Whole ride to the set was silent. Harry tried a few times to start a conversation but Y/n only smiled and nodded, being almost afraid to speak. Every time Tom's knee touched hers, she felt like she would jump out of her skin. She tried focusing on something else. But saying it was hard was an understatement.
Work wasn't any better. She was so unfocused, she almost broke her camera.
"What's gotten into you today? You seem off .." Harry asked while helping her pack some equipment.
"I'm sorry, just… a lot of stuff on my mind. Family stuff." She lied. She took a sip of coffee from her favorite work mug.
"You know you can talk to us right?"
"Yeah I know, just…" she was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Talk about what?" Tom said, sturtling y/n.
"Fuck!" She yelled, spilling the coffee on herself and the ground. "God! No…. No… " she whispered, eyes filling with tears. She stood there, with a giant stain on her white shirt and jeans.
"I'm so sorry Y/n… I didn't mean to scare you… Let me help-" Tom apologized.
"No! I'll be fine."
"Hey, there are some clothes in the dressing room. You can go change there." Harry pointed out.
"Yeah, and we are finished for today. So we can head home" Tom looked at Y/n's glossy eyes.
"Ok… I'll be right back". She walked to the dressing room.
After a few minutes, Tom excused himself and went to find y/n. He knew he should apologize for a lot more than the coffee accident. He took a step into the dressing room and saw Y/n turned away from the door, standing there… just about to take the shirt off..
"Oh! I'm sorry!" He quickly turned away.
"Can you please stop doing this! You are scaring the crap outta me for the second time in a matter of minutes!" Y/n screamed trying to cover herself.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were alright".
"I'm ok… just please leave" Y/n said with a broken voice.
Tom wanted to say something more but decided that leaving the room was the best choice.
