Twiddles

Prologue

The day had finally come. It was the day you were leaving your home and moving to America to restart your life, you had no job waiting for you, no house, no plan, just Tom waiting for you. You set foot on the plane shaking, this was it, no going back. You were really doing this. You found your seat and sat down, after a bit of waiting the plane went down the runway and you were off. Leaving Europe behind not knowing what was next. As you flew over the clouds you thought over the life you were leaving behind, friends who had ditched you, a boyfriend who cheated, a family who didn't really care. You knew this was the right thing to do, moving on, letting go, starting over. You would stay with your long time friend Thomas William Hiddleston, or Twiddles as you called him. You had met Tom when you were 8 years old on the playground when he stood up for you to a bully, of course Tom was smaller than the bully and wound up on the ground with some bruises, but it was such a sweet thing to do, he didn't even know you at the time, just saw you crying and stepped in, you immediately became good friends and had been your whole lives, until he started getting famous and you rarely got to see him, that is. But he still did his best to stay in touch even then. Now after a long phone call he'd convinced you to come restart your life and offered a place to stay until you got on your feet, you weren't sure at first, staying with him? You thought it'd be awkward, still think it might actually, but he'd assured you that you would keep the platonic relationship you'd always had. So here you were, on a plane off to get a fresh start in a different country. Wow. What an adventure this would be.
Alonsy