Mine (A Tom Hiddleston story)

Clueless

I feel a gentle caress on my cheek as I slowly open my eyes. "Good morning, Beautiful." A strong, masculine voice whispers. Tom, well, Adam.

I let my eyes adjust to the sunlight that is streaming through the small window. "Hmmm...?" I turn over on my back and stretch, "What time is it?"

"Just a little past nine, Love." I nod my head and close my eyes, "Five more min-" My eyes burst open and I let out a high pitched scream, I quickly bounce to my knees and tightly grip a pillow.

Tom, goodness, Adam just stares at me, a pitiful smile rests across his lips. "I was wondering when you would come to your senses, Love." He whispered as he took a seat on the bed. He on one side, I on the other.

"I bet so-"

"CUT!"

I dropped the pillow into my lap and sigh. "What's wrong this time, Joss?"

This whole scene has been a disaster. We can never seem to make it to just a few lines. It's the second day of filming, I definitely won't survive if it's like this everyday.

"Everything." He said, his voice muffled by his hands. "Everything."

"How about we take five?" Tom suggested as he glanced at me and then to Joss. "Or try to shot another scene?"

"No, no." Joss said as he stood from his chair. "I believe that we can get this in the next shot." He stood and walked over to me, "Screamer, I need you to work with me. I need you to be absolutely terrified of," he pointed to Tom, "him. I need that look on your face that you believe that he is going to hurt you. Kill you even. Got it?"

I sighed and shook my head. "I was never good in drama class, Joss. Why do you expect me to be good now? I never took acting lessons or anything." I clutched and then released the pillow in my hands. "The only reason I acted the way I did yesterday was because I really thought I was-"

"Being kidnapped!" Joss finished with a look of amazement across his face. "You had no idea what was going on! And you were perfect!" He clapped his hands a few times and motioned with his head, "Tom, need a minute."

Tom stood and looked over at me, "Be back soon Darling."

A few minutes went by with me just going over the lines in my head. Boring.

"Alrighty!" Both Joss and Tom came in with smiles on their faces. "We have decided to ditch this scene for now and film a different one downstairs, so," he motioned with his hands, "let's go!"

I clambered off the bed and ran a hand through my hair, "Which scene is it?" I asked Tom as we made our way down the steps. "I'm not sure, Love." He said, his voice translating over to Adam's.

"Umm, okay, Kat, I want you over here," he motioned with his hand, "cutting up stuff." He looked around for a moment and his eyes landed on an orange. "Here. Cut this."

"And Tom, you know what to do." He said as he walked out of the kitchen. "AND ACTION!!"

I wasn't at all sure on what to do, but I knew that I had to cut up a fruit, so I began doing just that. I placed my hand on the knife, pointer finger on top, holding the blade steady as I began chopping.

A few moments later, I feel a presence behind me. "You'll cut yourself if you keep holding the knife like that." The deep voice spoke: Adam. "Never put your finger on the blade." A hand came up behind me and placed it carefully on top of mine. "We can't have you going to the hospital now, can we?"

"Umm..." I trailed off, having no clue what to say. A deep chuckle entered my ears, "Cat got your tongue, Kat?"

"No..." I said as I tried to move my hand away. "I've got it now, umm, please go."

"Very well." The hand backed away, but his presence didn't. I craned my head to look at him, "I mean go, as in, go to the other side of the room."

"Nah." Adam laughed once more. "You'll cut yourself if I'm not watching for you."

"No, I'm sure I won't." I said as I cut a solid slice off of the orange. "See?"

"Just in case, Love."

A frustrated sigh lift my lips. "Oh, what's this?" Adam asked as he placed a curl behind my ear. "Getting flustered, are we?"

"Who wouldn't?" I shot back. "I do believe anybody in my position would get a little 'flustered'."

"And pray tell, what is your position, Beautiful?" Adam asked as he leaned his back against the counter and crossed his arms. I clutched the knife tightly in my hand and let out a deep breath through my nose. "Nothing. Never mind."

"No, no. I want to hear. Tell me, Princess." He said carelessly as he tilted his head downward. The way he said it, so sarcastically. It nearly made me want to bite his head off.

"Alright." I slammed the knife down on the table. "You kidnapped me for starters. You're forcing me to give up my life to live with you. You say that you love me, though I know that you don't mean it-"

"Never." Adam gripped me by the arms, tightly. "Ever." He pulled me to him. "Say." He leaned his face in close to mine. "That. I. Don't. Love. You." Each word he spoke, his face came closer to mine.

I closed my eyes and wrinkled up my nose. He was way to close. "Because I do." And he came even closer. Our noses were touching. "Do you understand me?"

I opened my eyes and nodded vigorously.

"CUT!"

In an instant Tom was back standing in front of me. That man, he was so well in getting into character. "Sorry for scaring you, Darling." He said as he rubbed my arm. "Joss just wanted to see what would happen if you didn't know what was going on."

"And it was perfect!" Joss said as he came around to us. "This is how we're gonna film the rest of the movie."

"By me being clueless?" I asked. Sure, I had read the book, but our lines were a little different.

"Exactly, Screamer."