Broken ( A Tom Hiddleston fanfic )

Hi!

This is my very first fanfic. It's about a girl who had to move to London because of "family matters" . She tries to forget it but it's harder than she thought it would be. A boy named Tom tries to help her but only seem to make it even worse.

Tom Hiddleston is, in this fanfic, only 16 years old, so he's all blonde and curly. :3

English isn't my native language, so I excuse myself for every mistake I write.

I hope you like it and thanks for reading.

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Chapter one: First day

 It was morning, and late. The sun was high up and some birds were whistling in a happy choir.

I  hadn't realise it was this late until I checked time a minute ago.

I unlocked my phone and found out I had 2 messages and 1 missed call.It was Sarah, who congratulated me on my first day at this new school.

Yes, it was my first schoolday here and I couldn't afford it to be late. Luckely, I packed my backpack yesterday evening so I only had to eat a bit and put on some make up.

I got dressed in a quite short amount of time and raced downstairs, realising I had to skip breakfast to make it in time. I only had ten minutes left to get ready and leave. Not enough. So I started running around like a lunatic.

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I was ready after a short while and checked my backpack, hoping I haven't forgot anything. Wait, my book! It was gone! I checked everywhere, in my room, in the living room,even in the kitchen closet. But the book was nowhere to be found.

It could be I had forgotten it in my old house, but I'm not going back there just for my book. "Well, no book then" I sighed and left the house.

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The school was enormous and a maze, and I had only seven minutes to find my classroom. "Class 66" I read a couple times in myself, while looking confused at the boards hanging above the classroom doors. "66" I whispered "where are you?".  I always had the habit to talk to myself when I was confused.

And then, out of the blue, I felt a hand on my shoulder followed by a beautiful voice asking " Are you lost? " I turned around at the direction of the voice and saw a gorgeous boy with adorable blond curls, deep blue eyes and a friendly smile on his face.

He was staring at me right in the eye, but I didn't mind since I was lost in his. I only managed to respond a shaky " Y-Yes, I am." I still couldn't believe it that such a gorgeous boy was talking to me, he was practically an angel.

He smiled " Is it okay if I help you on your way?" and raised his eyebrows, revealing those giant puppy eyes. "Yes, thank you" I stuttered and chuckled nervously. He smiled. A smile which was magical and precious.

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"Where do you have to be? " he asked and combed his blond curls backwards with his hand. That gesture made me feel like I was on fire. "Classroom 66" I replied, still thinking about the way he handled his hair."66?" the boy smiled "that's mine! So you're the new classmate? I'm pleased to meet you!" His eyes shined even more.

I was his classmate? That's fantastic! A warm feeling overwelmed me when I thought about the fact that I was going to spend the rest of the schoolyear in the same class as him. I softly chuckled " Nice to meet you too!" and shaked his hand. "You might aswell stay with me for the time being." he suggested.

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It was silent, a bit awkward you might say. Neither one of us said anything, at all. I barely knew him, I didn't even knew his name, so I started to guess what name he could have. "it can't be a Matt," I thought, " Those curls aren't a  Matt-like thing." I was too busy thinking what name he could've had to realise he asked me something instead.

He waved a bit with his hand to get my attention and asked with a friendly smile " How come you've changed school?" I looked up and felt like somebody stabbed me in the heart. "Just don't think about it" i told myself. That question hurted. It was a delicate matter. And so I answered " I don't really want to talk about it."

His expression changed immediately in a shocked, sorry one when he saw mine, like he knew what I've been through. He stuttered and changed the subject as fast as he could " H-How rude of me, I've never actually asked for your name" and placed one hand on his chest, making a apologising gesture." Alice" I swallowed and tried to smile. "That is a beautiful name" he slightly bowed "Mine's Tom."