Won't let go

Chapter 5

>>Time skip>>

It was finally the day. The Oscars were tonight and I'm fricken terrified. I've done some on stage live stuff but not in front of literally the whole world. What if I mess up. I could damage mine and Tom's careers! I need to calm down that's not going to happen. I can't mess this up because nobody knows what I'm actually supposed to say but me so nobody will know. Except Tom.

It was about 1pm and both mine and Tom's makeup and hair crew was coming in a few minutes. I can't wait to put on my dress. I designed the whole thing with some help but I had the vision and then one of the best designers brought it to life.

We were sitting on the couch watching a movie and I was twiddling with my fingers.

Tom: " you nervous?"

You: " how can you tell?"

Tom: " well over these two months I have noticed that when you get nervous you play with your fingers. But don't worry love you have nothing to worry about."

He grabbed both of my hands.

Tom: " you will be great because you are great at everything you do. And when you get really nervous just turn that into excitement. Ok?"

You: " ok."

The door bell rang. He gave my hand a light squeeze before letting go. I walked to the door and I opened it to see a bunch of people holding boxes and and boxes of makeup and hair stuff.

Lady: " hello miss.Baldwin where would you like us to set up?"

You: " um in the kitchen would be great."

I showed them to the kitchen and they set up. A couple of them went to Tom's bathroom to did his hair and a bit of makeup but it was me who needed the most work.

After about 2 hours they were done my makeup and then another hour and they were done with my hair. I've been sitting in my dress the whole time with one of the covers they put of you when you are getting your hair cut just to make sure they didn't get any makeup on my dress. Tom was up stairs waiting until I was done so he could see before and then after. I was finally done I stood up and put on my shoes. I then texted Tom and told him I was ready. The crew left pretty quickly. Tom came down the stairs in a classic black and white tux.

Tom's pov:

As I walked down the stairs I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She looked fricking gorgeous, beautiful, hot, pretty, and just to perfect.

Tom: " woah."

I swear I was drooling.

Tom: " you look."

Her eyes searched mine looking for an answer.

Tom: " fucking stunning, perfectly amazingly gorgeous."

She blushed.

You: " I didn't think that that was a thing."

She laughed.

Tom: " it's only a thing for you love."

Your pov:

We went to the Oscars separately so that people weren't all like omg you're dating! Even though we aren't it's just easier that way. It was absolutely terrifying but we did it and we didn't fail on our speech. We went one of the after parties but both of us were pretty tired so we didn't stay for long.

Once we got home I immediately took off my shoes and threw my clutch. And plopped down on the couch.

You: " hey Tom?"