Behind the Scenes

Chapter Eleven

His face broke into a grin and she found herself smiling back at him.

"C'mon, Angel, lets getcha cleaned up." He murmured, kissing her cheek and helping her to her feet. She smiled shyly and looked down, blushing. He grasped her chin, tilting her head up and kissing her softly. She smiled and relaxed into his arms, pulling away and letting him lead her back up to her dorm and into the bathroom, sitting down on the edge of the bathtub. He started to run the hot water, rinsing a facecloth under it and gently starting to wipe her face.

"Why'd you put makeup on, angel? You're gorgeous, you don't need that crap." He asked her, his voice gentle. She looked up at him, confused, but shrugged.

"I wanted to look nice for you." She mumbled, blushing with embarrassment. He grinned down at her and once her face was clean he gently patted it dry with her nearest towel.

"There we go. You look incredible." He murmured, pulling her into another kiss. She sighed and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, tugging him closer to her, moving backwards slightly and shrieking as she fell back. She laughed, Tom hovering over her. The second she noticed the position they were in, she blushed a dark red and he cleared his throat, pulling himself off and helping her up. She giggled and bumped up against his chest, letting him steady her.

"Coffee?" She offered, smiling and he nodded, following her into the kitchen. She hummed to herself as she made the coffees, letting Tom put the sugar into his own so she wouldn't screw it up. They sat down together on the couch, flicking the tv on and the first Harry Potter movie starts up again. Tom laughed, ready to tease her about it before realising how engrossed she is in the movie.

"You really like this, don't you?" He asked softly and she nodded, reaching across for her glasses and pulling hem up onto her face, pulling her hair into a low messy bun and curling up next to him, letting him snake his arm around her shoulder.

"You have siblings, right? Was it ever like the Weasleys?" She asked and he laughed, nodding.

"Sometimes, yeah. I admit I pulled a lot of pranks." He said with a smirk and she turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Which I will not do to you." He promised quickly and her gaze drifted back to the TV. He chuckled and leaned down, kissing her head. The action was repeated periodically and Amanda sighed, nestling into his side.

"You're lucky you're pretty." She hummed, looking at the TV but meaning Tom.

"Aww, you think I'm pretty." She laughed and leaned up, kissing him again, still gentle. He sighed softly, his tongue darting out to lick her lips and she moaned softly into his mouth. He pulled away slowly, savouring the feeling and the taste of her in his mouth, turning their focus back to the TV. She found herself looking up to him, watching his reaction to the film and the way his lip quirked up occasionally.

"Gorgeous." He murmured, his eyes flitting over to her and she blushed, cuddling into him and hiding her face in his chest. He chuckled and she felt in reverberate through his ribs, blushing slightly but not saying another word as she turned her attention to the movie. He brought his hand to her hair, starting to braid it casually. She sighed and her shoulders relaxed slowly.

"How do you know how to braid hair?" He shrugged and didn't answer her question for a few minutes.

"I seen a lot of people braiding their hair. And I saw my mum do it for ages when Paddy was a newborn." He explained eventually. She scrunched her nose up but didn't question it further, wanting to just relax and enjoy the time they were having together. Tom's phone began to blow up with messages and he sighed, stopping braiding her hair to turn it on to silent. "Huh? Everyone seems like they're mad at me." He said, looking at his messages before he turned noise off.

"Oh, yeah. They all saw the picture." She said with a wince, and he nodded in realisation before dropping the subject for a while.

"Well if we post something on my Instagram maybe that will calm them down." He suggested as the first movie ended and their empty coffee cups laid abandoned. She shrugged and nodded, realising he hadn't even followed her yet. He seemed to realise at the same time because he picked his phone up and opened his camera, pulling her in close and kissing her softly. He took what felt like a hundred photos before he pulled away, leaving her slightly dazed and panting for breath. He smirked and pecked her lips again before opening Instagram, searching up her user name as she told it to him, @/amanda.n.neel , and then he posted one of the many pictures, tagging her in it. The caption read: I'm so happy I found you. She looked over at her phone when her Instagram blew up, gaining thousands of followers almost instantly. She laughed a little and turned it onto silent, tossing it aside. They decided to put the second movie on, Amanda snuggling even closer to him if it was possible and her eyes drooped shut, dozing off on his chest and wrapped in his arms and she finally felt safe.

He smiled down at her as she fell asleep and he paused the movie, turning everything off and picking her up carefully. He walked her through to her room, placing her down on the bed and tucking her in, kissing her forehead. He turned to leave when she grabbed his wrist in her sleep.

"Don't go." She mumbles, rolling over so there was more room. "Please." He hesitated but eventually took his shirt and jeans off before he climbed in next to her, holding her tight to his chest as he too began to fall asleep.