Tom Hiddleston Fics

Old Friends Part 1 (Tom x reader)

Head buzzing

Mouth Dry

Hands clammy

Stomach queasy

I sit motionless in the car trying to collect my thoughts.

"I can't believe it, who would have thought I would make it?" It felt like It was just yesterday I was sitting with my father talking about my future. When you are ten, possibilities still seem endless.

"How about a teacher?" my father questions with some amusement in his voice, as I roll my eyes. He knows how much I love to learn, but teaching is not my forte. "You can be anything you want, my dear. You just have to find out what your desire is."

I take a few minutes to think. My dream is far from practical, and I was afraid he would not approve. "An actress; I want to be an actress more than anything," I replied.

I am greeted with silence. I knew this would happen, I thought. I finally meet his gaze. He searches my face, looking for something.

He gives a quick nod and takes a deep breath. "I know that with hard work and determination, T, you will be the best actress in England," he says in a serious tone. "Let me give you one piece of advice though. Just because we are a very wealthy family, don't take handouts from anyone because you are rich and privileged. Let your hard work and perseverance guide you, and show everyone what the Farraday name really means."

Back to present

And now, sixteen years later, I have finally made a name for myself. Countless plays and two movies later, I am about to have the night of my life...maybe if I don't make an utter fool of myself first. I have been nominated for Best Leading Actress for my newest film, Summer Holiday. I am so nervous, I think I'm going to be sick. The car stops and my driver opens my door.

*Buzz* I quickly check my phone. "You'll be great kiddo. Knock 'em dead. No matter what happens, know that I am so proud of you." -Dad

I smile and get out of the car, adjusting my floor-length dress as I stand. Instantly, there are screams and camera flashes. "For me?" I ask flabbergasted.

I begin the daunting trek down the red carpet. Posing for photos and saying hi to fans. I made it to the doors with only one interview. "Thank goodness!" I step inside the beautiful hotel. I am directed on where to go and gawk at the amazing architecture. I stop at a set of ornate doors and take a breath before walking into the room. The ballroom is massive and gorgeously decorated with chandeliers, tables, and well, I shall spare you all the details. I look around the overstuffed room not seeing anyone I know. My heart starts to beat wildly with anxiety. I close my eyes and steady my breathing. I slowly open them and something catches my eye. To be specific, someone catches my eye. A man I almost didn't recognize, let alone think I'd see ever again. My childhood best friend - Mr. Thomas W. Hiddleston.