It has been 2 months since I've talked to Noah. I wanted to ask him what was going on but when he didn't come back after walking out on me, I really didn't want to. Me and Tom's filming is going pretty good, I've had to film some scenes without him which was scary and I felt so alone. But I made it through it. We still have about 3 months of filming left but we have to stay in New York longer for interviews, the premiere, and since Quin rented the house for a year. I tried to keep my distance from Tom a little bit in the past 2 months, but he just became even more protective. He also has became a little more touchy lately, but I don't mind because his touch is just so soothing.
I walk downstairs on Sunday morning to see Sam and Harrison sitting on the couch
"Well good morning sleeping beauty. Thought you'd never wake up." Sam chuckles.
"Tom's not up." I mutter as I lay down on the couch.
"He's been up. He went to the grocery store like an hour ago." Harrison says. I let out a quiet groan as I reach for a pillow and stuff it under my stomach. "Tom will be home in about 10 minutes to be your personal pillow." Harrison jokes.
"In the mean time. I'll be your person pillow." Sam chuckles. He sits down next to me, pulling me onto him as he lays down.
"I think that's more about you wanting a personal blanket." Harrison jokes.
"Maybeeee." Sam says.
"Well I don't care cause you're almost as comforting as Tom." I say as I wrap my arms around his neck and tuck my head into his chest.
"Almost? Girl you are so mistaken. I will show you comforting." Sam jokes. He pulls a blanket over us, covering our heads too. He slides one of his hands up the back of my shirt, gently rubbing my back. His other hand slides up to the back of my head, massaging my scalp. I tighten my arms around his neck as he gently pushes my head into his chest. He leans down next to my ear to whisper something. "Do you like that Darling?" He says in a bit of a raspy voice. I let out a quiet chuckle as he continues.
"You're just like Tom." I mutter.
"But younger." He says. Was he trying to hit on me?
"What are you two doing under there??" Harrison asks.
"I'm just being her Tom." Sam replies. It honestly felt really comforting. He continues doing this for a little while until we hear the front door open.
"Harrison, a little help mate?" Tom hollers as he's carrying in a ton of groceries. Harrison jumps up and runs to the door, grabbing some of the bags from Tom.
"Ever heard of two trips?" Sam says.
"Nope, not in this house." Tom chuckles as he drops the bags on the kitchen counter. "Is Rylee up yet? I got her some chocolate." Tom says. I quickly pop out from under the blanket.
"You diddddd?" I question excitedly.
"uh yea, where's Sam at?" Tom asks. I look down at Sam who is under me but Tom can't see him. Tom walks over to the Livingroom to see me and Sam. "Oh come on." Tom says as he grabs my arm, pulling me off of him.
"What?? I was just comforting her, just like you said." Sam says with a smirk on his face.
"Cmon Darling." Tom says as he leads me into the kitchen. "So I got you milk chocolate and some juice for your little cravings." Tom says with a sweet smile on his face.
"You got her Capri-suns?" Harrison asks as he unpacks the groceries.
"Yea, it's what she likes for this time of the month." Tom explains as he grabs them from Harrison's hands and puts them in the fridge.
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Tom's Girl
FanfictionYou are small actor, age 20. Who has acted in a couple movies, just as small parts though, nothing big. Your name is Rylee Taylor, you have a long time best friend named Hannah Lewis. In 1 week you are going in for an audition in a new movie, star...