Tom's Girl

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The week was finally over and I was more than happy. As soon as we got home I collapsed on the couch, it was Friday and me and Tom had just gotten off work. We got off at 7 today because we finished early. I wasn't actually that tired and that was a good thing considering the guys wanted to have another game night. I was finally off my period which was great, it was one of the worst weeks I've ever had. But Tom was always right there to help me feel better. He made me a warm bath after every day of work, even when he was so exhausted himself. He gave me lots of cuddles when my stomach was hurting, and he brought me medicine during filming while I was in my trailer. He honestly was the sweetest guy I had ever met.

Tom walks into the Livingroom with a beer already in hand.

"I'm going to go get a quick shower and I'll be down in a bit." He says as he walks upstairs.

"We're going to the store to get some things, you coming with us Rylee?" Harry says.

"Na, I'm going to chillax for a bit." I say.

"Alright, well if Tom is out of the shower before we're back let him know we went to the store." Harrison says as they all stand up and leave, leaving me completely alone in the Livingroom. I lay down and stretch out, so beyond happy the week was over.

I lay there in silence for a while, just thinking. I tried to let my mind wander but the only thing I could think about was Tom. He seemed to be getting more comfortable with everything going on. He made me feel so special and Happy. I haven't even slept in my own bed since the day I was sick. I was always sleeping on the couch with Tom or in his bed with him.

I got up and walked to his bedroom, hearing the shower water stop as I passed the bathroom. I lay down on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. I was so ready for filming to be over. As much as I love it, it's just so much work. I still had to wait around 2 and a half months, but it was going much faster than I had thought. I couldn't wait to go to my first interview for this movie. I had been to interviews before, but never anything big. The role I had in this movie was pretty big, not as big as Tom's or Josephine's, but it was up there.

Just then Tom walks in with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"What's up Darling?" he asks me, apparently seeing me smiling.

"Nothing, just thinking." I say as I sit up. He walks into his closet, looking through his dresser for something to wear.

"Have you seen any of my sweatpants?" he asks.

"Yep, in the dirty laundry." I say.

"Dang all of them?"

"I think so."

"Well that's fine I guess, I have another bag I haven't even unpacked yet." he says, reaching for a bag that was on the top shelf. He could barely reach it so he stands on his tip toes, which I thought was really funny. Finally he got a hold of it, trying to pull it down. He finally pulls it down, but another bag comes tumbling down with it. He quickly jumps out of the way, causing his towel to fall off his waist.

"Shit!" He shouts. I quickly slap my hand over my eyes, already seeing to much. A couple seconds go by and he gets the towel wrapped back around his waist. "You can look now." He says as I move my hand from my eyes to see his face scrunched up. I quickly look down to see his foot was bleeding.

"What happened??" I ask.

"The suitcase wheel." He says as he limps over to the bed, trying to keep blood off the floor.

"I'll go get a rag." I say as I walk out. I can't believe that just happened. I grab a rag and wet it a little and walk back into his room. I hand him it and he puts it over the cut, quickly wiping away the blood. "I'll just..." I trail off, pointing at the door. He nods his head, his face still a little winced from the pain. I walk out, closing the door behind me. I walk down to the kitchen and grab my last Capri-sun. I hop up on the counter, grabbing the last of the chocolate Tom had hid for me out of the high cabinet. I slowly sit down on the counter, opening the piece of chocolate and eating it. I sit there for a few seconds, feeling all of Tom's embarrassment.