𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

three | the unintentional text

TOM

I really dislike photoshoots. They make me uncomfortable, I don't know what I look like in these poses and they always tell me to be natural but it feels so forced. The photos from our press release had been uploaded, commented on and reposted a thousand times now, everyone excited for Levinson newest project.

I posted a photo on Instagram myself, one of which included the back of Y/N but mainly just me. Fuck, that was like lighting the match to a stick of dynamite - the internet went completely insane. One on hand, girls love a man in a suit so majority of the comments were thirsty fans saying quite amusing things about me.

The other hand however, were comments about Y/N and I romantically linked. I scrolled through the post and commented back to some of my mates, chuckling at some of the crazy things people were saying.

username: fuck me this is my new wallpaper
username: this needs to be burnt into my skull
tchalamet: ahh I'm so excited for this
tomholland2013: @tchalamet much love brother
username: daddy looking mighty fine
username: okay this is my favourite new ship
username: @Y/N L/N this is so hot wtf
username: his hand is a lil low on her back 0.O
Y/N L/N: The James to my Stella
username: @tomholland2013 look what she said!!
username: @Y/N L/N are they their characters
username: mom and dad wow adopt me
robertdowneyjr: looking good T, keen to watch

It was funny scrolling through the comments sections of my photos although I rarely did it. I preferred to interact with fans via Twitter, but the tweets I had been tagged in were most of the same.

I was leaning against my shopping cart at Home Depot in my hoodie, not really looking where I was going. The worst part about always travelling is that I always discovered something in my house that I was missing; this time being quite a few things. I had a variety of things in the cart, lightbulbs, blankets and sheet sets. I had taken a quick photo with a fan when she giggled to her friend.

"Are you moving in with Y/N?" She asked, explaining that she had also seen her in another aisle. Just my luck that we'd be shopping at the same store at the same time, why was this area of LA so insular?

I declined the girl and told her we had met only a handful of times for work, that I was very much enjoying being single and that I needed to continue shopping. I spotted Y/N in a seperate section of the store and walked up behind her.

"I recommend getting the green and not the blue," I said in a deep American accent, making her jump a little and turn around with her hand on her chest.

"God, you scared the shit out of me, what are you doing here?" She asked, looking at my cart.

"Last time I was here it was summer so I'm just getting a few things for my apartment, you?" I asked, her nodding and saying she was doing the same. There was a thick tension in the air around us, obviously an awkward situation. "

Why don't you like me?" I asked, biting the bullet and getting the question over and done with. She huffed and rolled her eyes before promptly telling me all the absurd rumours she had heard about my past relationship, calling me a womaniser and toxic. I chuckled in disbelief.

"Oh thank you so much for telling me how my own relationship went, I definitely needed to hear it from someone who I barely know," I remarked, her attitude already getting on my nerves the past few weeks of working with each other.