London Boy (A Tom Hiddleston Fanfic)

Madness

Waking up and remembering her refrigerator was bare, Lauren quickly walked to a small shop down the street to pick up some essentials. She was back just in time for the cable guy who was knocking on the door as she walked up to her flat.

When he finally left, Lauren yawned as she picked up her laptop and brought it to the couch with her. Her internet was finally hooked up and she was itching to do a little research on her landlord.

An hour later, she still hadn't taken a bite of her croissant she had placed on the coffee table in front of her. She was too engrossed in all the information she was finding.

She couldn't believe he wasn't just an actor, but famous! She figured he was in some TV show that was a hit in the UK, but no; he was an international star.

A firm knock at the front door startled her. She glanced at the time and felt embarrassed for how long she'd been online ogling images of Tom in tuxedos on the red carpet.

Closing her laptop and placing it beside her on the couch, she stood up and went to the door. Her boxes had arrived. Lauren brought them in, one by one. They were mostly stuffed with books and a few DVDs and CDs.

Not having anything else to do, she she knelt on the floor and opened one of the boxes to start unpacking her beloved books. Not all of them have been read, but they still contained a lot of sentimental value to Lauren. She remembered receiving The Giver from her grandfather for her twelfth birthday. He was gone now, having succumbed to cancer, but memories of their time together came flooding back as she caressed the loving inscription he had written inside the cover.

"My Sweet Laurie,

We know my time here is coming swiftly to an end. My memories of you growing up are my most treasured. Your grandmother would have been crazy about you. Don't ever forget to make as many memories as possible with the ones you hold dear.

Love you always,
Grandpa Joe"

She sat there, reading a few pages before continuing unpacking.

Some time later, she felt a bit more at home having her books proudly displayed on the shelves. She opened the last box and found the few DVDs she owned. She rarely watched movies, preferring the written word and her own imagination. But she had accumulated a nice little collection thanks to Christmases and birthdays.

She gasped when she pulled out her unopened copy of Thor, remembering it was one of the movies she learned Tom was in. She'd forgotten she owned it! Rushing to rip the plastic off, she was so thankful for her laptop since the DVD was the wrong region for the DVD player in her sitting room.

She made herself comfy and braced herself for the movie as it started up.

Once Thor was over, she sat there for a minute, mulling over the fact that the handsome young villain of the film was her landlord. He had a gift, there was no doubt about that. One scene had even brought tears to her eyes; when his character Loki confronted his father, Odin, about Loki's past. Tom had definitely impressed her.

A loud growl emerged from her stomach, reminding her that she had skipped breakfast and lunch altogether. Hours had gone by and her sudden obsession with Tom made her feel absolutely ridiculous.

Looking at the time on her cell phone, she saw she had a missed call. She didn't recognize the number and there was no message on her voicemail, so she decided to call them back.

"Hello?" a man answered on the other line.

Lauren cleared her throat before replying, "Hi, sorry, but I'm returning your call?"