Y/N being a famous Hiddleston

first night in LA

Zawe drove to were you and Tom, (you were sleeping) were sitting. Zawe stopped right in front of him and said in an extreme, playful British accent: "Has you asked for a taxi driver, sir?"

Tom smiled and looked up to her while you were sleeping on his shoulder. Zawe stepped out the car and walked over to you two.

"Oh my gosh Tom, she's adorable...!"

Tom nodded and rested his head against Zawe's chest when she stood right in front of him. She played with his hair a second before saying that they should leave before you woke up or something. Tom agreed and moved you with your stuff to the back seat while Zawe took place in the drivers seat. Tom was stunned for a second, since he always drove, but after that Zawe told him he was sleepy and tired and that it was dangerous, he agreed and took place on the passages seat. and he was very grateful for that, since he fell asleep five minutes after they drove away.

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The next morning you woke up in a white room. There stood nothing but a bed, closet, desk and chair and your two suitcases and backpacks

You sat up and groaned. you looked on the clock and saw that it was only 9.38 am, but you had the feeling like it was 1.57 pm. 

"fucking god..." you groaned and grabbed your head sleepy. You rubbed your eyes noticing that you still wear the same clothes as yesterday

"hey honey," Zawe walked in the room, smiling at your sleepy face, "how did you sleep?"

"good," you say nodding while you look around relaxed.

"that's great! now, how about we go shopping today for some new clothes after you had breakfast and made yourself home in your room?"

You nod slowly, "sure."

"great!" she turns around and walks away while she says: "I'll see you downstairs than!"