The groom and the maid of honor (a Tom Hiddleston story)

A chance meeting and fake names

13 June 2014
*Bree*
I am walking down along the exotic beach in the warm evening, it is absolutely breathtaking, and I walk through the sand bare footed, my sandals in my hand.

Up ahead I can hear happy voices and music. Apparently there is a party going on further down the beach, and I walk towards it, wanting to see if there is some fun to be had.

This is the night before my cousin's wedding in Hawaii. I just arrived earlier today and I have spent the afternoon at her bachelorette party, but you know, wasn't much of a party actually, just a bunch of woman getting manicures and sipping champagne. Then a nice dinner and the rest, all being in committed relationships, went back to their bungalows, so that is why I find myself walking the beach alone.

This is so very different from my normal life that it is practically another world. I was born in Canada, but spend the last 10 years with my father, who is a doctor, in the amazones. Now at 28 I was on my way back to Canada to start my own life, when my cousin called that she was getting married kinda head over heels.

We were very close as children and teenagers, and even though we kinda drifted apart she wanted me to be her maid of honour, so of course I flew out here.

It is all very spur of the moment and a big secret. You see my cousin is a tv actress and apparently she is marrying some actor she used to date shortly some years ago, who she hooked up with again. I haven't even met the guy and I have no idea what he looks like or who he is. Nothing weird in that though, I haven't exactly been following those things in the rainforest.

The rhythms of the music is exotic, and as I get closer I can see it is mostly locals, dancing and drinking in a small bar right on the beach. It is like taken right out of a movie. There is a live band playing and people are dancing barefoot in the sand, following the enticing rhythms.

As I come closer a woman put a flower necklace around my neck and I smile at her, she smiles back. "Welcome, come dance with us, let yourself be free".

"I'd love to". I answer and soon I am moving to the rhythm, feeling Hawaii in my blood and well maybe just a bit the alcohol too.

*Tom*
We were going to go back to the bungalows to sleep, it is a big day tomorrow after all. There is only me and Ben back anyway, everyone else has already returned to their bungalows some time ago.

But then we spot some locals having a party on the beach. I like the rhythm of the music and I haven't had a chance to dance. I do love dancing. "Come on Ben lets go check out the party".

"Seriously Tom, we have a big day tomorrow.. Well you have a big day, we better go back and sleep of the alcohol.. be clear headed you know". He says, shaking his head.

I shrug and walks towards the party. "Well, you go back then, Sophie is probably waiting for you. I'll be along soon. I just want to listen to the music for a while, enjoy my last evening as a free man".

"Are you sure this is a good idea Tom ? She will not be happy with you if you are hangover or to tired". He tells me. He doesn't need to, I know very well how pissed she would be.

I just smile and clap his shoulder. "Don't worry, I will be back within an hour. See you tomorrow Ben".

He walks off, shaking his head, but he is not saying anything else. I honestly truly meant it when I said I would go back to sleep soon, unfortunately that just wasn't how the night went.

As I come closer I spot her instantly, dancing barefoot in the sand, possibly the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is wearing a white dress flowing around her as she sway her body and a couple of flower necklaces dangles around her sensual neck.

Her thick dark hair falls in soft waves down to the middle of her back. She is about 5'7 and slim but shapely and she moves like a temptress, luring men to her. A lot of the men are watching her, but no one seems to dare make a move.

I don't know why I walk over to her. I certainly know I shouldn't, but I am unable to stop myself, something about her draws me in.

*Bree*
"Can I have this dance miss ?" A soft deep voice ask right in front of me.

I open my eyes, realising I have to look up to find his face. Damn he is tall and oh so very handsome and I can't help but smile and nod.

His big hands grab my hips, pulling me quite close to him, and we move in time with the music together. It kind of feels like a dream, a very nice dream. He has tuzzled ginger hair, blue eyes and the most beautiful smile.

"What's your name ?" He whispers in my ear, and I don't know why I lie.. maybe I just want to remain anonymous as I leave in two days and this can never be more than a small holiday fling. "Holly, my name is Holly, and yours ?"

He smiles at me. "Well Hi there Holly, I am Ben".