Just Another Fan...

Memories

Hey guys! I am officially done with testing!! I'm so happy because now I have lots of time to write (unless something else comes up). I still have to do some work, but for now that can wait. Thank you guys so much for waiting and the support! You are all literally the best. Here is this part :)

*Tom's Dream*

Tom was walking out from one end of the airport. Next thing he knew, there was a crowd of paparazzi people following him. Him, Harrison, Sam, and Harry, had just gotten back from Atlanta from shooting Captain America: Civil War. The security guards had him walk faster to avoid such chaos. In that, he lost Harrison, Harry, and Sam. He turned to tell the security guards they were missing but they wouldn't listen. He glanced over to see someone standing on a chair. You.

He stopped dead in his tracks. He'd never seen someone look so beautiful just by a glance. You made eye contact with him, and it's as his whole world stopped. You two smiled but he was urged to go forward. Things became blurry until they became more focused and he saw you walking with the guys. He could make out what the voices were saying, but they were sort of muffled. 

(I changed some of what was said to make the dream allude back to how it happened. That's why some wording is off :) ).

"Harrison, Sam, Harry!" 

He hugged them. He looked at you.

"Thank you for returning my people."

"It's no problem."

"There has to be some way I could repay you."

"Well, if it's not too much trouble, can you guys sign my shirt and take a picture?"

"Sure love!"

It was as if he was in third person watching all of this happen. He saw the smile on your face and his face and that's when he realized that this was extremely important.

It was the day he met you.

Suddenly, he was thrown into another dream, one where you two were running away from crazed fans at the hotel. You two were wearing different outfits, and holding hands. It flashed forward to you being captured and him rescuing you.

But the most painful one he remembered was the accident. He remembered the whole conversation before the truck crashed. He remember the feeling of his side being hit first and seeing the look on your face when all of it happened. 

*End of Dream*

Tom woke up gasping. He was sweating profusely and couldn't seem to catch his breath. You woke up and saw him.

"Hey, Tom, is everything okay?"

"I-um-I just..."

"Tom," you put a hand on his face. " What's wrong? What happened?"

"I-I..."

"Tom, breathe. Did you have a bad dream?"

"It started off good... but then ended bad..."

"Okay. What did you dream of?" 

You walked to the kitchen to make him some tea.

"Y/N."

"I mean it's normal to have bad dreams."

"Y/N."

"It's just that you are deeply afraid of whatever happened-"

"Y/N!" 

You looked up and saw a small smile creep up on his face. You gave him a confused look.