - especially when they come to realise he is not the same boy as before.

He tries to avoid suspicion, but as his quest for the truth draws more and more attention to him, Harry begins to think that he might not like what he will discover.”

Some Bonus AU tomarry

A Thousand Paths Among The Stars - by Haplessshippo @haplesshippo

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12015060/chapters/27191238

This is a star trek au and it’s honestly my favorite tomarry au fic. Granted, I am a huge sci-fi fan. There’s also a bit of a twist at the end, or at least it surprised me, due to the way we usually expect tomarry plots to go.

“Harry Potter, newly appointed Captain of the Marauder and son of the famous Captain James Potter, was falling apart at the seams. His crew didn’t respect him, he was lost in the empty expanse of space, nightmares plagued his sleep, and his Commander deserved the Captain position more than he did. Good thing multiple attempts on his life and a vicious warlord after his head was all it took to turn it all around.

Alternatively, that space fic in which Harry Potter almost dies too many times, Tom Riddle slowly becomes the most smitten fool on the ship, and the rest of the crew are all just a bunch of assholes with popcorn watching the show. And exploding ships, don't forget the exploding ships.”

The Matchmaker - by TanninTele

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16507676/chapters/38664089

I am ALSO a huge true crime fan, and this story has a criminal that kinda reminds me of one that might appear in Hannibal (but with less murder). I enjoy the characterization, though tom is pretty tame in this compared to more cannon fics, considering he’s not the criminal and instead an investigator. Harry is also different from how people usually portray him, but I still like it.

“'The Matchmaker' is a serial abductor whose modus operandi consists of pairing two same-sex individuals together in a coffin, six feet underground - buried alive. He isn't a killer. He's a kidnapper with morals, and Detective Chief Inspector Tom Riddle finds himself obsessed with solving the case.

Unfortunately for Tom, the Matchmaker is just as intent on knowing him.”

And on to the Sevitus Stories

Far Beyond A Promise Kept - by oliversnape

https://archiveofourown.org/works/547431/chapters/974693

A classic, Harry stays with snape and unintentionally proves all his assumptions wrong and makes snape care about him. Both the stories have this aspect, but this one has snape a bit nicer from the get go. Probably because it takes place during the third book, so they’ve only known each other two years. It’s quite wholesome though, and I rather enjoy the progression of their relationship.

“Snape never wanted anyone to know of his promise to Dumbledore, but has realised that he can protect Potter much better by taking a less passive role in the boy's training. Actually liking Harry Potter has never been part of his plan. mentor/guardian.”

Crime And Punishment - by melolcatsi

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24102232/chapters/58018174

Snape and Harry have way more of a rocky start in this one, and Snape having to pick Harry up from the police station Really Doesn’t Help Snape’s opinion of him. This story very realistically shows the progression of their relationship, going from enemies to family, and near the ‘end’ (it’s not finished) it becomes very wholesome with Snape trying to help Harry with his mental and physical health after years of abuse/ neglect.

“Harry is accused of burglary. The Dursleys leave him to rot. Dumbledore sends Snape to remedy the situation. Harry finds himself in the care of an irate Snape. Not slash, gen-fic w/ focus on Sevitus relationship. Angst galore. Warnings: coarse and suggestive language, mentions of abuse/neglect. Un-betaed and un-Britpicked.”

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peeterparkr · 5 years

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clear|17|t.h.

Chapter 17: The Carnival.

pairing: surfer!tom x reader

word count: 5.2k

warnings: blink and you’ll miss angst, fluff, swearing, almost smut

summary: tom is a dumbass, in a good way

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a/n: hi, thanks for reading this, this goes for the -6 people who still put up with my shit, thank you, and please please for the love of god please comment and reblog haha i NEED to know what you guys think, i loved writing this chapter, hope you like it as much as i did

Tom was dying. But everyone is, really. The thing is nobody really thinks about it, because we see it too far away, we see it as something that we will have to deal with later. It’s inevitable, simply inevitable. But what happens when you realize that it’s a problem you might have to face tomorrow morning?

She had seen him taking all of the pills the morning before, all the medicine. She wondered how many of those he had taken. She thought of the colours. Blue, grey, white. As if life was playing a trick on them.

And y/n was now thinking about it. Tom was alive, right now, but was he? Was he truly alive?

His life, she realized, had become a routine in a way that he was used to seeing people realizing it. How people seem to change from the fact they know that sure, he’s not going to live forever, but to when they really acknowledge it, when it hits them. To the point where they think that sure, they might not see him the very next day. She knew he was only waiting for that moment, honestly. If he were to arrive at the lighthouse, he wouldn’t even be mad. He had known about it, it was just a matter of time. Because he had seen it with everyone, with his mother, his father, his brothers, with Haz, with Lex, heck, even Jared had shown it. Everyone hits that low point sooner or later.

She had her arms crossed as she watched the sun going down, ignoring her phone ringing in her car.

Y/N needed this time by herself which truly, everyone does, at some point. But was she too crazy? Was she really that crazy for wanting so much more than summer?

She was. Undeniably crazy and selfish.

But there was some sort of comfort of it all. She was at the beach, she was away from her life, already. And maybe she could change it, she could transform it into that. Maybe her dreams weren’t just as big as she thought they would be.

Being in love was already part of her dream.

But she needed to mourn it.

Because just the days before she had seen it, she pictured herself moving to the cabin near the beach where she could paint the sunset, letting her skin be kissed by both the sunlight and Tom’s lips. And that dream didn’t sound too far away, but it was certainly impossible. How wicked of her to even dare to think about a future when she should be instead of enjoying the present?

The waves were coming for her, and the stars were illuminating her. She took a deep breath as she took in the view, what a beautiful night she was ignoring. The stars, the moon, the water. She picked up a stick and made her way to the waves.

With tears in her eyes, she drew him on the sand.

She then thought about it, she wasn’t giving up, not yet. Even if there was not much to give, even if there was nothing to give up on yet.

The ocean washed him away from it. And that just didn’t help. But the ocean gave her an idea. She realized that the ocean would be there for her because it reminded her of him. There was something in the future because it eventually would come back. The ocean would drag her back to it, and maybe she didn’t have the power to heal him, but she had the power to keep him. She had the power to not cry, she had the power to look at the beautiful night.

And running away from him wouldn’t make any sense, she didn’t have to fall back without looking at what she really needed. And it was him. After everything, it was him.

Yes, Tom was dying. But so would her hope if she didn’t live with him. She had made that mistake before, looking forward so much that eventually, she fell backwards.

Start again. She had a second chance, but only if she took it. She had to hold on to it and forget it. Because maybe there was no medicine that could heal him, but he was the exact medicine that could bring her back to her life.

Because she knew it, he still was the same person that she met without knowing about it. He was still that guy with the beautiful smile, with the white t-shirt and with the amazing sense of humour. He was still a surfer. Tom was still a guy.

Blue, grey, white.

And he could fade away, like when her colours had faded away, or he could be erased by the water just like when she drew him. And she loved him, even after all the medicine. And she knew that if she didn’t say it now there would be no time to say it anymore. There was no point in crying. There truly was no point.

And sure, she had to wait for it. It was just a matter of time. But there was no point in crying now, the tears wouldn’t make him live longer. But she had the power to make him feel alive. Because they had no time.

She ran back to her blue jeep, her phone rang again. It was from Tom.

“Y/N hey- everything okay? Why weren’t you answering?”

“I love you,” she said unpromptly. She didn’t have time to explain it. She didn't even need him to answer back. Because, they had said they were in love, but they’d never said they loved each other. Maybe she had mentioned it, but never really blurted it out. She thought about the pills, blue, grey, white.

He stayed quiet but she knew he was probably blushing. “Wha-what?”

“I love you.”

He remained quiet again. “Where are you?” He pushed. She didn’t care if he wasn’t answering. “Are you okay?”

“Better than ever,” she said as she wiped a tear-off.

He took a deep breath.

“Where are you?”

“Somewhere.”

“Y/N--”

“The lighthouse.” She clicked her tongue.

“The… The lighthouse?” He asked.

“I know you wanted to bring me here,” she was embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I ruined the surprise.”

“Didn’t expect any less. I’ll---see you in a bit.”

She sighed.

He hung up. She wondered if she had done it wrong. But she didn’t care, she needed to say it. She had said before but it wasn’t the same. She didn't know whether to leave and look for him or stay.

She decided to stay, she’d wait for him, he said he was going to see her. Because whatever that was about to happen, she still had time to look back. How it had been full of laughs, how she had been trying to deny it since day one. How she had said that she only liked him. That no, she wasn’t in love with him. But that she couldn’t deny that she liked him. That she wanted to walk along the beach with him, holding his hand and looking up for crabs and shells. That she wanted to go biking with him, racing to the abandoned house so then they could swing together. That she wanted to lay down in the sand and count the stars together.

And how it had all come to it. To how her dreams had come true, they walked along the beach, they had gone biking, and they had laid down on the sand to count the stars. And that she couldn’t deny it anymore, she loved him.

How simple her dreaming had been. How it had all started with ice cream that led to a guy with a bag of seashells, to a guy swinging her, to a guy with a very lame attempt to make her fall in love, with a boombox, with a dance and with him serenading her.

It was all a first kiss, the first feeling, it was just a guy who was meant to fall in love with a girl. It was, after all, a great summer romance that happened all too quickly. She recalled every single moment, from the terrible singing to the late nights watching him surf. How the water would fall from his hair and into his face. She remembered how gently he would trace the notes on the guitar. Everything. A smile was drawn back on her face.

Eventually, she heard a knock on her window, and then she was reminded of the day that she had realized that there was something about him. He was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of old blue jeans. Like that day her Jeep had stopped working. How unpleasant it had been to see him, yet now it was all she wanted to see.

He had a smirk on his face, a tired one.

Y/n just rolled down the window. “Yes?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

She smiled. “What?”

“Get out,” he chuckled, as he stepped back watching her as she got down. “Okay, what’s all this about?” Tom sighed, closing the door. “Why have you been crying?”

“How did you-?”

Tom raised his eyebrow. “I’ve met you enough this summer. Why have you been crying?”

She looked down. “Stuff.”

Tom approached her, making her stumble until she was leaning against the car. “Y/N?”

“It’s nothing, really,” she said. “But you can kiss me until I’m not sad anymore.”

He chuckled, as he approached her even more. “Okay, so,” Tom placed his hands on her waist. “Have I told you you’re the most unexpected person I’ve ever met?”

“You’ve mentioned it, yeah,” she admitted as she was looking into his eyes. He cupped her face with a hand as he kept looking down at her.

He pecked her lips softly. “You’re such a hopeless romantic,” he continued, as he placed kisses all over her face and neck. “You probably know every single romantic movie that’s ever been released.”

“And books, too,” she blushed, closing her eyes at his touch. He kept pecking her all over her neck but ended up on her lips again.

“You literally asked me to do something,” he looked up at her, as he pushed his hair back. “What did you call it?”

“Extraordinary?” She chuckled.

“Extraordinary,” he licked his lips, “only to get you to think about going out with me.”

She chuckled as she tried to lean over again to his addicting lips, but he pulled away. “I’m sorry.”

“I’ve been trying to catch up with you, you know?” he admitted. “I danced with you under the moonlight,” he started, “I even did the whole prelude to a kiss, how horrible that is,” he continued with a sigh. “I looked for a boombox, I danced in the middle of the street to ‘Can’t take my eyes off of you’.”

She grinned, blushing.

“You’ve made a fool out of me,” He kissed her again.

She stared at him. This was how they were supposed to be, all summer. Not worrying about anything else, not crying. This. Just making out.

“You were one before meeting me, Tom.” She couldn’t stop blushing.

He rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw. “And I thought, oh, I should take her to the lighthouse, you know? It’s a romantic place, it might live up to her fantasy romantic life,” he continued. “She’ll like it there, maybe I’ll plan a picnic.”

She cupped his face and kissed him. “I’m sorry.”

He grinned. “And yet, you’re here, all alone, ruining the surprise to yourself, because why not, right?”

She kissed his cheek, and got out of his grip, laughing. “I’m sorry! I--”

“Oh, I’m not done, love,” he took her by the hand and pulled her back to his grip.

“What?” She looked at him.

“Not only did you ruin your surprise, but,” he had to take a deep breath and look up. “But I come here and find you crying.”

She looked down. “Yeah, uh-”

“And I think I know why.” He lifted her chin and she melted. The way he was staring into her eyes. The way that he was just incredible. His eyes, which for the first time didn’t look tired, were only there for her as if the actual masterpiece that the ocean with the stars were putting up for them wasn’t just as good as she was, as if it wasn’t even half as beautiful. He looked happy, and he looked soft. Sure, maybe his skin looked pale, and his lips were still dry, but he was just him, with the curls falling on his forehead and his freckles popping out, and with the wrinkles by his eyes just stretching each time he smiled. She didn’t want to ruin this moment, she didn’t want to get back to crying. Not bring up the elephant in the room. She wanted him to feel normal, she wanted to be normal. She wanted to enjoy this moment for what it truly was, not for what she had been suffering just minutes ago. Because she needed to make something beautiful out of it.

“Let’s not-” She tried to shut him up but he had that idea first, his lips were back on hers as his hands were trying to choose between her waist, her face or her whole body, he just had to pull her closer and closer, as his lips were just trying to figure out her taste, trying to memorize it. Needless to say, y/n had given in, he had transported her into another world. He pushed her again to the car, as she couldn’t get enough of him. She wasn’t sure what had gotten into him. But whatever was going on, she was loving it.

She cleared her throat, unsure of why she was feeling so embarrassed as soon as they pulled away, their hair messy and their lips were swollen.

“So, you’re so romantic, right?” he insisted and talked as if nothing had happened.

“Right,” she frowned.

Tom rolled his eyes. “Yet-” He had to stop and he finally let her go, she missed his touch. He threw his arms in the air, as he burst out with laughter.

“What?” she was feeling slightly confused.

He rubbed his face. “You’re the girl who’s been reading romance novels all summer.”

“Yes.”

“Your favourite movie moments,” He chuckled as he shook his head. “I can’t believe you.”

“What?”

“Your favourite movie moments are too epic, okay?” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “You have these-- dances, and risks, and just out of the box moments, a boombox, a guy just singing on a stadium, and a guy just--risking his life for this girl.”

Y/n blushed looking away. “Yes, alright, roast me! I’m a hopeless romantic!”

“Yet-” He chuckled. “I can’t believe you, y/n.” He started to walk in circles. “You see where I’m going with this, right?”

She shook her head. “I actually..don’t?”

“You ruined a perfect surprise,” he closed his eyes, laughing again.

“I already said I’m sorry!”

“And--” He lifted his finger. “I can’t believe this.”

Y/N bit her lip.

He walked over to her and cupped her face. “Y/N I need you to understand me.”

Y/N frowned. “This isn’t funny anymore.”

“Y/N, you, the most cliché girl I’ve ever met,” he grinned. “You, out of everyone I know, I never expected you to do this.”

Y/N crossed her arms. “What?”

“Y/N, you said ‘I love you’ for the first time over the phone.” And the biggest smile appeared on his face, so pleased to hear what he was saying.

“It’s not--” She gulped. “Not the first time.”

“You’ve used the word, but you’ve never-” It was Tom’s turn to blush now. He seemed so happy. “I just, I just think it’s fantastic.”

She blushed and joined him in his laughter, closing her eyes and rubbing her face. It did sound so out of character for her. Y/N realized it. She remembered something else, how Tom turns everything into gold. And that’s what he was doing right now. The Tom from the beginning of the summer was back.

“Well,” she covered her face. “I just… I just felt like saying them, alright?” She bit her lip. Blue, grey, white. She didn’t have to explain the entire thinking process she had gone through. He didn’t need to know that she had been so sad before. She didn’t need to explain that she had barely any time to say it, because she didn’t want him to get sad. Because of the light, he was showing so much light right now, it was just surprisingly incredible. He was just like the waves he liked to surf, big and deep, and beautiful.

He grinned. “I won’t--Ah, oh, y/n.”

She chuckled. “I’m sorry,.”

“Don’t--don’t apologize, but I just—okay, wow. ”

There was something she had noticed. He didn’t say it back. Of course, she didn’t expect him to, but it was just something that kept coming to her mind.

She cleared her throat. Maybe it had been stupid.

“I didn’t mean to say that, sorry, I was being emotional,” she lied. “I don’t actually feel-uh. I was-I didn’t mean saying it.”

“You didn’t—“ Tom frowned.

“No, it’s too soon, right?” She coughed. “So,” she tried to get herself back on whatever track she was trying to get on. “So, uh, let’s go to the party.”

Tom frowned. “No, not yet.”

She frowned. “What?”

“I’ll… race you to the Carnival, alright?”

“The carnival.”

“Yeah, they won’t miss us at the party, we’ll catch up later, we still have time,” he assured her. She just quietly watched him.

“The carnival,” she repeated.

Tom grinned. “Yeah.”

She had literally told him she loved him and the surfer wanted to go to the carnival. He had to be kidding her.

But she didn’t complain, because then again, there were a lot of surprises Tom would pull. She didn't have time to even argue.

“I’ll see you there,” she said as she hopped back into her jeep.

He leaned from the window to kiss her, again.

“See you there.”

Blue, grey, white. She was not understanding just one bit of what was happening. But she followed him all the way to the Carnival just letting the confusion grow wider.

She didn't even put music on. She needed to concentrate? Because how in this world could she explain to herself the variety of emotions she had gone through the day. But she was sure of something, he just made everything better. She tried to convince herself that she didn’t care that he didn’t love her back. That was alright, sure it was too soon. Had it been too soon for her, as well?

But it couldn’t because love doesn’t mean the amount of time spent with someone, love means how everything is timeless with that someone. And in this case, love meant how little time they had left.

She didn’t want to think about that. So she started to think about his lips, the passion which he had kissed her with. Had it been a way to apologize that he didn’t feel it yet? Maybe all the medicine had taken away all of his ability to love.

Blue, grey, white. That had been the order.

But she didn’t want to think about that now.

She arrived at the carnival and parked beside him. He greeted her yet with another kiss, his lips so hungry for her.

Something was definitely up. Figuring out what was the problem.

“We’re here,” she said condescendingly after he pulled away.

He chuckled. “You don’t seem excited.”

She sighed and gave him a cheeky fake smile. “Sorry, it’s just kinda loud.”

Tom shrugged. “I guess.”

It hadn’t changed from the beginning of the summer, there were still a lot of stands, people selling clothes, food, girls taking pictures, guys drinking, and a lot of children yelling. It was still a mess, and y/n, was still not a fan of it. But it brought her back some new memories, like the day she met Tom.

“Let’s go for ice cream,” Tom suggested, taking her by the hand. She smiled. He was definitely trying to make it up to her for not saying it back. It was alright, y/n guessed.

While ordering it, Tom joked about smearing it all over her clothes again. She smashed some ice cream into his mouth.

“That was not necessary,” he snickered as he closed his eyes, “now you’ll have to take it away yourself I guess.”

And she did, she kissed away all the ice cream just before kissing him again. He laughed.

“Let’s go to the Ferris Wheel,” he suggested.

She didn’t complain.

“Like our first date,” she remembered.

“Did that one count?” He frowned. “We weren’t really...I mean.”

Y/N raised her eyebrows and nodded in agreement. “I didn’t like you.”

“I did like you,” Tom dug his hands into his pockets. “Wish we could have an anti-date again, so we can behave however we want again.”

“I am behaving the way I want,” she wrinkled her nose, “how in this world do you want to behave?”

Tom shrugged laughing. “Dunno.”

It was their turn to get to the Ferris Wheel, y/n climbed in first and made room for Tom, who, instead of climbing in, closed the cart door.

“What are you doing?” She asked but she was already mid-air. “Thomas!”

He laughed and waved goodbye to her. She furiously yelled something at him but then crossed her arms as she decided to forget about it, she was already on it anyway. She might as well enjoy it.

Except, she couldn’t, she stared down at him but didn’t see him anyway. She leaned back, tapping her foot anxiously. Maybe that was his way of telling her that it had been too soon, by leaving her alone in that damned Ferris Wheel.

Blue, grey, white.

The Ferris Wheel stopped, and y/n blinked looking around, someone probably was getting in. She looked around at the beautiful scenery she was faced with, too bad she was enjoying it alone. Then, the screams began. Little did she expect to see what she was seeing. She saw Tom, climbing up the Ferris Wheel trying to reach for her. He was bloody climbing the bloody Ferris Wheel. He was climbing it from the outside, being careful enough to reach her almost at the top.

She joined the screaming.

“Thomas! What are you doing?” She yelled at him.

“Get back down, dude!” The guy controlling the Ferris wheel said.

“I already paid you, no worries!” Tom assured him.

“You’re not freaking Spiderman” Someone from the crowd yelled.

“Tom!” Y/N yelled again, covering her eyes.

He reached her. “Hi,” he said casually as he was swinging right in front of her. The Ferris Wheel wasn’t that big but it sure as hell wasn’t any safe at all to do that.

She covered her eyes, again. “Tom what—get in—“ she screamed again. “What the hell are you doing?”

Some people started booing, too.

“Y/N, look me in the eyes, my hands are getting sweaty,” he said. She opened them up.

“What in this world do you think you’re doing?” She asked him, fearing for him. “This is not the notebook or some shit-”

“Do you love me?” He asked her.

“Tom, get in here!”

“Do you love me?”

“Get back down here! I’m calling the police!” The guy controlling it threatened.

“Answer fast, y/n, this is getting ugly,” Tom continued. “Do you love me?”

“Answer him! Man, what are you doing? Are you mental?” Someone in another cart yelled at them.

“I am!” Tom laughed. “I’m crazy about this woman.”

“You’re an asshole that’s what you are,” the guy yelled.

Tom grinned. “Do you love me?”

“What? What?” Y/N shook her head following her eyes.

“Y/N I love you!” He sang.

“You’re mental, Thomas get in here!” She ordered, between her screaming.

“Do you love me?” He insisted.

“I do! Now what the fuck is all of this? Get bloody in here!”

“You do what?” He insisted.

“I—what?” She was so flustered. “I love you! Okay? What the fuck—Tom!”

“I can’t hear you, love!”

I love you!” She yelled. “I LOVE YOU!”

“You love me?” He asked again, now letting a hand loose.

“Thomas!” She yelled at him.

The people started screaming, some other people were filming him.

“You love me?” He pushed, chuckling.

“Yes! I already told you, Tom! What the hell? I love you! I love you! I love you!”

He chuckled as he finally swung into her cart. She was shaking and he was bursting out in laughter.

“You’re an idiot!” She yelled as she pushed him away. She covered her face again as the Ferris Wheel started moving again.

“You love me,” he chuckled, pulling her close. “Sh, sh, sh, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m fine.”

She looked at him and pushed him away again. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

He grinned as he cupped her cheek. “Probably everything.”

“You could’ve died!”

“But that’s more like you, you know?” He said leaning over to her, she was pushing out of his way, slapping away his hands. “Y/N, hey, hey, hey, look at me,” he was still laughing, taking her hands in his as he tried to calm her down with a grin.

“I hate you,” she stated looking into his eyes.

“No, you love me,” he smirked. “And hell, so do I because I wouldn’t have done that very stupid thing if I didn’t love you as much as I do.”

She pouted as she felt her heart beating even faster. She was shaking too much, but now she didn’t know if the reason was that she witnessed her stupid boyfriend risking her life or if it was the fact that her same stupid boyfriend had told her he loved her, too.

“What was that?” She asked him.

He chuckled. “I realized that I tried two out of three of your favourite scenes,” he explained. “And okay, I’m sorry but knowing you I was kind of disappointed that you said ‘I love you’ over the phone, after all the amazing stuff we’ve been through? You chose the most vanilla and unexciting way to say it.”

She was so offended. “Oh, I’m sorry that I just blurted out my feelings that way without risking my fucking life.”

“Well, so you did mean it,” he smirked.

“Yes, I didn’t have to climb a bloody Ferris wheel to say it!” She frowned.

Tom grinned as he wrapped an arm around her. “Well, I did, I had to be that extra only to say I love you.”

“You love me?” She whispered.

Tom laughed. “You really think I would’ve climbed a bloody Ferris Wheel if I didn’t love you?”

“Well, you’re dumb,” she stated.

“I am whatever you want me to be.”

He pulled her closer and smashed his lips against hers, his hands running through her hair. He couldn’t stop smiling as they both tried to take control of the situation, Tom being soft and Y/N angrily kissing him because she couldn’t stand him at that moment, but god did they boy make her feel everything.

They suddenly forgot they were at the Ferris Wheel, as she had climbed to his lap to get comfortable while kissing him. They didn’t even notice they had stopped and that people were watching them. They were back on the ground now.

The guy cleared his throat and he was accompanied by a security guy.

The steamy couple had to pull away, and uncomfortably look at them.

“Hi officer,” Tom greeted them, as y/n got off his lap.

“Care to explain your little manoeuvre over there?” He asked him.

Tom chuckled. “Uh, you see that’s-that’s a funny story,” he said, standing up. He motioned for y/n to stand up.

“Really? I want to hear it,” the officer said.

Tom gulped. “Well, uh--you see,” he chuckled, taking y/n’s by the hand. She knew what he was about to do. “We are dating.”

“That doesn’t explain anything.”

“It does because we were uh,” Tom gulped. He looked at her and she nodded. “About to leave, bye!”

And they sprinted the hell out of the place, laughing and screaming as both men were trying to follow them, but the adrenaline that was pushing the couple made them go way faster.

“Come back here!” The officer ordered.

Y/N and Tom ran through the stands, through the rides and through all the people, and eventually, they ran to the parking lot, losing them through the clouds. They had to stop there so they could both catch their breath.

Tom coughed as he closed his eyes as they hid behind y/n’s blue jeep.

“Wow--okay, that was--fun,” she grinned but then as Tom kept coughing. She scowled as she patted his back. “You’re-you’re okay?”

He looked up at her as he took another deep breath. “Yeah, yeah.”

She bit her lip, unsure of what they were supposed to do. He gave her a reassuring smile as his fingers pushed away the hair from her face.

“I’m okay,” he kissed her temple, gently.

“You’re an idiot,” she grinned. “I love you, but you’re an idiot.”

He connected his lips with hers, hungry for her, as his lips traced around her lips and her neck, and as his hands were colouring her again.

“I love you,” he’d repeat over and over as his lips were still glued to her, placing wet kisses on her and as his hands were going from her back to her legs, resting on her ass.

“Tom,” she gently moaned his name, as he kissed her hungrily, slowly biting her neck. “We have a party to get to,” but he didn’t stop, he just continued to press his body against her.

“This is a public space,” she reminded him. “People could see us.”

He stopped as he smirked. “I want you.”

And there was a look in his eyes that she had never seen before, so gentle but so rough at the same time. And she agreed with him, she wanted him too. But it was too risky, and she guessed that’s what made it even more interesting.

He kissed her roughly again as he slammed her into the blue jeep again, he took him by her thighs as she wrapped herself around him The friction from their moving was making her all flustered, but he kept making his path, from her lips to her neck to her sweet spot on her collarbone.

“Tom, this is not-” She couldn’t keep talking. But suddenly an idea popped into her mind. “Wait, wait, wait,” she was panting already.

“What?” He had to stop to look up at her. She dug into her purse and took out her car keys. The party could wait.

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