Not A Mistake ~ Tom Hiddleston

O4O ~ Friend

'You have one new voicemail message. To listen, please press one.'

A groan leaves your lips as you press the number one on your phone. You have six missed calls from Tom Holland and you don't even know why. You have regular app contact with him but it's not like you are very close. How could you? You met him at the award show and that was only five weeks ago. 'What is it that you need to call me six times?' You wonder out loud and hold your phone at your ear.

'Hey! Uhm, I know I called. Like, a lot but I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the news! Congratulations! Oh my God, {y/n}! You're a brit now! Like me! And I happen to live close by Tom so that practically makes us neighbours! {Y/n} I'm really excited as you can probably hear in my voice right now and I think we should meet up! We haven't seen each other since the award show back in LA and well, I consider you my friend since we do text a lot and we have a lot in common. I could use a new friend since Zendaya is on tour now. Not that I see you as a replacement! Oh God.. I said it all wrong! I'm terribly sorry! Please, just call me back! I will feel embarrassed if I should call again.'

A grin is tugging at your lips when you hear his loud and cheerful voice through your phone. He is speaking so fast it's like his life is depending on it but you find it cute. Tom is looking at you from his laptop and asks you softly who it is. 'Tom Holland.' You say as you have reached the end of the voicemail. 'He called me six times and has left one voicemail with the reason why but he happens to be excited that I am now a citizen of Britain. Like him.' He starts laughing and mumbles something under his breath that you could hear softly. 'Classic.' It makes you laugh. 'It's who he is. He's like a forever puppy. I think it's cute that he wants to befriend you and you should take it because you will have a friend for life.' You stare at your phone and think about it. You did have a great time with him back in LA and you thought it was a shame when the night was over. 'You're right. I have always fantasized about this so I guess it's just so surreal for me. I'm going to call him! Invite him over for dinner? Or is he abroad, filming a movie?' He shakes his head. 'I don't know. You could ask, I think he would like it.' If you have to imagine his response after listening to the voicemail, you will think he would explode in excitement.

So, you press the calling back button and wait for him to pick up, which is fast. Perhaps a tad too fast for your taste. 'Hi Tom! It's {Y/n}. I got your message! And all six of your calls!' You hear him laughing and listen to him apologizing multiple times. 'It's fine. Listen, I have a question but I don't know if you are free. Are you interested to have dinner with us tonight?' It's silent for a few seconds before a wave comes washing over you of him saying "yes!", "this is going to be great!" and "I can't wait!" more than just a few times. 'Amazing, Tom! Let's say, at six tonight?' The smile is huge on your face and it's obvious that your Tom is enjoying every part of this. 'Yes! That would be great! I nodded and then realized you couldn't see me. So stupid. Anyway, I'll see you tonight! I've got to run now. Bye!' He already hangs up before you could say bye in return and laugh at the how the conversation went.
'Would you like to invite someone over? We could make it into a small party for friends.' He shakes his head. 'Maybe another time. For now, Tom is fine. I promise you we will do what you just proposed some time.' He reaches for your hand and softly pulls you down next to him. 'Ok. I will hold you to that.'

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At six sharp the bell rings and Tom goes to open the door. You hear them greet each other excitedly and Tom's remarkable laugh fills up the hallway. You're just done with laying the table and Tom has shut off the gas before he went to the door. Dinner is not even close to being done but we would like to avoid a house fire.

'Hey {Y/n}.' I watch both Tom's stepping into the dining room. 'Hey! It's great to see you!' He smiles and hands you a bouquet of white roses. 'My mum taught me to always bring flowers when you visit.' Friends don't normally do that but hey, it's his first time visiting. Maybe not this house but it's a first with you here. 'How sweet! Thank you!' You take the roses from him and give him a hug. Tom is offering him a drink while you go towards the kitchen to put the bouquet in a vase. They are truly wonderful and they make you smile to yourself.

Tom is coming towards you and opens a cupboard to get a glass. 'Could you believe it? The guy wants a simple soda.' He chuckles and then turns towards the refrigerator to grab a coke. 'It's a crime!' You fake gasp and place your hand over your heart. 'Perhaps he would like to have a taste of your expensive scotch tonight.' He smirks while pouring a glass. 'I sure hope he does.' He pours you something and himself and hands you your glass. 'Give me Tom's too so you can go back to your cooking. I'm curious, baby.' You say and peck his lips softly.

He would brag about his cooking ever since you met him and one time you challenged him to cook for you. He didn't disappoint. He really knows what he's doing so when he proposed to take care of dinner, you were more than fine with it.
You like to cook too but it's quite difficult because you're easily tired now.

'Here. How was your day?' You hand Tom his coke and plop down next to him onto the sofa. He tells you all about his day and you love listening to it. Whenever you ask, people actually tell you and it's something you enjoy now because everyones life is different. So it's absolutely wonderful to hear about it. 'So they were like Tom, we could let your stunt double do this as well. You know? And I was like, no. I want to do this myself. Even Robert was suggesting I would let them do it. But it's my face they're going to see so might as well try, right?' He doesn't hold back on details and it's great! 'But aren't you putting those people out of business if you keep doing it yourself? I can imagine some of those stunts really being difficult and in need of proper training. I'm just saying, those people have trained for it and are hired for it.' You shrug and it makes him think. 'I know but.. I'm Spiderman..' He comes across as rather piteous. 'Ah, don't be like that! I was just saying! I get it that you want to do it and I'm not telling you to stop.' He immediately puts on a smile and is telling you that he was messing with you. 'I know that! I enjoy it and to be honest, I'm not doing everything myself!' You both laugh and talk some more until it's time to have dinner.

After everything is gone and cleaned, you all sit on the sofa with some drinks and a silly game. You are a game person and so are both Tom's. It's a shame that you don't play much but that makes this one extra fun. You laugh at how Tom plays charades. 'How could that possibly be Rain Man? That dance was supposed to be rain? You could have just pretended to feel and grab an umbrella. It looked like a ritual.' He pouts but agrees. 'I panicked! How do you portray rain? How do you normally portray rain?!'

You ended up winning the game and it makes you feel some sort of pride. 'Alright. I've got to go! This was so much fun! And {y/n}, I hope we can get to go out once.' What on earth does he want to do now? You're obviously pregnant so clubbing or drinking in general is out of the question now. 'I would love to!' You reply. It could mean something else but he could also mean in like, after the arrival of your baby.

'That was nice, right?' Tom closes the front door and leans in to steal a kiss from you. 'It really was! Are you happy he tried your scotch? I know how you want people to taste it.' He grins and nods, placing his hand on the small of your back. 'He hated it. I could see it on his face but I have to give him credits for finishing it.' He takes you back towards the living room and you help him cleaning everything up. 'Respect for that.' A smile is on both your faces as you clink your glasses to it. Empty glasses because you're not feeling like having another drink but it's pretend.