Toms eyes

His house

Kaelyn's POV - Sunday December 6

         Today i'm having dinner with Tom and honestly my nerves are getting the best of me. I have a short, flowy, light blue dress on that hugs my curves perfectly. I've never wore it before so I chose today to be the day.  As I'm putting on my makeup I get a call from Hannah.
"Hey girl! Are you exited?" Hannah asks.
"I am. Like I just still can't believe this is happening! It's to good to be true." Which is true.
"Kaelyn is going to get railed TONIGHT!" She screams into the mic.
I blush all the way down to my toes.
"Shut up Hannah. Look, I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Mhm. Tell me all the details and remember, no glove no love."
I roll my eyes and hang up.
Of course that's gonna be Hannah's mind set.

    I put on my shoes and head to me car. I pull out of the garage and start following the directions google maps is giving me as my stomach is turning inside out.

Tom's POV

         The house is all ready. Steak and corn on the cob is on the table and I set candles around the house. I didn't really know what to make her so I just went with what I make best. I hope she likes it and I hope the candles aren't too much either. I have never been this nervous and exited before in my life. And that's a lot to say considering i'm an actor. I'm wearing a white button down and my hair is a little messy.

    After pacing back in forth in the kitchen, I finally settle with just sitting down. Maybe that will calm my nerves a bit. I unbutton my shirt due to the sudden temperature rise in the room. And before I know it, I hear a car pull up.

Kaelyn's POV

     I pull up to his drive way and I'm greeted with a modern mansion. There are huge glass windows wrapping around the house and plants surrounding the porch. I walk up the steps and knock on the door. I can hear my heart pounding in my chest, and at this point i'm pretty sure he would be able to too. He opens the door with a warm smile. I can't help but check him out a little. He's wearing a white button up shirt with the buttons undone. His hair is a curly mess and his muscles carve his body.
He notices and looks down.
"Oh i'm sorry," he says buttoning up his shirt, "it got hot,"
I meet his eyes, "your okay don't worry,"
"Well, come on in!" He smiles the most cutest smile.

         As soon as I walk in, his dog runs up to me and jumps.
"Tessa!!! NO!" He pulls her off me and locks her in his bedroom.
"Sorry about that." He says scratching the back of his head.
"It's alright. Will she be alright in there?" I ask.
"Oh, tes..she's fine."
He walks into the kitchen which gives me time to look around.

     His house is huge and the ceilings are high. The color theme seems to mostly be white. There are candles everywhere and a meal is already set at his table. His house is beautiful and pure.
"Come sit down. I made steak and corn on the cob. I hope you like it,"
"Thank you so much Tom," I sit down and and wait for him to sit. God he looks so hot. His cute british accent. The way his eyes crinkle up when he smiles. His laugh that lights up the room. This just all feels so crazy. I am having dinner with Tom fucking Holland.
" So how was the drive here?" He asks with curiosity in his eyes while cutting his steak.
"It was great. Your neighborhood seems nice and your house is beautiful." I look around in awe just to prove me point.

     We eat and I compliment him on his cooking. Occasionally I would catch him staring at me which would almost cause me to choke on my food.
After we talk a little bit more he gets up and grabs my dishes. "I probably should have asked you this before we started eating but would you like anything to drink? Tea maybe?" He asks opening the fridge.
"I'm alright but thank you." I reply. "You know I'm not really the tea type,"
He laughs, "right, your a fan of coffee,"
I get up to help him clean up the kitchen a bit.
"indeed i am," I say while looking into his eyes.
He turns red,  "I better go check on Tessa, I'll be right back."
I nod as he leaves. After a few seconds, I can hear him talking to Tessa.

     "I'll come back for you okay, I promise. Be a good girl."
He comes back and grabs both of my hands.
"Come dance with me darling,"
I follow him into his living room and he places his hands on my hips. I wrap my arms around his neck and look into those beautiful brown eyes of his. The way he is looking at me sends electricity through my whole body. His eyes fill with passion and his hand reaches for my face. Tucking a strand of hair behind my ears I feel his hot breath as he leans in and plants a soft kiss on my lips. He barely brushed them and yet it still feels like my legs are going to give out.  I smile at him and  place my head into the crook of his neck. Feeling safe.

Tom POV

       She is breathtaking, and the way she looked at me made me weak. Made me feel things I didn't think I was capable of feeling. Not to mention this dress is so sexy on her and fits her form perfectly . She's literally art. And everything about her is driving me crazy.

       After about 10 minutes of dancing to the same song, we sit on the couch and she lies her head in my lap. I play with her hair a little and before I know it, she's asleep. Snoring actually. It's very cute. I just stare at her and appreciate everything about her. Her long brown hair, her dark lashes, her full lips, and her amazing hips. Maybe I won't go back to London for a while. I don't think my parents will mind. Plus, I can't leave her here. I move her hair out of her face and lean down to her ear.
"Your quite beautiful love," I whisper, knowing damn well i'm falling in love with her.