Babysitting Tom (a Tom Hiddleston story)

So this is Tom

Ava locked herself into the house and carried her things to her room. Then she went out into the garden. It had a high hedge running around it, except for out to the driveway where there was a 6 foot fence with a gate in it, so she could swim or sunbathe without anyone seeing her.

The pool looked nice, it would be fun to spend the hot days there and she might get lucky and see Tom in only swimwear. That wouldn't be bad at all, no it wouldn't and the contract didn't say anything about looking.

She went inside again. The living room had a big couch and a big screen tv, one wall was totally covered in books of all kinds.

Ava vent into the kitchen, it was a nice and spacious kitchen, and the fridge was filled with food, it was probably care of Luke.

Her subconsciousness was teasing her. No one would know if she just went and took a small peak and she ended up tiptoeing down the hall, then stopping herself, there was no reason to be quiet, she was all alone.

This had to be his bedroom, and she slowly opened the door, peaking inside, she just wanted to know if it said something about him.

The room was dominated by a king size bed in dark wood, she stepped inside, looking around, the walls were of white and the floor light wood.

There were posters from all his movies on the wall, but they were framed and looked very nice.

One wall was a big build in closet in dark wood, matching the bed, she opened the door, it held a lot of different suits and tuxedos, the other one had shirts in every colour.

The last one contained shelves with everyday clothes, there wasn't as much. There was also a drawer with boxers and one with socks, she pulled out a pair of socks.

Wow he has big feet she thought, what was that saying, men with big feet has .. Big shoes she told herself. Try to act professional she told herself, you want to keep this job, you ain't gonna get that kind of pay anywhere else.

As she turned to leave she spotted a T-shirt that had been thrown on the chair next to the door, it looked like it at been used and she couldn't stop herself but picked it up.

She sniffed it, oh God it smelled good. Masculine, fresh and a bit spicy, she threw the T-shirt back on the chair, scolding herself for acting like a perverted stalker.

But as she walked out she couldn't help thinking if he really smelled that good ? She had a thing for the way men smelled, and that T-shirt had sent shivers through her.

Ava vent into her own room and unpacked, she still couldn't believe that this was happening, Sasia was right, it kind of sounded like one of her stories.

Well yes she found it a bit embarrassing to be writing fan fiction at her age, and earlier she had found the whole concept silly, but she loved writing and she had always been writing stories.

And one day she had tried reading some online and got an urge to start writing one herself, just wanting to see if she could do it better than some of the stories and well when she first started, she couldn't stop again.

She knew they weren't realistic and sometimes really corny, but it was innocent and she had fun, it made her relax.

Back to Tom coming home:
Ava heard the car in the driveway and got out of the pool. She hadn't expected them so soon. It wasn't like she wanted to meet him wearing a bikini, but it was too late to change now.

The garden gate opened and he stepped through. He still had his face turned towards Luke saying something to him and she had a moment here she could look at him without seeming creepy.