5 • Drunk confessions

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"Another beer?" Tom asked, looking at my empty bottle.

"Yeah sure. Wait I'm your runner I should be getting the beer," I laughed.

He chuckled, "I don't mind, I'm getting a cuppa."

"Oh okay," I smiled.

We were hanging out in his trailer after a long day of filming. We were about two months into filming, we'd just filmed the fight scene, after Ron is rude to Frances. I had to admit watching Tom kiss Emily wasn't exactly how I wanted to spend my day. The matter of the fact was I most indefinitely had a crush on Tom and I wasn't going to get over it anytime soon. I was totally and completely fucked.

We'd become amazing friends over the time of filming, but I wasn't planning on making a move don't worry I'm not that stupid.

"Right, so them script you sent me."

"What about them? Oh god, were they bad?" Great my idol doesn't think I have potential. 

"No, no, no," he laughed, putting a hand on my arm. "They were incredible."

"Are you serious?" I was so confused.

"Yeah right, I have some questions about Dearest Beverly though."

"Ask away."

"Who is Jack? Is he real?"

"Yup."

"Please elaborate."

"Okay, I met him in the first probably month of university, he was really nice, but one night we kissed or whatever and he wanted to come back to mine but I said no," I explained. "He basically only talked to me after that when he was drunk and that's it."

"So you never had sex with him?"

"Nope."

"Okay, another question... Are you actually a virgin?"

Great my crush asking if I was a virgin. Once again not how I wanted to spend my day. "Well the thing is—"

"You're a virgin, oh my god."

I didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, waiting for the right person is a good choice. I wish I had."

I didn't say anything I just forced a smile.

"Anyways. Right so, don't be angry with me."

"Oh fuck sake," I mumbled, having a swig of my beer. "What?"

"I may have given the other script you sent to my agent."

"Are you serious? Wait why?" I wined.

"Because it was really good. I think it has real potential baby."

The 'baby' at the end made me smile and honestly turned me on but I cannot say that out loud.

"What?" Tom asked.

"What?"

"You just thought of something just then."

"Nah," I laughed.

"What do you mean nah?"

"I can't say that out loud."

"Wait what?"

"I just—" fuck I think I'm drunk.

"Are you drunk?"

"Nope." Fuck me, I'm drunk.

"You're drunk, aren't you?" He asked.

"Yup," I admitted.

If I was to go any further I would've admitted everything. Shit I think I might be about to.

Fuck. 

"I like flirt with you all the time."

He didn't say anything.

"Fuck did I just ruin everything."

He started to smile and then laugh. "Y/n... you're nineteen... I'm thirty eight. Fuck sake."

"Shit, I'm so fucking sorry." Even though I was completely pissed, I completely regret everything I just said.

"No, no, no, it's fine," he smiled. He put a hand on my thigh.

"Wait what?" I questioned.

"I mean it's okay, I just— fuck Y/n." He put down his tea and looked away from me. "Maybe... um... could we just see how things go and maybe think about it?"

"Yeah of course."

"Right, it's getting late, we should both go home, yeah?"

"Yeah but um... could we not sleep here?" I asked.

He looked around like he was thinking. "Do you want me to sleep on the couch?" He scratched his arm.

"No, no, stay with me." I laughed, I honestly don't even know why. "I'm so happy when I'm around you."

"Me too love."

"Come on." He got up from the sofa and reached out a hand to me. I reached back and he pulled me up. "I don't have any clothes with me though, do you want to wear my t-shirt and I can wear my boxers?"

"Yeah, that's perfect."

He lead me to the bedroom at the opposite end of the trailer

He walked around the bed while reaching under his t-shirt and pulling it off, revealing his toned body and abs for the first time. He then took his jeans off, smirking at me when he saw me admiring the view.

He handed me the t-shirt, a plain black one and turned around while he saw I had started to undress. "Sorry," he said. "Didn't mean to look."

"Sorry, yeah I'm just insecure about my body."

"That's okay, I am too."

I paused for a second, looking at his toned back. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah course."

"Oh, sorry, you're just, like, really attractive."

"Awe thanks."

"It's no problem."

He got into the bed and flipped the covers back on my side. I quickly got in and curled up slightly. We were barely touching but I could feel the heat of his body.

"Night love." I could just about see his smile in the dark room.

"Night Mr Hardy."

He gave a soft chuckle.

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