Reasons to love older men (Tom Hardy x reader)

8 • Meeting my friends

"I know mum."

"I just don't want you getting pregnant," she said.

"I'm not going to get pregnant from not having sex mum," I told her.

Tom laughed.

We were on the way back to university in the train, thankfully Tom hadn't been recognised yet, although he was wearing a large hoodie so I wasn't surprised.

"I don't care, you might eventually have sex and then get pregnant. You need to tell me when—"

"Mum, I'm an adult, I don't need to tell you when I loose my virginity."

Tom was trying to concentrate on his phone but kept looking up at me and laughing at what I was saying. I just continued to look at him with an annoyed expression.

"Bye mum."

"Bye."

I had decided to tell her about my recent relationship status change, not specifically who it was, I was just worried she might question who I was hanging out with all the time.

"Your mum is amazing," he laughed.

"Don't even get me started."

When we arrived at my flat I had told Tom to wait in the kitchen because of how messy my room was. I wasn't exactly counting on anyone coming over.

"Sorry I'm done now," I said to him as I came to the kitchen.

"Hi," I heard at the door. It was my flatmate. Shit.

"Oh my god, hi, I haven't seen you in ages."

"I know right. How was the summer job?"

I thought for a second, laughing slightly. I moved to the side, showing Tom who was sat at the table.

Her mouth widened.

"Hi, I'm Tom."

She looked at me, then to Tom and back to me again. "It must've gone well then," she finally said.

"I swear to god if she tells anyone your career will be over," I said when we got back to my room. I sat on the bed, propping my legs up while Tom sat next to me.

"I think you're overthinking this."

"I think you're under thinking this."

"What's happening with tonight then?" He asked.

"I just think the idea of you coming is a bad idea."

"But I want to meet your friends."

I groaned.

He pulled my legs onto him. He leaned into me, gently guiding me towards him with a hand on my chin and pressed a kiss to my lips.

When we parted I groaned again. "Fine. But all my friends are film students so don't complain if they bombard you with questions."

About an hour later after watching a couple episodes of the office, I started getting ready. I wasn't sure what to wear but I kinda wanted to show off my body to Tom, baring in mind I'd been wearing his clothes so they were all oversized.

"So what is your favourite movie of mine?"

"Probably Batman or inception."

"That's just because you love Cillian," he chuckled.

"Oh yeah and Christopher Nolan."

"When you meet them you better not cheat on me."

"You mean if?"

"I meet your friends, you meet mine. That's usually how relationships go. Although you're a virgin so you have no idea," he chuckled.

"Fuck you," I said, throwing the jumper of his I'd just taken off.

He just laughed.

After picking out a decent outfit, just a simple black dress I began to undress. I looked over to Tom who was just staring at me, taking everything in. He coughed slightly. "Jesus christ," he mumbled.

"You good?" I asked, smirking.

"Why do you do this to me?" He questioned.

I looked down to see what he meant.

Holy shit.

"You've got a fucking semi haven't you?" I laughed.

"No I don't."

"You do, oh my god." I put on my dress at a slow speed looking at him as I did it.

"Fuck my life," he groaned, rubbing his face in embarrassment.

"Y/n!" I heard someone shout from outside.

"Who that?" He laughed.

"It's probably Nell, could you tell her we're coming down."

He got up off the bed, adjusting himself and went to the window. "We're coming down now!" He yelled.

There was a pause. "Who are you?"

"I'm Tom, you're Nell right?"

She didn't answer.

"She's looking quite shocked. You didn't tell her?"

"I've only told Jax, Shayn and Esme. Sorry, I know I should have."

"It's okay, to be honest I've only told one person."

"Oh god who?"

"Leo. I dunno I thought he'd like understand or whaever."

"You mean..."

"Exactly," he laughed, scratching the back of his neck.

"Y/n's got a boy in her room," I heard Nell saying.

"Yeah more like a man," Jax replied, laughing.

"Yeah definitely," Tom commented, winking and smirking at me. "Come on love, let's go." Toms hand grabbed mine and dragged me along, all the way downstairs until we saw my friends outside my flat.

"Oh my fucking god. Is that Tom Hardy?" Nell asked.

"Yes it is," Tom said.

***

When we got to the pub there were stares but honestly not as much as I would've thought. Tom noticed my discomfort with everything and gripped my hand. I looked over to him and gave a smile.

"What can I get you? Oh Y/n, how was your summer?" The bartender asked.

"Yeah, it was good, I found a new friend."

The bartender looked to Tom. "Oh my god, aren't you that actor from that um... what's it called? The one about the dreams."

"No—" I started.

Tom squeezed my hand again. "Yes, that's me."

"Well you're a lucky guy, Y/n's definitely a keeper."He had already gotten my normal order for me. "And for you mate?"

"I'll have have a becks blue please, the non alcoholic one."

"Yeah no problem."

As we walked away carrying our drink Tom spoke up. "That guy was fucking flirting with you."

"You know what? I think you're overreacting," I repeated what he had said to me earlier.

He shot me an annoyed expression. "You're impossible."

"And that's why I'm so irresistible to you."

"Not just to me apparently."

"You said you wanted to meet everyone," I said, raising my eyebrows. When we sat down Nell had asked about the summer job. If I'm being honest I didn't really want to talk about it, like am I that much of a slut that I fell for Tom? I worry about what's going to happen later on in interviews and everything.