An Unlikely Romance

Chapter ten

"Arghh!" Gavin yells and throws a lamp to the ground. Clara forcefully shoves him in the shoulder.

"Hey chill! You didn't really expect it to be that easy did you? They're both stubborn bitches it'll take more than a few bugs to ruin them," Clara says loudly.

"Yeah. Ok so what are we going to do next?"

"The way we're coming about this isn't working so we should try a new approach."

"Like what?" Gavin asks.

"All we have to do is put suggestions into their heads and then they can do the rest. Simple but effective."

"Okay... How are we going to do that?" Gavin asks. Clara sits down on the couch.

"Come here. I'll tell you how we're going to do that." Clara says, and put more red lipstick on.

***

I wake up to the smell of eggs. I sit up and look around the room I'm in. It's a small bedroom that looks like the one in my hotel room.

Then it hits me; I'm in Tom's room. He must have taken me here and laid me in the bed. Did I sleep with him last night?

I roll out of bed and walk into the kitchen where Tom is cooking breakfast in a pair of sweatpants... only sweat pants.

"Tom, what happened last night?" I ask, trying not to stare at him.

"You fell asleep in my lap so I let you sleep in my bed. Don't worry, I slept on the couch."

"Oh. Alright." I say, and can't help but stare at him. Tom turns around.

"What, see something you like?" Tom asks with a smirk.

"What? No! I'm just... Hungry. I was looking at the food. It looks good." I ramble, trying to save myself.

"No need to explain yourself darling." Tom says. He is turned around but I can almost hear him smiling.

He grabs two plates from the cabinet and places the eggs with a side of bacon on the plates and hands me one.

"Thanks," I say, sitting down. He hands me a fork and sits down beside me.

"So do you have any plans for today?" he asks.

"Not really. I really should take some pictures though." I say and take a bite of bacon. Tom nods.

"The bacon is really good." I say with a smile. "Do you have any plans today?" I ask him. I figure he does since he's the great Tom Hiddleston.

"Well, I've finished filming for a while but I have an interview with a magazine later this afternoon and I was wondering if you wanted to come along."

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah and then later we can go out and get icecream or something."

"Sounds great."

Imagining Tom with ice cream all over his face as if he were a child, made me laugh.

"What's so funny?" Tom asks me.

"Nothing! So when I come to your magazine interview, won't people be wondering who I am?" I ask him.

"Well yes most likely. I was wondering if I could introduce you to them as my girlfriend?" Tom asks without looking up. I can still see him nervously bite his lower lip.

I reach across the table and hold his hand with mine. I wait until he's looking up and I smiled. "I would love that."

***

"Hello Mr. Hiddleston. Thank you so much for joining us," the interviewer, a blonde woman, says, grinning widely.

"My pleasure," Tom replies.

"And who is this?" she asks, referring to me.

"This is Nicole, my girlfriend." I smile when he answers. I like the sound of that.

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend!" The interviewer exclaims. She's a little too preppy for my taste...

"Yes well, it was very recent." Tom says and laughs.

"How did you meet?"

Tom laughs nervously. "I, uh, tripped and she helped me." I try to hold I. My laughter but fail.

"So Nicole, how do you like dating this hot English muffin?" she asks me while staring at Tom flirtatiously. Is she serious? He just said we're dating but she's still flirting with him.

I fake laughed without even opening my mouth to get her attention. She turned to me.

"Well I'm not sure I would describe him as an English muffin but it's definitely been interesting," I say. Tom let's out an "ehehe".

"So how about the movies? Any new ones coming out soon?" the interviewed asks, ignoring me.

"Well, I finished filming Crimson Peak and I've been filming a few scenes in Age Of Ultron," Tom says.

The rest of the interview continues on like this. The interviewer asks Tom questions and Tom answers. I just sit there silently.

The interview is finally over, and we walk out of the building.

"Well that was fun." I say dryly.

"Obviously by the tone of your voice you did not find that fun." Tom replies jokingly.

"I just didn't like the interviewer that's all."

"She seemed nice," Tom replies. I roll my eyes at him playfully. "So how about we grab that ice cream now?"

We walk hand in hand to an ice cream parlor down the road. Tom orders his ice cream and then asks what I want.

"I'll have chocolate," I say.

"What flavor did you get?" I ask Tom.

"Chocolate fudge brownie." He manages to say with his mouth full of ice cream.

"You really like your sweets don't you." I say, laughing.

He raises his eyebrows suggestively (😏). I laugh again and take a bite of my own ice cream.

"Tom Hiddleston?!" a girl screams. I turn around and see a girl about 14 standing behind me.

"Hello darling," he says, smiling widely.

"Can I please please get an autograph and a picture?" she begs.

"Sure thing."

Tom signs his name on a napkin, and the girl gives me her phone so that I can take a picture.

"Thank you so much! You're awesome! Umm bye!" The girl says with a huge smile on her face.

"That's adorable." I say, smiling. "you're so nice to them."

"Well I wouldn't be here without them. Really, I should be thanking them," Tom says. I can't help but stare at him after he says that. How can someone be so perfect?

"What are you looking at?" he asks, wiping his face.

"Nothing!" I laugh, then I stop. I look around Tom's head to see if that was who I thought it was. It was. Gavin. Tom turned his head to see what I was looking at and saw him, also. I groan.

"Sorry I'll be right back. I need to take care of this." I say and go walk over to Gavin.

"What do you want?" I ask Gavin.

"Nicole," he replies, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm really sad we didn't work out but I'm glad you're with someone you want to spend forever with," he said. He gave me a sad smile and then walked away.

Forever? I never really thought about the future, as stupid as that sounds. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to get info a relationship with someone who lives in another country than you... why am I just now thinking of this? stupid, stupid.

I walk back to the table still deep in thought. "Is everything okay?" Tom asks once I sit down.

"Yeah," I reply, even though it's not.