✨Tom Hardy One Shots✨

1. Buy me a drink?

My friends and I are at our local bar tonight. It's a Friday night, what else are you supposed to do?

I am a huge party girl but I don't ever get black out drunk since that one time I did, I vowed never to again. It takes a lot of alcohol to get me drunk so having a few doesn't really do much to me. Abby on the other hand has one cocktail and she is slurring her words, then there is Holly, in as little words as possible... Holly is a drunk. Now I wouldn't say that to her face because I worry what that information would do to her. But it's the truth. She had a tough childhood so alcohol is the way for her to cope. Abby and I try not to encourage her to drink as much as she does but she is stubborn as fuck.

Y/N is wearing a black body tight dress that reaches her thighs, with some black and white converse on. Her hair curled, makeup subtle but perfect, 5'5.

Abby is in a gold glitter tight dress paired with some black heels, pin straight hair and a red lip, 5'2.

Holly is wearing some black ripped jeans, a white vans top, and a black cardigan. Some black knee high boots. 5'10

"I'm going to the lady's room", Holly announces. "Me too" Abby says, I look out the corner of my eye to her and notice what she is doing. Abby is very protective of Holly, she has been friends with her longer than me so she is like a sister to Holly. "I'll wait for the drinks". They both walk off heading for the bathroom. I get my phone out trying to occupy myself the best I can.

They get back 5 minutes later and the drinks have arrived. Holly downs her Margherita and orders another whilst Abby and I are still slowly sipping our firsts.

After my second I decide to follow Holly onto the dance floor. 'Man eater' starts playing and we love nothing more than to dance to our favourite songs.
Abby eventually joins us and her and Holly continue dancing for ages after I leave them there. I walk over to the bar out of breath and slightly sweaty, charming as always. "Could I please have a water?" I ask the barman. He slides me over a glass of water and I gulp it down. I take the bar stool and give myself a break.

I feel odd, like someone is staring at me. I look behind me, no one. I look to the left of me, no one. But when I look to the right if me, sure enough there is man eyeing me up. Usually I hate that sort of stuff, but this man is tall, hard, mysterious and extremely handsome. He sees me looking at him and walks over, taking the seat next to me.

"I'm Tom", I look to him smiling, "hello Tom, I'm Y/N". "Beautiful name, how are you today?" He asks me... Shocked by his manner of words I just stare at him. "Uh... Yeah, no my days been ok, what about you?", "It's been alright yeah. Hectic but good". I nod, not really knowing what to say.

All I can do is look at this beautiful man next to me and wonder why he is over here with me when he could be over there with those beautiful girls.
But at the same time I don't want to take this miracle for granted...

"Buy me a drink?" I ask him. "What's your order?". The barman comes over and recognizes Tom sitting next to me, "Mr Hardy, great to see you again" I look at them and Tom smiles. Hardy look at me egging me to order. "Could I please get a virgin Shirley temple please?", "And for you?" He asks looking at Tom. "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks please".

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After a couple rounds, who I now know as Tom Hardy, has become very charming and  loves to give compliments. My favourite was "your eyes are as brown and beautiful as tree bark", I couldn't help but laugh at his drunken compliment. "Thank you, I guess". He stares at me as I laugh. His stare is hungry, needy, everything I feel but so much more. Here's the thing, I've never been lucky with guys, every boyfriend I've had, has cheated on me. So I started to blame myself, started to see myself as the problem.

"I'd love to take you home with me" Mr Hardy blurts out. I look at him, surprised. Did he actually just admit that?.
"Look as much as I want you too, I couldn't possibly do that. Your drunk and I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you" I admit. His gaze flickers on and off me as if seeing a new found person, someone he has never met before. "Can I at least get your number, so when I'm not wasted I can call you and ask you out?". "You can, yes."

I write down my number in his phone, when Abby and Holly find me. "Y/N!" they squeal. They start tumbling over each other. "I best get them home" I say to Tom. "You do that. I'll call you" he shouts when I walk away with both the girls in clutch. I take a quick glance at him and giggle. He winks.

I must say, the ending of this day might not have been fun, trying to drag two drunk women into a car and then get them into my flat, but before this I had such a great time. I now regret not taking Tom's number because god knows if he'll message me when he wakes up sober.

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