Song for this chapter:
From Eden - Hozier
"There's something lonesome about you, something so wholesome about you"
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Finally after what seemed like forever we get home. The car ride was kinda quiet, Sam was asleep, Harrison on his phone, Harry working on a story line for his next short film and Tom and I ended up in the front seats. The sun had already set and we were driving through the English countryside looking at all the stars and distant lights as we went past. I placed my arm on the open window and rested my head on top. It was so peaceful with the wind blowing across my face and my eyes held shut, it felt like I was flying.
As soon as we all got out the car we grabbed our stuff and made our way inside. It had been decided on the car trip that Harry and Sam would stay over for the night to avoid them driving while they we sleepy. However I still had not gotten my bed set up I just decided not to tell anyone and sleep on the floor. Harrison would have a hissy fit if I did anything else, so Tom and Sam shared the bed and Harry slept on the couch. I had a couple of pillows and blankets that I had unpacked but because of the whole big move I just didn't have a bed or a mattress yet. Seems like something you would think about before moving but apparently not, I'm not that good at thinking ahead. I gathered the duvet and couple pillows I have and curled up against the wall near the radiator to try and keep warm. It seems kinda stupid to not say anything and sleep on the floor but I honestly don't want to deal with Harrison again and the fact I know he's right. So for now I will sleep on the floor and hope I decide to go get a mattress soon.
I whimpering comes from the squeaky door waking me up to what I guess is the next day. I slowly try and open my eyes looking around and having a little stretch.
"Well good morning. I would ask why you're sleeping on the floor but I feel like that's a stupid question" the boy says from the door way.
"Harry and Sam have left and Tom's gone to set, so it's just you and I" I assume Harrison continues.
"I have a couple things to do today around the town and if you wanted you could come, I know you haven't seen much around the area so it might be a good idea to get out and have a look around."
I blink my eyes open again, trying to get used to the light.
"Yeah I think that would be great, thanks Harrison" I give him a small smile.
"Awesome well then I'm going to get ready and let's say we leave in half an hour. Sound good" he says.
"Sounds great" I reply with a smile.
As we walk around the town some people recognise Harrison, which was kinda nice to see. A couple people took some photos with him and went on their way, others stopping for a chat and asking about Tom which he was happy to engage in.
"Doesn't it feel weird?" I ask.
"Doesn't what feel weird?" He questions
"Just the fact that people want to take photos of you because you're friends with Tom. Like I don't want to sound bad but I never had photos taken of me because I'm best friends with Dove. Like it just seems strange." I continue.
"Kinda I guess. But it's something I got used to and probably something you're going to need to get used to as well. Being friends with Tom will get you recognised in an instant. People will want to know everything about you, who you are, your name, your family, who you're dating, where you are, who you're with. It sounds terrifying but you'll get used to it and eventually better at finding your own ways around it." He replies, I guess he's right. He's been friends with Tom for so long you'd think he'd be okay with it by now.
We continue walking around the town, stopping into some shops to grab some clothes and new towels and other things. By 4 we decide to head home as Tom would be finishing up around 6 and I wanted to cook diner for when he gets home. I took a while but as Tom walked through the door the risotto was just about finished, perfect timing.
"What is that smell? It is amazing!" Tom remarks walking through the door and putting his coat down on the table.
"It is a risotto sir and it is cooked nice and fresh just for you" I smile Turing back around to look a him.
"Really! Just for me?" He smiles
"Yes just for you, everyone else gets spaghetti on toast." I joke
He does a slight laugh, coming over and doing a massively exaggerated sniff of the pan.
"It really does smell brilliant, thank you so much for cooking." He says looking into my eyes, plastering a smile across my cheeks and making me instantly look away.
Whilst he goes upstairs to have a shower and change Harrison comes down and sets the table. We all agree that this is the best thing we have ever tasted and finish off the whole pan leaving the dishes for the dishwasher to clean. Considering it had been a big day for all of us we choose to sit down on the couch and put on a movie. I suggested The Impossible but it got an overwhelming no from Tom. We ended up putting on Captain America instead, not quite what I wanted but it will do. I was quite tired but determined to make it all the way through the movie before I went to 'bed'. Half way through Harrison went up to bed and just as the movie finished Tom and I made our way as well.
"I still would've preferred to watch The Impossible but I can't say I didn't enjoy watching Chris Evans for 3 hours." I laugh waking up the smallest of stairs leading to our bedrooms.
"I didn't not enjoy it too" he giggles. Opening my door to let me through to my room. When he takes a look inside he stops.
"No way do you not have a bed and slept in the pile last night." He gestures over to my pile of blankets and pillows.
"Maisie the duvet doesn't even have a cover on it." He laughs
"It was comfy." I laugh back.
"Yeah no not happening again, you're coming with me." He says turning me around and walking into his room.
"I don't think that's a particularly good idea, I mean I'm more then happy to sleep in my pile again." I say turning around to walk out the door but being stopped and turned back around again.
"Wrong, I mind. You don't even have a mattress! Look tomorrow you can come to set with me and then when the shoot is done we can go get you a bed and a mattress. Sound good?" He nods at me not really giving me a chance to say no.
"Well what if I had plans for tomorrow?" I reply sarcastically.
"I know you don't" He quickly adds.
"Fine. But only tonight, that's it." I stomp over to the bed and take a seat cross legged, giving him a slight smile.
"Only tonight" He turns off the light.
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Roommates | Tom Holland
Fanfiction"You're Tom Holland." I say looking at him up and down. "and Harrison Osterfield." I say in shock, both of them laugh. "Did this just click in your head?" Harrison laughs.
