𝙼𝚁 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙳 {𝚃𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍} 𝙴 𝙳 𝙸 𝚃 𝙸 𝙽 𝙶

Chapted three

Tom POV

Monday morning
"Tom wake up you twat you have work today," Harrison said viciously hitting me with a pillow that was as hard as rock.

"Get off me!" I shouted

"Tom look at the time you're gonna be late for work you have a meeting than an interview!" The blonde boy scolded at me tapping his watch.

"Haz shut up I'm getting ready" I cut him off, while quickly going into the shower. Haz laughed menacingly as I stumbled over my feet to try and get to the bathroom, I simply glared at him and flipped him off. Dick head.

I quickly had a shower a cold one at that, there was no hot water left.

Then grabbed a piece of fruit while heading out into the car park.

I got into my car which was driven by my driver Ash, fine lad he is. He looks the age of fifty or so and awfully quiet but I don't mind.

"Hello, ash take me to work as fast as you can I'm already very late for my meeting," I said while looking at my watch it was 6:30 I have to be there at 7 and it was a 30min drive and there's gonna traffic so 40 minutes tops. god kill me.

"I'll try and go as fast as I can sir".

It had seemed to be raining I hadn't noticed cause of how rushed I was.

Rain is calming, it's cloudy and there are puddles everywhere not to mention it gives you the urge to just lie in bed all day watching movies snuggling up to a blanket or your dog, preferable my dog though.

I had arrived at the building at 8:32 god damn it, I'm late and my fathers is a strict asshole who does not deal well with people late people. I'd know the last time I was late he'd yelled at me for 20 minutes straight, listing off how irresponsible I am and that my 14 year old brother would make a better ceo than me. Oh what a wonderful start to the week.

I walked into the building and was greeted by everyone and girls were winking at me left and right I simply shrugged it off and gave no attention to them, quite annoying really.

It's great to be respected but nobody treats you like a normal person that means you always have to act proper and it's too much to handle that's why I went into acting so I can be myself, actually the whole point of acting is to not be yourself, scratch that.

But I'm also very goofy and awkward and the fans love it but I can't be awkward and dorky here I have to have a stern face all the time and always be on top of things.

It's so draining I just need a break.

The meeting had already commenced which was expected, well nothing but a good lecture from your father to lighten the gloomy Monday.

I walked in and was surprisingly calm I was constantly lectured by my father that eventually I got used to it and I don't give a shit anymore.

"Thomas finally you're here," my father said with an unamused look. My father never used to be like this; the strict and soulless being tha he is, he was fun and happy but ever since he made this stupid company he's changed.

"yes father, shall we start the meeting now no need for a lecture I've had Enough of those Next time I'll be ten minutes early guaranteed." I said not willing to look at him afraid I'll be faced with an angry stare.

"Very well then take a seat," my father said clearing his throat and gesturing for me to sit down.

...

"no Harrison you can't fucking throw a party at my penthouse"

"why not?" Harrison asked dumbfounded.

"Because it's a work night and the last time you threw a party my poor cleaners had to clean loads of shit" I yelled at him luckily I was outside.

"..."

"Also I don't want you fucking multiple girls in my apartment which I know u do I'm scared from the last party you threw"

"Geez I'm sorry such a party pooper" The boy said with a gruff.

I hung up the call my forehead being crowded with lines.

Jesus what is with Harrison these days he's been partying and sleeping with countless girls ever since we moved to New York.

We had to move to New York for my dads company since my father wanted the main branch to be in New York so we could get better and richer clients rather than London where Clients were decreasing. 

But Harrison is literally going on a rampage and he can't be controlled no matter how many times I've told him he's going to get a fucking STI or something or maybe alcohol positing he shrugs it off and tells me not to worry.

Well I can't just not worry this is my bestfriend we are talking about.

All this thinking has gotten me hungry. I look around for a cart or food truck of some sort, my eye light up as I spot a bagel kart right near the entrance of the building.

I jogged up to the bagel kart, and to my pleasure it wasn't busy at all there was just one customer there.

I stood beside the customer which happened to be a girl, a very pretty one in fact.

He brown long hair cascaded to her shoulders and she had on a coat that looked like it could swallow her, I looked at her more closely to see a more open view of her.

As I looked I was alarmist in awe, she had this big hazel eyes and freckles littered her whole face, wow I thought.

I kept glancing at her as I ordered my bagel, and then I saw her look at me from the corner of my eyes and her face went in shock I smiled to myself.

She must know who I am then. It had been two or three minutes and the bagel man called out to the girl for her bagel but she was apparently lost in thought and didn't reply.

"hello love" I muttered trying to grab her attention which worked. She straight away looked up at me with a confused face

"um hi" she meekly mumbled out.

"Are you going to take your bagel or do you want me to?" I questioned motioning to the man who was holding out her bagel.

"Oh um...aha sorry" she said in a nervous chuckle. She had a cute laugh and her smile was beautiful,  and the way her eyes sparkled as well was almost....snap out of it Tom.

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This part ain't that good but bare with me I was lazy and cut it short. I'm sorry I haven't posted in ages I'm just dealing with stuff so. Also should I continue doing tom povs cause I feel like I should but idk just let me know. Thanks for reading :)