So maybe your life is in shambles and you run away to London to get your head straight. Sure, you don't really have a plan but the Universe does, and before you know it, some kid from Kingston has completely turned your world upside and your body i...
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You stared at your phone for some time. He was being cute, something he's very good at. But Celia was right about one thing, you were a bit immature. You'll laugh at a fart joke louder than anyone else on the room. You picked your phone up and started tapping: 👉🏻+👌🏻🍑+🍆🌭+🌮US+UK=💦🛏💯💯💯‼️ Send.
You threw an arm over your eyes and took a deep breath. You sure you know what you're doing, Y/N? you asked yourself. Hell no. Have I ever?
Your phone started buzzing in your hand. It was Tom.
"I'm not sure how to take the aubergine and peach combo" he said when you answered, "Could you enlighten me?"
"Ask me again after a few drinks," you replied.
He laughed, "You really are something else, Y/N."
"Yeah...they don't make 'em like me anymore," you agreed.
"So, what are you doing this evening?" he asked.
"Tom, you know damn well I'm not doing anything because I have no friends," you joked. Get on with it.
"Well, then maybe we could catch a movie?" He sounded a bit shy. Like he was asking you on a proper date or something. Can't remember the last time you went on a date. Yeah, we kinda skipped that part didn't we, you thought. Went straight to the sex. Can't blame a girl, though. Just look at him.
"Do I get to pick the movie?" you asked.
He hesitated, "Yes..." he said uncertain.
"Civil War," you responded.
He sighed, "I figured you would pick that. You don't think it's weird?"
"Yeah, I think it's weird!" you laughed, "but I haven't seen it yet."
Tom didn't say anything and you could feel his unease through the phone. Maybe it was some actor thing, where he didn't like to watch himself perform. Who knows? But if this dude really was Spider-Man, you had to see that shit for yourself.
"I'll let you feel me up in the theatre," you said, trying to entice him, but mainly hoping to get a laugh.
"Maybe I can get a senior citizen discount on your ticket," he said.
What?! Did he just? Was that a jab at your age?
"Sure and I think 5 and under get in for free, so that should cover your ticket," you retorted, smiling to yourself. Oh he's quick, alright. You loved that. He kept you on your toes and wasn't afraid to fire back.
He laughed softly and sighed, "I have to go meet with my dialect coach now, but I'll come by around 7 and we can grab some dinner and drinks beforehand."
"Sounds good, Tiger," you said sweetly.
Sweetly? Who is this person and what have you done to Y/N?
"And then," Tom continued, "I'm going to ask you again about that peach and aubergine."
