Tom's POV
When I realized that Emilia was having one of her attacks over the phone, I knew I had to rush over. I paid really quickly and started running to the car when two fans got in front of me.
"OMG HEY ARE YOU-" one of them said.
"TOM HOLLAND! CAN I GET A PICTURE??" I need to get to Em, but these fans.. Sometimes I hate my job.
"Y-yeah sure," They quickly took a picture with me, "It was really nice meeting you two but I've gotta run.." I need to get to Em..
"It was so nice to meet you too!!!! Thank you!!" The fans ran away smiling.
I ran towards the car and unlocked it, "Avery, I've gotta-" she's not in the car.. Whatever I need to get to Emilia.. I quickly text Avery.
Avery
Something important came up, sorry to leave you.
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I don't care if she didn't respond, I need to get Em. Just as I send the text my phone dies. Great. I started the car and drove to the apartment at turbo speed.
Emilia's POV
I have to be quiet. I walked to the elevator ready to get out of this grim building. I stepped into the elevator as shivers were sent down my spine. My memories in this elevator weren't so shiny and bright. I clicked the "Main Floor" button and the doors closed. How did I deal with this for so long. All the dark memories came back to me. All the screaming. Everything. Next thing I knew I was dragging my body against the wall of the cheap-o elevator when it came to a stop. That wasn't as hard as I thought, now the doors just need to open. I stood there waiting, why aren't they opening..!? No. This can't be happening, I can't deal with this, any of this. I quickly looked at the different buttons, then I glanced at the "EMERGENCY" button. My fingers brushed upon its plastic cover then pushed it. I mean it's kind of an emergency, the doors won't open. Before I knew it, I heard a voice come from a speaker.
"Hello? Is everything ok?" Someone said, thank god that button worked.
"Y-yes hello, I- the doors won't open." I replied.
"Okay miss, I need you to stay calm. I will get the doors open. Want me to call anyone for yo-"
"Em?? Um excuse-" I heard Tom's voice, luckily he's here. Then the speakers cut out. UGH. Around 2 minutes passed by when I heard the speaker person again.
"Could you tell me your name?" The voice behind the volume said.
"Emilia Brown.."
"Okay well, someone named Tom is here to talk to you while I get someone to open the doors."
"O-okay."
"Hey Em, are you okay?"
"Y-yeah.." Of course my worst fear is elevators. Can't catch a break can I?
"Don't worry, they're gonna get you out of there. I'm right here."
I listened to Tom's reassuring voice when I saw the doors slightly open, about an inch. Then a little more and I saw men on the other side. I was halfway through the floor.
"Hello Miss, we will get you out of there shortly." A man smiled behind the metal borders.
I simply nodded and fiddled with my phone.
"Em, I got you something chocolatey." I love him. Wait, no um no.
"Ooo thank you Tommy!" Next thing I knew the doors were open and all they had to do was pull me up.
"Miss, could you come over here please?" I was holding onto one of the bars, how did I not notice my grip? I slowly moved towards the half open doors as a man reached his arm through.
"Tom?"
"Yes, darling?"
"I'll see you soon." I smiled. I reached my hands up as the man grabbed them. I was being pulled up when he grabbed my hips, my bruises.
"Ouch! Sorry, I just.."
"Sorry miss, are you ok?"
"Yep!" The man finally got me out of that small, metal box. I lay on the floor staring at the ceiling when Tom walked over and looked down at me.
"Ready to go?" he looked into my eyes.
"Yup, just need a minute." I breathed.
The people around us scattered away and it was just me and Tom. He then lay next to me.
"There's not much to look at, it's a disgusting ceiling." He made me laugh.
"Yep.."
"I know somewhere we could go, c'mon." He stood up and I stretched my arms up. He grabbed them and we walked out of the building hand in hand.
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Flight To Bliss - T.H
FanfictionEmilia a 21 year old woman has a profession as a world traveler. She travels somewhere in England and is only planning to stay a year, thinking nothing will keep her there. But she was wrong.. Kinda enemies to lovers