Do You Think I'm Okay? t.f. x reader

21

(Here's a long ass chapter since I haven't posted in F O R E V E R)

"Hey Y/N, we're gonna go now."

I was brought back to the cold reality by Tom's voice. Daniel's arms left my waist, leaving me with the feeling of loneliness. I took in a sharp breath, turning to look at the people around me. Willow's face was deep crimson, the most deadly, angry aura around her. Tom and Emma looked awkwardly ashamed, as if they didn't deserve to be in my presence.

"Um.. Okay. I hope you guys enjoyed your time here." I weakly smiled, waving slightly at Tom.
"I'm gonna leave as well." Emma scratched the back of her neck, avoiding eye contact. I glared at her with a questioning look, but turned my attention to Finn and Rupert.
"I'm leaving as well. Busy day tomorrow on set. You know the routine." Rupert chuckled as he sipped a Coca Cola. "Same here. Filming season 3 is rough. Very emotional." Finn shook his head in disbelief, smiling as he walked over to hug me. I pat his curly head, wrapping my other arm around him protectively.
"Aww, okay buddy. Remember to text me when you get back safely, and let the squad know I love them too." Finn let go of me, nodding as he grabbed his phone and his iconic green bomber jacket, walking to the door and opening it. Rupert did the same, walking over to the group that was ready to leave, waving to me.

I looked over at Daniel, seeing if he was going to leave as well. Instead, he turned to the group and smiled. "I'll be staying here tonight with my dear friend, Mistress Y/N." I giggled at him, shaking my head and rolling my eyes. "I will thoroughly enjoy your company, Sir Daniel." I curtsied, causing Daniel to cackle. The rest laughed, besides Willow and Tom, and nodded, exiting the house one by one.

As Tom left, Willow pulling him forcefully out the door, he gave Daniel a sort of.. mean glare. Like a glare you'd give someone if they were breaking bro code or something. Then he gave me a quick hurt look, closing the door forcefully behind him. Daniel and I looked to each other, both shocked at how Tom and Emma just acted. We slowly shrugged it off, deciding on playing The Shawshank Redemption by Steven King on the TV as we baked cookies.

It's literally one of my favorite movies ever, and Daniel agreed. We basically fangirled together as the entering credits rolled, causing us to giggle at one another. We put the cookies in the oven, running over and basically throwing ourselves on the couch as the movie starts.

~Time Skip~

(I'm writing this while listening to Queen- Bohemian Rhapsody, and I'm currently crying. This song makes me thing of this movie SO MUCH. If you haven't seen it, gET ON THAT SHIT, RIGHT. NOW.)

Daniel and I were sobbing as we shoved peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies inside our mouths. Used tissues were scattered around us as we huddled next to each other, a warm brown fur blanket wrapped around our torsos, leaving our arms free to grab tissues and food when we needed them.

The movie ended, and Daniel and I were left sitting there, numb to the world as tears streamed down our face. We were numb from overwhelming shock, sadness, and happiness all at the same time. We sat frozen, silently staring at the rolling credits, letting the story wash over us like our ocean of tears. I heard a distant ringing coming from the kitchen, but I tuned it out as I continued to stare at the screen.

The still moment was ruined as William walked into the room quietly, already knowing what was going on. He's seen me doing this millions of times after watching The Shawshank Redemption, or any sad movie to be honest. He knows the drill better than anyone, even my parents.

"Miss Y/N.." William mumbled sweetly as he softly walked over to me. I still didn't move, but Daniel started to blink a little bit. "Miss Y/N, you have someone on the phone asking for you." He places his left hand lightly on my left shoulder, adding warmth to my now cold body. I jump a little bit, blinking a few times before slowly looking up at William.

"Wha-what did you need William?" I ask in a hoarse voice, my throat now dry from the crying. "Someone is asking for you on the phone." He smiles, walking back to the kitchen to get me a drink. I nod slowly, glancing over at Daniel before I stood up. He was looking down at his lap, probably still thinking over the movie. I stretched as I walked into the kitchen, thanking William as he handed me a glass of chocolate milk and the plugged in phone that stayed in the kitchen.

I took a sip of the chocolate milk and cleared my throat before I held the phone up to my ear.
"Hello? This is Y/N speaking." I said in a cheery, but still scratchy voice.
"Oh, hi! Miss L/N, I'm Tom Hiddleston's agent. He's been recently added to the cast of the movie 'Do You Think I'm Okay?' and your director thought it'd be best if you helped him out and practiced lines with him until you all started shooting. If I remember correctly, his exact words were 'Oh yes, Y/N is the most sweet and trust worthy person on this team. She'll gladly help him.' Ahaha, but I thought I'd call and check up with you before I made official plans, you know?" A squeaky, nervous woman's voice said, rather quickly I might add.

I pinched and rubbed the bridge of my nose, in between my eyebrows. "You said you were Tom Hiddleston's agent?" I furrowed my eyebrows and closed my eyebrows. "Yes ma'am, that's me." She replied hastily. "And.. Why am I just hearing about this now?" I huffed, taking a sip of my chocolate milk. "Oh, because he was only recently assigned for this part, ma'am." She tripped over her words a little. "What part is that, exactly?" I place my other hand on my hip, leaning against the black marble counter. "Umm... let me check..-" I heard her fingers tapping away on her computer keyboard. "-he's playing the role of Richard McNeese, your best friend in the movie. He supposedly helps you through the heartbreaking stuff." She giggles. I rub my eyes and stand back up straight.
"But I'm working with Tom Felton on line rehearsal. Did he not mention that?" I huffed, getting slightly annoyed. I mean, hey, I love Tom Hiddleston, who doesn't? But this was all so sudden and just taking up more of my precious time. "Yes ma'am, he did, but he also mentioned that Tom had recently asked for a new rehearsal partner anyways."

At her words, my heart sunk. I choked a little bit on air, coughing harshly. "Ex- *cough* excuse me- *cough*?" She seemed to get a little worried by my reaction. "If this isn't okay with you, I can gladly go ask someone else, Miss-" but before she could say anything else, I stopped her. "No, you know what? That's completely fine. I'm free now anyways. When's Mr. Hiddleston free next?" I felt my eyes start to tear up. "Umm.. *click clack* next Wednesday would be perfect." I nodded, even though she couldn't see it. "Ask my agent to send you my address and etc., I'm excited to meet Tom." I said with fake happiness.

"I know he's excited to meet you too! He's non-stop talked about you every since he got the role!" She giggled again. "Aha, okay. I'll see him soon. Thank you Miss?" "Miss Dolly, Dolly Green. But you can call me Doll." I smiled slightly. "Okay, thank you Doll." "No problem Miss L/N." Then she hung up.

I put the phone back in it's holder, leaning against the counter with my elbows, placing my face in my hands. I can't believe Tom asked for a new rehearsal partner without talking to me first.. My face got red as hot tears fell.

What did I do wrong?