You get a role in one of the new Marvel movies as one of the new main Avengers. But then you realize that most of your scenes are going to be with Tom Hiddleston and Chris Hemsworth.
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You were dancing on the dance floor with Scarlett and Chris, getting turned and leaned back by Scarlett. You laughed loudly when she leaned you back, straightening up and sighing.
"I'm going to have a drink." You screamed over the music. Scarlett gave you a thumbs up while continuing to dance, joining Robert a few feet away from you.
You headed to the bar, ordering a coke with whisky before leaning your back against the bar, watching everyone.
A group of them was on the right, standing in a circle as they had their drinks while laughing at stories they told each other.
You ran a hand through your slightly wet hair, you were sweating a lot from all the dancing. As you looked around, your eyes fell upon Tom, who soon after connected gazes with you.
He was leaning against the wall, cup of whisky in hand. (Like in the picture.) You smiled and waved at him, watching a smile grow on his lips before he made his way through the crowd, to you.
"Enj...ing...self?" He said through the music, making you chuckle since you didn't hear him. You leaned closer to his ear, "I didn't quite catch that! The music is too loud!" You said.
The bartender handed you your drink, earning a 'Thanks' from you. Tom leaned closer to your ear, his scent intoxicating your lungs.
"How about we go outside?! There is a terrace upstairs!" He said over the loud music. You gave him a thumbs up and nodded your head after pulling away, sipping your drink.
He took your hand to guide you up to the terrace, glancing back at you from time to time. Your eyes were fixated in the back of his head, admiring his long brown hair.
"There. It's better here." He said in a calmer tone, the music not so loud. "What?!" You exclaimed, jokingly of course.
Although the music in the club had truly messed up your hearing. He gave you his signature 'ehehehe' laugh, looking down at his drink.
He placed it down on a nearby table, taking yours after which left you confused. "Will you dance with me, darling?" He asked softly, offering his hand.
"What?" You asked softly, letting out a chuckle and taking his hand. Out of nowhere, he pulled you into his body, his other arm wrapping around your waist.
You widened your eyes slightly but soon after giggled, a soft pink blush creeping onto your cheeks. "I haven't had the opportunity to dance with you." He said after a bit of silence.
The terrace was in the back of the club, so it was quite private and secure that nobody would see you there. You didn't want paparazzi snooping in any way.
You rested your hand on the back of his neck, caressing his hair slightly. "Have I told you yet that I love how soft your hair looks?" You said, earning a chuckle from him.
