Tom's Sky (¡A Tom Hiddleston fanfiction !)

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The air smells like trouble.

As soon as we arrived, we saw one of the actress from the play, chatting nicely with some people at the front door.

Damn it.

I just hope he's not around here as well.

Please, God, just don't let us bump into him now.

"I hope we can bump into Tom before the play!" Zach said, excited.

Shut up, dickhead!

God, don't listen to him, please.

Inside the theatre was dark, we searched for our seats.

We were located at the third row, right in the middle.

It's very close to the stage, Goddamnit!

We waited for almost 40 minutes for the play to start.

My heart beating fast.

He was going to come onstage any minute.

I wanted to slap him, yell at him, ask him why he played with me.

I wanted to touch his cheeks, feel his beard, his lips.

All of a sudden, a dead silence filled the place.

The stage changed its lights, a single light in the middle of the stage.

He was there.

He was doing his thing.

It was him but it wasn't him, he was good.

Really good.

3 hours passed and i was on edge, it was exciting, intriguing, outstanding.

Even though i know the play from head to toe, i was quoting every phrase.

A wash of warm applauses washed the theatre and I think something also washed over me, down in my pants.

Damn, he was hot.

At the end, the whole cast walked onstage and they gave they usual bow before the curtains rolled.

I'm not gonna lie.

I really enjoyed tonight.

The play was overwhelming, in a very good way.

I loved it.

But now it's time to go.

"Come on, let's see if we can get a table at the Hotel's Restaurant before it gets crowded" i said, trying to drag Zach and Liam out the building.

"What? There's a queue to meet Tom, you can skip that and introduce me" Zach said.

I stared at him for a few seconds.

"Errr... no"

I walked thru the people getting out of the auditorium.

We made it to the side door after a few minutes, front door was already full of people for the next play in the program.

"Look, there he is!" Zach yelled.

Don't look.

Don't look.

Don't look.

Zach grabbed my arms and turned me around.

Tom was next door, the stage door, waving and greeting some fans.

"Damn, he's surrounded" Zach complained.

"Yeah, maybe next time, i really need to eat something" Liam said, glancing at me.