Lover

Remember Me?

Tom's POV

I had just finished eating my portion of sushi. Goddamn I love sushi. Harrison had gone home, due to the fact that him and caviar didn't go well together. He threw up in the bathroom a while ago, before he decided that he needed to go home and 'let the caviar out of his system'.
So in actual fact, I just got ditched by my date. Great.

Anyway, everyone is basically done with their food and desserts by now, so I take it as the time to mingle with some friends and colleagues of mine. I see Tom (Hiddlestan)and Benedict standing at the back of the hall, already catching up with each other. I join them, of course, and we end up discussing my projects and all that. After a while, I realise that I haven't seen Robert, the Godfather, yet. I excuse myself from the group and set out for him. Luckily, all it took was a turn around to find him. He was talking to some woman. Her brown hair was styled in curls that ended midway of her back and she wore a black dress that complimented her body in most ways. She turns around a bit and I catch a glimpse of her face.

Wait.
Is that...?
Oh my god it is! It's her, isn't it?

I'd recognise those features for the rest of my days. It's her. That girl. From the rainy day. The exotic girl.

I have to go talk to her. Reacquaint. Greet her atleast. She's speaking to Robert also. Just then I had the stupidest plan ever. And me- being the dumbass I am- go ahead and pursue it.

"Robert!" I call out the one of my closest and most trusted mentor, walking towards him and that girl.
What is she doing here anyway? Is she an actor too? Maybe we could work together for a movie!
Robert immediately steps forward, In my direction, as well.

-"Tom! Long time, huh? How have you been?" And we greet each other with a friendly hug.
"Yeah, I'm good Robert. How are you?"
-"Great, man. How's the party?" Before I can answer, though he turns his attention back the The Girl, to add her to the conversation also. Her head is hung low, minimizing the eye contact between us. I don't enjoy that.

-"Oh, Tom. This is my biggest fan. Her name is Alia."
I put out my hand to shake, and she hesitantly takes it, just like before...
"Tom," I introduce myself. Even though I'm quite confident that she still remembers me. "Nice to meet you, Erlia." She snaps her head up at me and catches my gaze for the first time that night. Robert starts to laugh. I'm confused for a while, until he speaks again.
-"No, not ER-lia! Alia!" She also giggles to herself and on seeing that I can't help but let a light chuckle escape my mouth too.
"Oh I'm sorry. What was it again?" I ask again, only to tease her. She didn't wanna tell me her name the last time...
--"It's Alia."

Moments pass as Robert and Alia tell me about her- how she's studying and all that.
"Does she like Spider-Man?" She tenses and breaks the intense eye contact we had going on. Damnit, she's so shy. It's adorable.
-"Well why don't you ask her. She like 3 feet from you. I'm gonna get Evans back from Mark." We watch Robert leave.
"You know, Alia, " I make sure to emphasise her name. "You didn't wanna tell me your name the last time we met." Her head darted up to look at me with widened eyes.
-"Y-you rem-member me?"
"Of course, Alia." I'm taking advantage of the fact that I know her name now, trying to slip in in every time I get the chance- just to tease her.
She smiled a little. -"Why?"
"How could I forget you, Alia." Her expression changed, her face reddened, mouth parted, and again she put her head down. Adorable.
"You remembered me." I state. Does she know who I am? That I'm famous?

Alia's POV
He's talking to me. HE'S TALKING TO ME!!!!
I can't believe it. After all this time I'd come to terms with not ever meeting him again. But here we are. And the best part, He remembers me...

-"You remembered me." He stated.
Of course I remember you! I love you!

"Well yeah. You're a celebrity. Tom. Tom Holland. As a matter of fact, I know all about you."
Great, Alia. Now you sound like a complete and utter idiot! Get yourself together girl.
"And I'm sorry about the last time, I just assumed we wouldn't see each other ever again. So I didn't wanna you know..." I say nervously.
-"Alia" Tom says, as if testing my name out. The way he says it though, it's a wonderful sound. It rolls off his tongue ever so naturally.
-"It's a beautiful name." And once again I avert my gaze to the floor, whilst I blush To myself.
"Thank you, Tom."