Tom Hiddleston Oneshots.

White Christmas

Tom was walking towards the set with his co star Michael Buble. He was thinking about his earlier conversation with you. "Tom!" the nasal tone of Amanda cut through his daydream. "Tom!" The young actress hustled across the parking lot to sidle next to Tom and Michael.

"Amanda!" Tom feigned excitement. "To what do I owe such a welcome?" He overheard Michael sniggered beside him.

"They are ready for us." Amanda hooked her arm with Tom's and tugged him away.

"You can't keep them waiting." Michael smiled a shit-eating grin. "I should be on my way too."

Tom shot Michael a look he was sure meant payback at a later time. Michael didn't care. It was the worst kept secret on set Amanda was hellbent to catch Tom. And the best kept secret Tom only had eyes for you, who was playing Betty. He only told Michael out of desperation. Since Tom was playing Phil and not Bob, his scenes with you were few and far between.

You met Michael at the edge of the set.

"What on earth are you smiling about?" you asked, smoothing out your dress.

Michael coughed, trying to think of a lie. "I was just thinking...." Amanda caught his eye. "... how cute Tom and Amanda look together. The casting department really outdid themselves. The perfect Phil and Judy."

You frowned. You would never admit it toMichael,l but you had developed a bit of a crush on Tom. Who were you kidding, you were certain you were falling in love with the man. Who wouldn't? It was Tom Hiddleston. He was every girl's dream.

"Are you sure? He certainly looks uncomfortable over there." You jutted your chin towards Tom, whose face was twisted into an expression of exasperation.

"Great acting. I mean, he did win a Golden Globe." Michael rubbed the back of his neck.

"Oh." Your voice small.

His eyebrows raised. "You sound disappointed."

"No! I'm not disappointed. Tom's a friend. If he is happy, I'm happy."

Michael kept his thoughts to himself. "Why don't we rehearse the Blessings scene?"

You nodded and took off with Michael. Tom watching the whole thing from where he stood.

"Tom!" Amanda stomped her foot. "You're not paying attention."

Tom's mind snapped back to reality. "Apologies, darling. What were you saying?"

Amanda smiled. "I was asking if you wanted to have dinner tonight."

"I can't. Plans." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, what about tomorrow?"

Tom smiled sheepishly. "What can I say? I'm a popular guy. How about lunch on Friday? I'll invite the main cast."

Amanda pouted. "I was hoping it could just be the two of us." She ran her finger up Tom's arm.

"But more the merrier." Tom laughed nervously.

The director saved him by calling ready to shoot. Tom hated this scene. The scene where Phil and Judy hatch their plan to pretend to be engaged in order to push Bob and Betty together.

He mustered all of his training and professionalism to get through the scene in less than twenty takes.

"Okay, that's good, moving on to the Blessings scene."

Tom moved off to the side, making sure he had an excellent view of the set. Michael settled himself behind the bar while you were off to the side, ready to walk in.