TOM HIDDLESTON
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A/N: This is a short little imagine I wrote for my fanpage a while back. Typically I'm not a huge fan of imagines but I decided to write this one anyway. Well it's sort of halfway between an imagine and a one shot to be honest. idk.
I hope you enjoy it either way!
This is dedicated to @korahuddles because "Friday, I'm in love" is kind of her song and often makes an appearance in her lovely fanfiction (which all of you should go read. It's called "His English Heart" and I adore it). That and she's awesome and I just felt like dedicating this to her.
I love you guys!
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You'd been standing behind the line all day so you could be at the front to see him. Maybe even speak with him. But finally you couldn't hold it anymore... You had to make a mad dash for the restroom. Cursing yourself you headed off to find it and having convinced a large group of the fangirls you'd become friends with to help you get back to your spot as soon as you returned you headed off in desperate search of the restrooms. Long story short, you get lost.
You are in a random hallway with no signs or clues as to where you are and you're now very frustrated. You choose a random direction at a turn and run until you stop dead in your tracks just before you run into a very tall, thin, finely suited man. You think you recognise the him but his back is turned... It can't possibly be- You stop on your heels less than a foot away from him (you're so thankful you didn't trip into him) and he hears you and turns around.
You blink. You stop. For a moment you forget you really need to use the restroom. It's the man you came here to see. He gives you a broad grin that spreads all the way to his bright blue eyes, and he practically towers over you.
"Oh! Hello there love! Are you lost?" He says amiably. You cannot seem to form an intelligible word in your mind or mouth because your mental faculties have spontaneously combusted due to complete meltdown in the- everywhere sector actually. Had he just called you "love"?! You aren't a fainting type of person but right now you might just turn into a Victorian era lady and drop to the ground in a dead faint. With your lack of being able to breath maybe you'll need CPR even.
Finally you stutter out a word. "Y...yes."
He keeps smiling and looks at you with understanding. "Yes, I very nearly got lost earlier as well. It's confusing back here. Where were you trying to get to? Maybe I can help you find it."
Your breath catches. He really does seem as sweet as they say, but you blush a bit as you don't necessarily want to announce that you need to get to the restroom ASAP.
"Umm.... I uh... I was searching for the restroom."
He nods, "Well I think I saw the ladies' room a ways back.... Come on let's see if we can't find it.... Um excuse me but may I ask your name?"
Your face cannot possibly go a darker shade of scarlet than it already has because he's simply being to nice, you tell him your name and his smile widens again.
"Lovely. That is one of my favourite names." You were wrong. Your face could flush more. You allow yourself to smile back up at him, beaming from ear to ear. You cannot help it. It's just- him! You walk in near silence for a couple minutes, him concentrating on finding the path and you still a bit awestruck. You go for a bathroom and instead you find Tom Hiddleston... A bit unlikely but apparently possible seeing as it's happening and you already discreetly pinched yourself to make sure it wasn't a dream.

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