30 Days of Tom Daley..

Part 3...

~Steph's POV~

I couldn't believe it. Honestly, it was just my luck that out of all the people in London, right then, it had to be Tom Daley. And out of all the restaurants in London, it had to be the same one that I was at. At the same time. Although, I do vaguely remember one of my Tom-obsessed friends telling me once that Frankie & Benny's was his favourite restaurant. Which was weird, because it was mine too.

Anyway, after I felt like I had glared at him enough, I spun round in my seat to face my mother.

'I have to ring Kaja. She has to come and eat with us, if she finds out we're in the same restaurant as Tom Daley and i didn't invite her, she'd kill me,' I said to my mum, trying and failing to knock her out of the reverie that Tom had apparently put her in. Oh my god, not another victim fallen under the spell of his gorgeousness. Oh no, I never denied that he was good-looking, he's beautiful. The trouble is, he knows that he is. He did look amazing in that shirt though...

'Mum!' I said, shaking her shoulder. 'I'm going to ring Kaja, back in a minute.'

I ran to the girls bathroom and rang Kaja. She answered on the first ring.

'Kaja! You have to get here now!'

'What?! Why? Are you okay?!'

'Of course I'm okay, I just thought you might want to know that I'm in Frankie&Benny's with Tom Daley..'

'Omgomgomg I'll be there in 5 minutes omfomgoenjabskskks'

I hung up, smirking. Kaja was obsessed with him. In fact, obsessed isn't even the word. We've been best friends since we were five, but we couldn't be more different. She can play about 5 instruments, she loves reading and football. I, on the other hand, can play one instrument (the triangle), hate reading, and don't understand football at all. Somehow, it works though. I love her so much, and I smiled at the thought of how happy she was going to be after tonight as I made my way back to our table. I was nearly there when my phone rang, this time from an unknown number..

~Tom's POV~

As i watched Steph, she ran into the bathroom with her phone next to her ear. She really was stunning. I grinned and got out my phone to text my best friend, Jemma. We've known each other since forever, we live on the same street and most people think we're dating. She's more like a sister to me, i could never think of her in any other way.

I quickly asked her what i should do about Steph, and she replied immediately saying that i should go up to her and talk to her, otherwise nothing would ever happen. I smiled and texted back a quick thank you. I knew i could always count on Jemma for the best advice. I looked up to see Steph emerging from the bathroom, smiling and as she started to walk over to her table, her phone rang. She stopped and answered the phone with a confused look on her face. Within seconds, she had turned white and had started shaking. She slowly walked outside with the phone still stuck to her ear. I followed her. Something didn't seem right.

As i got outside, I saw Steph talking to a dark figure, i couldn't see his face because there was almost no light outside. I looked at my watch, it was almost 11pm. I looked back up but neither Steph or the figure were anywhere in sight. I quickly ran round the car park, but they were nowhere.

Then I heard a faint scream and my blood ran cold.