Evanston Imagines

Imagine Being Tom's Bond girl

You stood looking out over the beautiful garden on the balcony. It was beginning to get dark but you didn't care. Inside was a dinner party held by the mam you hated most. You were told to go or he'll hurt your family. You couldn't let anything happen to him, James. Your only family.

"I'm glad you came." you heard the man. You could hear the little heels on his shoes come closer. He placed his hands on you waist his mouth close to your neck. "Where is he?" he asked. His breath bushing against your neck making your skin crawl. His lips suddenly were pressed against your skin. Making you sick.

"Get off of me!" you said moving aside. He growled grabbing you arm and pushing you up against the side. If he pushed you anymore you would be dead at the bottom. "You are mine." he whisper his mustache tickling your ear. His hands traveled to your waist pulling you closer as he started to bite at you kneck. You struggled to stop him but he was just too strong.

"Get off her!" you heard someone shout. He stopped let out an evil laugh and turned to face them. "I've been expecting you." his hands were still on your waist. "Let her go, Richard." James said stepping closer to the man. He turned to face you. Looking you as you trembled. He smiled before pushing you.

"Y/N!" James shouted before jumping off. He grabbed you. It was a long way down. You closed your eyes fearing for the worse but it never came. You opened to see a parachute. James smiled as you both landed. "I'm so glad your okay." he said imbracing you in a hug.

You looked down to see the dress her brought you was surprisingly fine. It still look the same as it did when you took it out the box. "Mr Bond." you smiled starting to walk off back into the venue. You were try to play hard to get. You could tell he wanted a kiss in return but you weren't going to give one to him.

You heard him laugh as he speeded up to catch up to you. "Where is a thank you or even a kiss?" he asked running in front to hold the door open for you. You let out a little laugh and turned to face him. "Maybe later." you winked walking off over to the wine table. You picked up a glass wine and took a sip seeing James sat staring at you.

"And cut!" shouted the director. You let out a sigh before walking off set. "You were great." Tom smiled as he came and wrapped his arms around you. "Really? thank you Tom, but you were better." you kissed his cheek walking to your dressing room.