A Part Of Me - A Taron Egerton FanFiction

Chapter 4

(Y/N) took the pizza boxes from the delivery man. She kicked the door closed with her foot, tossing the pies onto the kitchen counter. She glanced at her phone, the clock reading 6:45. "Where the hell are they," She fidgeted around the kitchen, grabbing glasses and plates from the cupboards. The time ticked on slowly. Why was she so nervous? This was not the first time she'd had a guy over to her house. This wasn't the first time she'd really liked a guy, so why was this guy giving her all kinds of feels? "Ugh," She shouted into the emptiness.

"Yelling at yourself again darling," Tom's voice sounded behind her.

"Oh thank god you two are here."

"We brought beer and the movie," Harrison set bags down on the counter.

"Do I even want to know what movie we'll be watching? I'm still not sure how you two ended up getting that job."

"Because if we left it up to you, we'd be watching rom-coms all the time," Haz grabbed a piece of pizza.

"And what is so wrong with watching rom-coms," She sat down next to Haz.

"There is something wrong with that sentence," He said through a mouthful of food.

The doorbell rang causing her nerves to kick into overdrive, "Tom, answer the door please."

Tom shot her a quizzical glance before disappearing around the corner. She could hear him greeting Taron and she let her head fall to the counter.

Harrison patted the back of her head, "There, there little one."

"I don't get it Haz, why am I such a nervous wreck around his guy."

"Because you like him," Haz's face met hers, his pressed against the counter as well.

She laughed, sitting up as she heard the other two boys come into the room.

"So what are we watching tonight," She glanced at Taron, smiling shyly. He winked at her and her face instantly started to burn. She glanced away momentarily.

Harrison rolled his eyes at their flirty exchange, "We're watching Gremlins."

"Eh, at least you picked a winner this time. Taron would you like anything to drink? Help yourself to some pizza," She leaned across the counter and slide a glass towards him.

They gathered up the food and drinks and got themselves comfortable on her sectional. She found herself sitting between Harrison and Taron, with Tom stealing the chaise section. The movie was in the machine and lights were switched off. Blankets were tossed over bodies and Taron made sure that his was shared with her. She grinned at him and wiggled down into the soft cushions. The movie started and the chattering amongst them died down to quiet whispers as they proceeded to consume the food. The quiet, however, did not last long, for as the food ran out, the commentary began...

"Why are they not concerned about poor Gizmo? He looks like he's writhing around in pain," She was the first to start remarking.

"Maybe because small furry balls are flying out of his back," Tom snapped back.

"Why are the balls growing in size," Haz threw in his two cents.

"Why do all of your comments sound dirty," She threw a look at her two friends.

"Well the balls do produce more creatures, isn't that their function?" Haz snorted at his own joke.

"What the hell," She laughed, her body leaning into Taron's just a little more. "Again, their lack of concern over the fact that there are more critters is disconcerting." Taron's hand found her thigh under the blanket. "Shouldn't they be more concerned that Gizmo is sad?"