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

Part 2 || 2 - Tuesdays with Tom and Y/N!

"So, tomorrow's Tuesday, do you want to start the show?" Tom asked as I cleaned up my trailer. There weren't many scenes for Rob, so he decided to go back to my apartment. I sighed and looked at him. "Sure, we could start tomorrow. I have less scenes, do you?"

"Yeah, even I don't" he said turning his head my side as he slept on the couch in my trailer. Neither did he nor me, brought up the moan or the lip biting.

"Where do you want to do it?" I asked and he hummed, pretending to think.

"Well, we could switch between places?" he half asked half said. With my furrowed eyebrows, I looked at him, "We could do it in your trailer, this couch is nice, then there's my trailer..."

I totally spaced him out when he said- 'We could do it in your trailer, this couch is nice' I bit my lip at the thought of us doing it. Oh my God! What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head which he took notice of.

"What's wrong with your place?" he asked making me stop what I was doing. I turned around, "Huh?"

"We could do it at your place, the view is fantastic" Tom said standing up, "Plus, it's close to work, I think it's plausible"

"Yeah, my place, the trailers, I'm fine with anything" I said sighing loudly.

"You coming?" he asked as I sat down on the chair. I shook my head, "Need to record a few songs for this movie"

"Ooh! Can I come?" he asked excitedly.

"Sure, if you want to" I said scrolling my call log to search for Rob's number. I FaceTimed him, he picked up in a single ring. Tom was still in my trailer scrolling through his phone.

"Hey, baby" Rob said as he ran a hand through his hair. He looked like he just came out of the shower. Of course, he was shirtless, his hair was wet.

"Hey, Rob" I said placing the phone in front of me on the vanity. "When are you coming home?" he asked opening the fridge.

"I don't know, I'm still here, I need to record a few songs"

"Alright, come soon, I miss you"

Tom cleared his throat behind me, still sitting on the couch. I sighed as I saw Rob's expression change.

"Who's there?"

"Erm, Tom"

He hung up, just hearing that, he hung up. I called again but he didn't pick up. I furrowed my eyebrows, Tom stood up and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Everything okay?" he asked awkwardly. He knew what happened now, yet he wanted me to tell.

"Yeah, it's fine" I lied and stood up. "Let's make a move to the studio"

After recording two songs, I was tired, it was too much. Rob didn't pick up my calls, it was late at night.

"That's it, we can do some tomorrow" I said removing the headphone.

Seeing my tired-sad face, Tom put an arm around me, "How about we walk home and have ice cream on the way?"

"Yes!" I squealed like a little girl, making him chuckle.

"What about your car?" I asked as we stepped out of the studio.

"Didn't bring my car. Came on my skateboard" he said lifting it with his left hand while his right was still wrapped around me.

Tom and I took our favorite flavors and headed home. "Y/N, you know, you can always talk to me, about anything" he said taking a bite of his ice cream.