❛ 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 ❜ ━━━ ❪ 𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍. ❫

₊˚.༄ 𝘁𝘄𝗼

𝘁𝘄𝗼
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'hello there, darling.'
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irl !  ↴

Tom had asked for room service to clean up his mess, he knew he had to get away from there, before he hurt himself. So he just went where the wind was taking him...

He walked down the street, he didn't really know where he was, but he didn't think it mattered either.

He was pretty sure he would find himself stumbling into a bar or something similar by the end of the day.

He had looked for the nearest coffee shops and started to make his way there. There was no other plain old coffee shops in vicinity but he spotted a Cheesecake Factory and was pretty sure they sold coffee, as they were a cake shop.

Inside was a particularly fancy layout, he didn't mind much and it might have been the hangover talking but he was pretty contempt sitting alone on a two-person table. His hoodie was mostly hiding him from being recognised.

A waiter came up to him, holding a pad, "What would you like to order?"

Tom turned to face him slowly, "Um...I'd like a coff-actually...give me a few more minutes."

"Ok, just give me a call when your ready," The waiter had an excited look on his face, he probably recognised him. It was either that or British accents excited him.

That was when Ariana Grande walked in, she had two of her best friends behind her.

They came in giggling like school girls, Ariana had a bright smile on her face.

Tom looked over across at her as she entered, he knew exactly who she was. He quite a fan of her, he didn't think she knew who he was though...

Which is why he didn't care about what he was going to do as he took off his hoodie, revealing the well-fitted blouse

He ushered over a waiter, "Hey, um...Could I get a tequila? Make it the bottle. Thanks mate."

Ariana sat with her friends in front of the bar table.

Courtney nudged her shoulder, "Look, over there."

Ariana turned to where Tom was sat, giving her sly glances from his table as he sipped on his drink. She couldn't deny she found him cute, he wasn't usually the type she'd go for though.

"Yeah, the cute little guy," Ariana nodded, "He's okay."

Alexa laughed, "Sure, okay. I've had less to drink and want to blow his brains out."

They all laughed hysterically at that, Courtney spoke up again,"I think he's giving you the eyes."

"Really?" Ariana considered going to talk to him for a moment, "I'll let him come to me."

"No. What if he's shy?" Alexa asked.

"He's not," Ariana said.

Tom laughed as he heard what they were saying, he assumed they were too distracted to tell they were being loud. He finished his drink as he walked over to where Ariana was sitting. Her friends made up some excuse to leave them alone as they walked away.

Tom turned to Ariana as soon as they were gone, "Hello there, darling."

Ariana peered over to her friend, giving them an obvious 'I told you he wasn't shy look.'

"Hey," Ariana smiled, flicking her ponytail out her face, "What's your name?"

"Tom...Holland," He smiled, Ariana found herself secretly obsessing over his adorable smile, "What's yours?"

Ariana giggled a little, "Ariana..."

"Grande," He finished for her and they both laughed, "What are you doing here?"

"Just hanging out with my friends, having fun."

"Oh, I thought you'd be snuggled up at home with someone special," Tom said, he didn't have the common sense at that point to have boundaries.

But Ariana was pretty tipsy herself, "No, I had a...boyfriend for a while but we're not together anymore."

"So, are you looking for a date?"

"No. But I'd be willing to look for one."

Tom smirked as he turned to the bartender near them, "Could we have some whisky?"

*

Ariana stumbled into the door of Tom's hotel room, almost tripping over her own feet as Tom kissed her passionately.

"Tom..." Ariana groaned, "Close the door."

He kicked it closed with his foot, then resumed roaming his hands down Ariana's body. He was lucky that he had cleaned up or else it would be difficult to explain why his place was such a mess.

Ariana grabbed Tom's ass, pulling it closer to her - he chuckled softly, "Are we going to go there, Grande?"

"I know I am. Do you want to?" Ariana asked, her arms resting on his shoulders.

Tom nodded, taking off his shirt hastily, while she undid her boots.

Where they going to regret it? Probably.

a/n
i am actually sorry
this story is so
wattpad >.<
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