Tom's Sky (¡A Tom Hiddleston fanfiction !)

#34

No matter where she goes, he was there too.

Because wherever she went, he was in her mind.

Whenever she thought it was over, life throws her down where she started.

"Skylar, your phone's been ringing for the last five minutes!" Zach reproached me from across the table.

It was Saturday and I have been distracted the whole day, thinking if it was better to avoid drama, I was sure Luke could be there, behind Tom, sending glares at me whenever he had the chance, or just go back to Los Angeles and try to get over it.

'What to do, what to do!' I wondered over and over again.

"Skylar!" Zach shouted at me when the phone started to ring once more.

I looked up, out of my train of thoughts, took the phone and picked the call without even looking the ID caller.

I wanted to be sure about what to do before I tell Zach and my friends.

"Hello?" I said and waited.

"You didn't text me back and now you're not picking up my calls, are you trying to break up with me?" A thick and amused voice echoed from the other side of the call.

"Harry" Skylar chuckled. "I'm sorry, i was just..."

"I'm joking!" Harry giggles. "Guess where am I?" He asks.

"I don't know... Hogwarts?" I teased.

"Ha ha... very funny, I'm in New York! At Donny Georgio's restaurant! I can't believe I've met the owner of my favourite place to eat" Harry says, excited.

"What are you doing there?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.

"Uh... some meetings here and there, music stuff" he answered.

"Weren't you in Los Angeles just yesterday?" I questioned him, remembering the text he sent.

"I walk fast?" Harry said, amusingly and made me laugh just like he made me laugh yesterday.

Harry had this effect on me ever since we met, it was odd and I never noticed before.

"Okay flash, what's the matter?" I asked, impatiently. "I'm sure you didn't call me to tell me about your visit to Georgio's" I joked.

"Right you are, uh... I was actually wanting to know, if you'd be up for a meeting with my manager, he wants to..."

"Ok hold on, wait a second..." I interrupted him. "Why would your manager want to meet up with me, for any reason at all" I asked, suspiciously.

"Oh! Well, about that... I-"

"Harry!" I said, menacingly. "What did you do?"

"Oh, I uh... I may or may not have shown to him a video of you, singing on stage and he asked if I could set up a meeting with you..."

"I'm sorry... Come again?" I asked, confused, no sure if what I just heard was right.

"Management wants to meet up with you, because I said you were better than the singer they wanted to sign up with" Harry explains in a hurry.

"You WHAT!?" I squealed. "Harry!"

Of all the calls I could receive, Harry's was the last I was waiting and of all the news he could give me, that was even the least expected.

"I'm sorry! He was bragging about that girl he found and thought it was a good singer and then I said, I've seen better and he said, no you didn't and I said, yes, I did, and then he said, prove it and then I made him watch one of your performances, because really though, that girl wasn't as good as he claimed she was and you are an incredible singer and I'm sorry? Skylar?"

I was no longer listening, I was speechless, just yesterday I was thinking that having an enemy like Luke Windsor, would mean I couldn't go further than singing at my favourite restaurant.

Not that it was bad, singing there, but I was just aspiring for a little more places.

"Harry, I... I don't know what to say" I murmured.

"Are you mad?" He asked, concerned.

"I should be!" I warned him. "But no, I'm not... I don't know, it's a big deal, you know? I just... wasn't expecting this" i struggled to say.

I was impressed and touched, because someone who barely knew her, was doing such a big favour to me.

It was not like my friends hadn't try already to make me sing, or arrange a contract with some label records to sign with, but I refused and made them promise they wouldn't do anything on my back, but Harry wasn't my friend, until weeks ago, and he didn't have a clue about the deal.

My career could start at the end of that meeting, or worse... it could be the end, without even starting.

"We will be back in L.A. in a few days and then we could meet up?" Harry said.

"I don't know when I'm going to be back in L.A. though" I said.

"You'll stay in London this week?" Harry asked, disappointingly.

"No, actually... I'm going to be in New York, this Monday" I admitted.

I said without thinking, a few minutes ago I was drowning in doubts, because I didn't know what to do and now I decided in a blink of an eye.

"Really? Why?" Harry wanted to know.

"Why? What do you mean with why?" I questioned.

"No, I mean... what's the reason, circumstances or occasion that's bringing you here!" Harry explains.

"Oh, well... there's a press conference for the Unicef's work we did in South Sudan and I was... invited" I said, looking around, shyly even though no one could see me.

Why was I telling this to him? I asked myself.

"Really? Skylar, that's awesome!" Harry said, excitedly. "It's perfect, we can meet up here!" He says.

"That's... great!" I hesitate; I didn't know what was going to happen those days.

"Then it's a date, i will call you in two days, it's that alright?" Harry wondered.

I wanted to say something about the "Date" meaning, but decided against it.

"Oh... yeah! Ok" I agreed.

Maybe it was a sign, there was a slight chance that Harry could help me with the 'Windsor' thing, to lead me to a right way of how to act and proceed, he must have lawyers and counsellors.

Harry hung up and immediately, Zach riddled me with questions.

I tried to explain everything to my brother, but he was too excited, because his sister was going to be a famous musician.

I tried to calm him down, but he was already planning to be my manager and travel around the world on tour buses.

"You're being delusional" I rolled my eyes and lied down on the couch. "Calm down, I'm going to call Evy and Georgio" I informed to Zach.

I called once, twice, three times and nothing.

Weird.

Evy's been waiting my call the whole week.

Maybe she felt asleep? It was actually quite late in L.A. right now.

I sent a text to Evy, saying that I would try to call again tomorrow and another text to Liam, telling him how much I missed Donny and that I would be back soon.