Tom's Girl

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I sling the door open to our hotel room to see Hannah watching tv.

"Where have you been?? I thought you were just going on a run." Hannah says.

"Well I did... a 6 mile run. But then I got called Into the studio." I say as I watch Hannah's eyes widen.

"What happened??" She asked.

"Well, Quin called me and said that he had a training buddy for me and wanted me to come to the studio." I explain.

"A training buddy? Why do you need a training buddy?"

"To get me fit for my role. He is just going to basically work out with me and help to push me a little."

"It's a boy??" Hannah asks, seeming just as surprised as I was.

"Yes, it is a boy. But not just any boy."

"Oh My God it's Tom isn't it?!" She said, jumping off of her bed.

"Yes! Yes it is." I say as she squeals and jumps up and down. "I just met him as of... 20 minutes ago."

"You met Tom Holland in those clothes!" Hannah says as she fake passes out on the ground. "I... have... failed you." She mutters.

"Oh come on. I didn't know I was going to meet him. And besides he wasn't all dolled up either. He actually came out from behind a folding wall shirtless whe-" I am immediately cut off by Hannah.

"You saw him shirtless in person?!" She says as she jumps up.

"Yes, yes I did." She fake passes out on the ground again, this time I just roll my eyes and lay down. Just as I do Hannah shoots back up and jumps on my bed, landing right next to me.

"Tell me everything! Was he cute? Was he hot? Was his voice as perfect as it is on tv? Is he actually sweet or is it just a cover? Was his hair greased back or messy? We're his abs as perfect as can be?" She questions, overly excited.

I roll my eyes once more and sit up, telling Hannah everything she wanted to know.
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I woke up the next morning to knocking on the door. I quickly turned around to realize that Hannah wasn't in bed. I got up, confused on who would be knocking on my hotel door. As I walk over I see a note taped to the door that said, "I'll be back around 3 -Hannah" Wonder where she went. I glanced over at my alarm clock to see that it was 6:35. Oh My God! Tom was supposed to be here at 6:30. My thoughts are quickly interrupted by another knock on the door. Oh My God that Was Tom! I quickly opened the door, not even thinking about my attire.

"Good- oh, did I wake you up?" Tom asked.

"Uh... yea but it's fine. My alarm must have been shut off and I didn't wake up. Sorry." I reply as I brush hair out of my face. I look down at his outfit, a thin black athletic jacket and a pair of black shorts. Also carrying a duffel bag.

"It's no problem luv, do you just want me to step out so you can?"

"No no it's fine. I have a bathroom, you can just step in here." I say as I open the door and he walks in.

"You live here alone?" He asks me

"Uh no actually. I have a roommate. My best friend, Hannah." I say as I grab some leggings and a tank top out of my dresser.

"You can wear shorts ya know, we have a lot to do and your gonna be hot."

"Uh... it's fine, I feel more comfortable wearing leggings at the gym." I say. He gives me a soft smile as I walk into the bathroom. I change into my clothes, light pink patterned leggings and a light grey tank top. As I walk out and see Tom reading something on my tv stand.