Something British (tom hiddleston fanfic)

Tomas Right?

BEEP! BEEP!

I crack my eyes open for half a second before closing them again to the blinding sun shining through the curtains.

BEEP BEEP

"Mmmgo away..."

BEEP! BEEP!

Fully awake now I sit up in my bed, furiously looking around for the cause of the offending sound.

BEEP! BEEP!

Good Lord  that's annoying! Lifting up the bed sheets I grab my phone. Why the hell is it going off at this ungodly hour?

BEEP! BEEP!

It's ringing? That can't be right, my ringtone is "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees, thanks to Sherlock. Ugh, Sofia must have changed it... But why would she?

BEEP! BEEP! I answer it

"H-hello?" I asked in a sleep coated voice and then cleared my throat, "hello?"

"Where the hell is Tom?!" Came the angry female voice on the other line.

"Huh?" I sputtered, my eyes going wide.

"Listen girl, Hiddleston is due at a meeting in 10 minutes. So unless you- what?"

I listened, slightly scared.  as the angry female on the other line was cut off by a rough male voice.

"What are you doing here?" She asks.

"What are you yapping on about? This is my conference meeting.. I'm supposed to be here." Answers the male.

"Well then why does this girl have your phone?"

"What?" There was a ruffling on the other line before the man's voice came on. "Hello?"

"Um, hi?" I answer. He has a frustratingly familiar voice. it's right at the tip of my tongue. A beautiful accent from the UK it almost sounded like...

Wow, it must really be early for me to be this stupid. I rolled my eyes at myself, of course I knew who it was but, why was he calling? How did he get this number?

He continues to speak, "Aurora, correct?"

HE REMEMBERS MY NAME! Stay cool Aurora. Stay cool.

"Yeah, Tomas right?" I respond after taking a deep breath.

Tom chuckled. "Ehehe, yes it's nice to hear your voice again..."

As wonderful as it is to hear Tom Hiddleston say 'it's nice to hear your voice again', I still have a few questions ask.

"Uhh uh me too, so uh how did you get this number?" I managed to stutter out. There was a long pause before tom spoke. "Well uhh..." I could practically see him scratching the back of his neck, adorable. "You see well, I’m terribly sorry but  that's my phone you have there." he let out another chuckle, a little more nervous this time.

"What?" I have his phone?

"Funny story really you see, when we ran into each other and both our phones fell, I happened to hand mine to you and kept yours as mine..."

I blinked, confused. "Why would you do that?"

"I didn't do it on purpose!" he exclaimed.

Jeez excitable isn't he? I was just kidding anyway, no way he would purposely give me his phone. It probably has very important stuff on it like his schedule, or personal pictures.... holy mother of- "Anyway, I was hoping that maybe after my conference meeting we could catch up? Exchange phones? Maybe grab a bite to eat?"

"Huh? Tha-that sounds great!" I snapped out of my thoughts. he wants to grab a bite with me? I want to grab a bite of him, but he's probably just saying that out of politeness. We'll meet up, exchange phones, get coffee or something, and never see each other again. He'll just be a fantastic story I would tell Sofia, not that she would believe me, I have to get that photograph this time!

"Aurora? Aurora!" I was pulled out of my thoughts again only to realize that he's been calling my name for awhile.

"What? yes, I'm here!" I answer.

"Thank god," he says, "I thought you hung up on me!"

"I would never!" I slip out and instantly covered my mouth, would he think what I said was weird? Great going Aurora, you’ve managed to chase away the only chance you’ll ever get to met Tom Hiddleston.

To my surprised he'd brushed it off. "That's good to here-" he was instantly cut off by the angry female voice. "Alright! Alright! I'm coming jeez.” He answers her, and I can’t help but think about what a bish-up that woman is. Give him a break lady! “Say, I've got to go but I'll be done around twelve.” Hiddleston speaks again,  “Do you know of the cafe called Cranberry?" He asks.

To my surprise I did, it was the first place Sofia and I went to eat when we got here from Washington. It was a cute little mom pap coffee shop with a booming business. "Yeah I do” I answer, “would you want to meet there?"

"Yes I would, this is brilliant! I'll hope to see you there at 1:30." He exclaims

I chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Yep! see you there."

After we hung up I looked at the time of my-I mean, Tom's phone, 11:30. I have some time to get ready.

I rolled his phone between my fingers. What are the chances that he doesn't bother to put a case on it like me. What are the chances that we both have black iPhone 4s. I wonder what kind of pictures he takes.

My thumb was hovering over the photo album ap. I couldn't! That would totally be disrespecting him and betraying his trust. But this was 'Tom Hiddleston', my inner devil whispered to me. 'and besides', she continued 'no one has to know about it.'

I couldn't take it anymore. My thumb had already pressed down on the app and I was greedily looking through his pictures...

Oh.

My.

God.

Beautiful. Absolutely brilliant!

There were no scandalous pictures of Tom in here at all! there were just spectacular pictures of land, above the clouds in a plane, the beach, beautiful structures and buildings and it looks like he had taken these all over the world! they were absolutely brilliant.

I let the phone slip through my fingers and sighed, content. Now, I can take a shower.

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