Toms POV
Pt 5
He came home and pulled off the fancy clothes his mine stuck on (Y/N), how her face filled with jealousy and annoyance when she talked about (girls name you hate). He walked out if his house looking around in hopes for some distraction from his co-worker, looking to his left on the other side of the street seemed a nice diner to eat, not wanting to alone he called his friend Chris, who had said yes.
As they met at the diner they talked ate and went for a walk around LA,
Tom looked to his left and saw (Y/N) holding hands with a guy, they had been smiling and giggling. Tom felt a feeling inside him. Envy? Anger? Jealousy? What ever it was he stood there watching.