Young & Inlove // Tom Holland

12 // Bathing Suits

Finally when my shift was over, I rushed home and dug throughout my entire closet looking for the right thing to wear. Looking back, I guess it shouldn't have taken so long. Afterall, it was a costume fitting, so I would be changing out of the clothes I wore there anyways. I just was too stressed with making a good first impression. Especially to someone who makes clothes for a living.

Anyways, let's skip all of the clothes that ended up on the floor and the many rejected outfits: I ended up wearing jeans and a mustard yellow tank top and black heels that made my short legs look drastically longer. I met Tammy outside of her apartment building and she hopped right in the car. It had started raining earlier, and now a slight drizzle was still left in the air. The air felt heavy as I took deep breaths.

"Calm down," Tammy patted my hand. That didn't help, I started to drive faster, "And slow down, the roads are still wet." But I couldn't help it. My mind was racing.

"I don't know why I'm so nervous. This is a costume fitting." I admit, "This shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Tammy smiled over at me.

"It's okay to be nervous. This is your first introduction to the movie industry. I'm quite nervous myself," She patted my hand once more, and this time I was much calmer in my response.

"Have they told you about any of my costumes?" I ask, excited now.

"No specific details. I think that's confidential. They have told me that you'll be wearing a bathing suit. They wanted to make sure you're okay with that." My eyes widened a bit.

"I totally forgot about that scene," Suddenly my hands buckled tightly onto the steering wheel. There was this hot steamy scene where my character and Tom's is in the pool together.

"What scene?" Tammy's eyes are bright and interested now. She has obviously seen the panic that's taken over my face.

"It's nothing--" I try to avoid the topic.

"Tell me or I'll just read your script myself," I sigh. I hadn't thought about it since meeting Tom.

"My character becomes a love interest for Tom's. They have this.. Romantic-ish... sexy... uncomfortable scene in the pool." I finish. Tammy gasps and pulls her hands up to her face.

"I do need to read that script. O-lala! Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She asks.

"Didn't think about it I guess. I haven't even finished the script. I mean, I just met Tom last night so I haven't really had much time to mull in the fact," Tammy just nodded sarcastically.

"Yeah, yeah" She hummed.

"Tammy, really."

"If you say so," She gave me one last glance, before winking and turning to look out the window.