It was a revelation that smacked me in the face. I wasn't looking for anyone, but I found him. Thomas William Hiddleston. I've always seen him as my friend, someone I could trust, but now, when I look in those beautiful blue green eyes, and those hands holding mine, I see...the man I love.
Tom took a strand of hair and put it behind my ear. Whispering my name, his warm breath on my neck, I looked up at him shyly smiling. "Would you like to go talk?"
I nodded, still in a dream. Tom apologized to Charlie and thanked him for his help. The older man looked at both of us with a warm smile. "Get out of here kids. And Chelsea..." It took me a few seconds to look away from Tom, then I looked back, "Yes Charlie?"
He took a very long exacerbating sigh, "It sure took long enough, but thank you for putting him out of his misery!"
I felt like going to do a flip over the bar to hug him, but I just smiled from ear to ear and replied, "My pleasure." Tom and I went out the door, holding hands, feeling like 2 high school kids on a date. It was dark out, other than a few passing cars and street lights, but it seemed like Times Square to me. Everything was brighter. And the sparkle in Tom's eyes were beautiful. "Tom?"
"Yes love?"
I giggled. "You're still a boob!" I took off running for his car.
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We went back to my apartment and talked and talked and talked. I knew things about him before, but this was different. That was best friend Tom. This is lover Tom. Well, not really lover. Soon-to-be-lover Tom. Is there such a thing? Anyway, I was laying on the couch, and he was rubbing my feet. Oh, those fingers, I fluttered my eyes closed, my head lay back.
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My head popped up, eyes wide open.
Tom stopped immediately and soothingly said, "I'm sorry, was that too hard!"
I don't know, is it? I shook my head, blushing like crazy. "No, you are perfect Tom! I just need you to stop for a minute, ok?" Or for the rest of the night. Jesus! How is it I never realized how frickin sexy he is?! "I'll be right back!" Before I ran to the bathroom, I saw him hold back a smile. "I'll be here, darling."
I splashed cold water on my face, then looked at myself in the mirror, frustrated. Holy shit! I'm not letting him do this tonight. Consulting my watch I saw it was 2:10. He should go! I don't want him to...but... CHELSEA!!!!
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Narrowing my eyes at my reflection, I thought: Pfttt, now I'm arguing with myself. Get out there Chelsea! Peeking out the door, he was standing, looking at my crystals in my curio cabinet. Oh, his long, elegant legs...and his ASS!! Get him outta here Chelsea!
He must have felt my eyes on him as he turned around, a mischievous look on his face. "Hello beautiful darling! Are you coming out?" As soon as I walked into the living room, he put his arms around me and kissed me with closed lips, very slowly and romantically. "It's late. I should go."
My eyes were still closed after we broke off the kiss. I don't know how I'm going to survive this. I really believe this man will kill me, and I've just got a foot rub and small kisses. "Um...yeah th-that's a good idea." I held his hand walking to the door, head down, biting my lip, but still smiling, still with the feeling of this new beginning giving me warmth all over.
Leaning against the door, his hand running through his black curls, he looked down, his face drunk with passion, asked, "I would like to spend the entire day with you tomorrow."
How did I not even notice his frickin voice was pure sex in itself? Damn Chelsea, you have to get a cold shower! "I would like that too Mr Hiddleston. What did you have in mind?"
He leaned towards me, his arm around my waist, and whispered in my ear, "A day you'll never forget, love." He kissed just below my earlobe and I got instant goosebumps.
Damn you Hiddleston! I closed my eyes, reached for the doorknob, and nodded towards the door. "Good night Thomas!"
He let out a Loki laugh. "Good night pet."
I shut the door and slid down to the floor, hoping he didn't hear me. Could I have possibly fallen in love with this man? My neighbor? My best friend after all of these months? Well, think about it later Chelsea. You need to crawl to the shower.
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TOM'S POV
I danced around the living room. FINALLY! Chelsea Bennett, my girlfriend!!! I don't think anything has made me happier in my life! Those fame, the awards...nothing! I'd give it up in a second!
All of those months, I wanted to tell her so badly! And everyone else for that matter! Hemsworth, Kevin, Joss, Clark...everyone! And Jamie and Nicole were the worst! But I guess they did for me, huh?
I can't wait until tomorrow!
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CHELSEA'S POV
The sun was shining so bright through my bedroom window. Oh hell, there could be a tornado, and the sun would be shining bright. Seven o'clock. He never said when he was coming to get me.
And there he is...at the door! And I'm a mess! Sitting on the bed, I looked up debating on whether to let him in or not. Well, he has seen me as my worst. Hell, and that was the first day we met!
"Coming!" I jogged to the door. Opening it, I saw him wearing a thin white clingy tshirt and black jeans. My goodness Tom, you're really killing me here.
I looked down at my robe and bare legs, which apparently he approved of from the smile on his face. "Of course, I'm not ready. If you want to come in, that's ok, or I could just come to your place when I'm done."
He pulled me to his body and said, "mmmmm, you can wear that! Let's go!" He tried pulling me out the door, until I stopped him, "Uh uh big boy, 20 minutes and I'll be ready."
