All Just An Act | Tom Felton X Reader

21 | I'll Owe You

"Can I call you Robbie?"

"No." Robert Pattison shook his head and laughed, both hands placed on the table.

"Robbie it is then." I smiled to myself, leaning against the chair behind me.

I had to be honest, filming the movies were tiring. We would be gone for a few months to film then suddenly go back to school. The worst part about this movie is that I've read about half of the script and the first half requires me to kiss Tom, like kiss kiss him. It's not like we're gonna make out or anything, but it would be pretty awkward.

Then again, I didn't want to go back to school either cause school sucks and a new transferred student has been claiming Tom all to herself. It started when his old childhood friend, Stacey, transferred to our school then she started to prevent Tom from hanging out with me. At first I thought they were just happy to see each other, then he never really hanged out with me as much.

"What's up Robbie?" Ollie gave him a harsh pat on the back, making him cough a few times.

"Great." He muttered, glaring at Ollie.

I slumped down onto the couch before leaning over to see how Tom's doing with the new Harry Potter game thingi. It was just released this May, and we got it for free to play when we're having breaks in between filming.

"That's it. This game is rigged!" Tom threw the controller to Ollie and leaned back into the couch.

"You're just mad that you suck at this game." Ollie blankly stated, taking the controller from the couch.

"That's it." Those were Tom's last words before jumping onto Ollie, tackling him to the ground while Robbie just watched in amusement.

"Man down! Man down! Manmpph!" Ollie struggled as he tried pyring Tom's hand off his mouth. Boys. I'll never understand them.

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"Alright so what do we do now?" I asked, completely annoyed with the science project me and Jake were working on.

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention." He mumbled, examining the liquid bottles on the desk. I leaned over to Tom who was in the desk next to us, looking annoyed as well.

"What are we supposed to do?"

"I don't know, he said carbon something something." Tom waved his hands to emphasize his statement, referring to what our teacher explained for the project.

"This is usel-"

"Tom, could you help me with this?" Ugh. No. Stacey took his hand to face him away from me. She's been like this the entire school semester and being nice to her wasn't an option either. I grumpily sat back on my chair, Jake casting a worried glance at me.

"Ouch, so he picked her over you?" Jake said not-so-sympathically. The look on my face directly shut him up and got him trying to work on the project again. I roughly grabbed the clay from the desk and began to aggressively help Jake with the project.

"Whoa, calm down." He grabbed my hands and took the clay from my hands, putting them back on the desk. He loosened his grip, but didn't let go entirely, giving me access to take the fork that was on the desk.

"Let go or I'll poke you with this." I said, nudging the fork forward, causing Jake to lean back, away from the fork.

"Alright! But put that down."

"I think I'll hold on to this." I said as he slowly released my wrists from his grip. We're lucky the class was noisy and the teacher wasn't paying attention to any of us.

"So I'll go to yours tomorrow? Uh, for the project of course."

"Yeah whatever." I kept my eyes on Tom and Stacey who were laughing and giggling at each other, Stacey shamelessly flirting and constantly whispering things in his ear from time to time. Seriously? Do they really need to give off that much PDA? This is ridiculous, I mean... look at them!

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"Whoa!"

"Ow! Stop, put that down." Tom grabbed the book from my hands that I was hitting him with just a second ago.

"Well it's not my fault you randomly pull people into corners and put a hand over their mouth!" I could feel Tom's breath on my neck which sent goosebumps all over me, and they way both of his hands were on my waist, our bodies almost touchìng.

"Okay, but I really need your help cause your insane brother is after me right now." He whispered, ducking down a little bit to hide better in the corner. I blinked a few times and snapped out of my little trance.

"What?"

"Shh!"

"What? What did you do?!" I repeated more quietly this time.

"Not that important, just help me."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, go distract him I guess?" I gave him a weird look before hearing footsteps coming towards us. Tom gave me a pleading look and I sighed, rolling my eyes as I got up to walk towards Jay.

I peeked through the corner and saw Jay and his friends standing there, looking around. I turned back towards Tom.

"Wait no I'm not going to talk to him and his friends!"

"Please? Just this once, I'll owe you anything." He pleaded, trying his best to look miserable. He'll owe me anything. Was it really worth it? I do. not. talk to Jay when he's with his friends.

"Anything?"

"Anything, just get him to forget about me."

"Fine, but you owe me."

And little did I know that was where it all went up and down and all around like a roller coaster, or basically, where it started. Yes, Tom owing me something.

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This chapter was dedicated to CorruptedLies for the amazing idea 'Can you make y/n jealous (I mean you could do this after the family thing going on with y/n brothers... I mean by jealousy is making a girl transfer in their school and you could do the rest...)

I'm pretty stressed out with school and I didn't really had inspiration or much time to write so I'm uploading slower than usual