𝘈 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 //𝘛.𝘍 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 //

Part 1 || 5 - Pizza please!

"You done, Shorty?" Tom knocked on my door as I took off my top. I thought he would wait since he knocked but he didn't. I was facing the mirror that was next to the door and he opened. He entered but hadn't seen me. He looked up and saw me. Both of our eyes went wide. Though his jaw dropped as well.

Let's just say, I was grown for my age, if you know what I mean. I had started exercise to fit my role as Olivia. She had grown curvier, so my day job had me fit my character. I was currently in my shortest shorts and a red lacy bra. The bra didn't do me any justice but I'm sure as hell, did Tom.

My cleavage was clearly visible so was almost half of my boob. He was literally drooling and I don't mean figuratively.

"Oh my God! Tom! Turn around or get out!!" I said throwing another of my shirts at him.

"S-Sorry, sorry, Y/N" Tom said as he turned around.

"Why did you knock if you were just going to enter?" I said as I quickly put a sweatshirt over my head.

"Well, how was I supposed to know that you were changing?" he said scratching his neck.

"You may turn around" I said and he did. His cheeks were flushed, mine too. He pouted, "Aww!", I threw a makeup brush which he easily caught.

"Come on, let's go" he said as he grabbed my wrist, pulling me out of my trailer. We sat in his car and drove off to the restaurant. Tom was in a pair of jeans with a loose white hoodie, while I was in a pair of shorts and an oversized sweatshirt. He parked his car and we got off.

The both of us stood in front of the Italian Restaurant – 'Il Cibo del Cuore' (The food of heart), Tom looked at me the same time I looked at him. We burst into laughter for the second time today as we saw it was a posh restaurant.

"Ditch and get pizza?" he asked grabbing my wrist.

"You just stole my words" I said as we sprinted to the car. Honest to God, we looked totally opposite of people sitting inside the restaurant.

"Didn't you look up the place online?" I asked as we sat down in the car.

"No, just the road map" he replied starting the engine.

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"Nuh-uh!" Tom said as he saw the wait at the drive-thru. I groaned and slumped in my seat. We were currently at the 10th Pizza place in town and just because there was a line, he used to back up the car and search for another.

"Felton, I'm fucking hungry. You better take me to the next pizza place you see or I'm gonna start eating!" I said as I opened another candy and put it in my mouth.

"Damn, I knew I was a snack but I didn't know you were that hungry" he said cockily as he parked in front of a small pizza place.

"Thank fucking God!" I said as I hurriedly opened the car door and ran into the place.

"What can I get started for you?" an older woman took our order. She looked like she was the owner of this cute little place. It was adorable. It was a vintage shop, which had definitely been in business for years. Small, yet spacious cubicles were placed as seating for giving privacy, which as we as actors definitely needed. 'Pizzeria' had been written in red neon lights.

Surprisingly, Tom sat next to me, rather than in front of me. I was shaking my leg in anticipation. I was damn hungry. Tom put a hand on my thigh and I feel goosebumps laying all over my body. He probably did it to stop me from being anxious.

"Fucking finally!" I blurted as the old lady looked at me with wide eyes. "Oh my God! I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it to you. It's-it's just that this guy took almost an hour to find a place that wasn't crowded and I am just damn hungry. Shit, why can't I stop cursing-"