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Never in a million years had you thought you’d find yourself in this position.
There was just no way to explain how this could be possible. Still, here you were, in that exact situation. You weren’t gonna lie that you were 100% sure it was a dream up until this moment.
You stare at the person by your bed, who’s mouth keeps moving for some reason and you can’t really phantom what they’re trying to say. They storm out and you’re left alone once again. What in the world? You had already realized that this was indeed not your usual surroundings. Not your room, not your bed.. just not where you remember falling asleep last night. You slowly remove your covers, grateful you’re at least wearing your clothes. How did you end up here? And where is here?
The room was bright, warm, and looked like your typical hotel room. Only much nicer than you’re used to. Your internal instinct was telling you to look out the window to somewhat locate yourself, only to get blinded by the beaming sun hitting your eyes.
Before you get to study the outside surroundings you hear the door unlock and you quickly grab some of your covers to cover yourself with, only barely succeeding in time as the door opens slowly.
«Y/N?» You hear a gentle voice coming from the door. How do they know your name?
With your eyes wide as ever, you clear your throat and manage to let out a little «Y-yes?».
You flinch as a hand grips the side of the door and opens it only slightly more.
«Do you mind if I come in for a second?».
Your heartbeat automatically starts speeding as you realize you don’t really have much of a choice if you are to find out how you ended up here, but are you really about to let this stranger into your room while you’re barely dressed?
«I’m not dressed!» you blurt out from panic to your own surprise, your hand quickly covering your mouth as you said it.
Silence.
«Could I get a minute?» You decide to add after taking a deep breath to calm yourself down.
«Yeah, no of course! No problem.. I-I’ll just wait out here.» The gentle voice says, and slowly shuts the door.
You let out a heavy sigh as you feel your body finally relaxing, not realizing how tight your body had tensed up. It didn’t last long though, as you realize you now have to get dressed, and rather quickly at that as this stranger, who somehow knows your name, is waiting outside for you.. To get dressed..
You scan the room for any type of clothing, but only manage to spot a beige suitcase on the floor by the huge mirror on the wall in front of your bed. With that you push aside the covers and practically stumble out of bed in a hurry and sit in front of the suitcase. You only had to guess it was yours and try not to feel too bad about opening it like you were prying on someone’s privacy. It still didn’t sit right with you though, as you’ve never seen it before in your life.
Nearly sweating from stress, you quickly open the suitcase and grab a chunk of clothes and slam them on the floor. This person for sure didn’t seem like the organizing type.. Everything was just thrown in as if they were in a hurry. Not giving it much further thought, you finally find a mint green hoodie and decide that it's good enough to throw on.
You do and have never felt like more of a mess than in this exact moment. A pair of matching sweatpants is uncovered as you keep digging and you hurry to slip them on as well a pair of slippers that stood neatly by your bed.
Not really sure what to do from here you just stand completely frozen, but luckily manage to turn around and face the mirror in time to review that your hair is really not family friendly to say the least.
You start opening nearby doors on your search for the bathroom, but just as you find it, you hear a knocking on your door. You rush in and close the door behind you, only a little too harsh. You then decide it's a good idea to put your head against the door, only to catch the sound of your main door opening, making your anxiety worse.
You could hear footsteps approaching before the gentle voice is present once again.
«Y/N?».
Oh god, you’re stuck in this now. A thousand thoughts is running through your head as you bite your lip and squeeze your eyes shut in desperation to just disappear on the spot.
«We missed you at the shoot today y’know?» A muffled voice spoke close to the door.
Your eyes open as you try and process what has just been said by this stranger. Shoot? What shoot? You also couldn’t help but find this voice a tod familiar, but you couldn’t really put your finger on it.
«Shoot?» You ask, but feeling dumb as you do.
What’s the plan here exactly? Just pretend that you know what this person is talking about? Play along? Ask if this is some kind of joke? Or maybe just make a run for the door the second you get the chance. Either way you knew something wasn’t right.
«Could you come out please? We can talk this out.»
You sigh. He sounds so nice, and you know he’s probably just trying to help, but the one thing holding you back from opening the door was, well for one your hair still needed tending to, and two, what if this person was expecting to find someone else? Who also just happened to have the same name as you..
You’re once again ripped from your thoughts as the voice speak up again, only now further away.
«Look I understand if you’re nervous. I’m not blaming you for that, like at all. I just want to know how you’re doing.»
You couldn’t keep this up any longer and you knew it was getting kind of ridiculous..
With this in mind, you force yourself to grab the door handle and open the door ever so slightly. Completely forgetting about the way your hair is literally pointing in every direction.
You’re too scared to step out all the way, but you open enough to see the feet of the gentle kind voice that’s been trying to get to you the past 30 minutes. You see him leaning on the bed with his legs crossed. This only makes you more anxious, but you decide to raise your eyesight toward his face, only to be blinded by the sun once again.
«Hold on, let me get that for you.» He says and jumps up to tend to the matter of closing the curtains.
Only now have you realized the British accent he’s carrying. The sun disappears from your sight and you rub your eyes to the adjustment.
«There we go.»
«The sun’s been at it all day, it’s actually insane actually how hot it is.» You give out a nervous laugh and you finish rubbing your eyes and try focusing on this stranger.
«So, what’s been going on darlin’?».
You couldn’t help but blush at his very charming accent.
«Honestly, I don’t-»,
You stop mid sentence when you finally manage to get a glimpse of his face.
This has to be a dream, yet you’re very sure this is real. Perhaps you’ve just gone insane?
Cause there is no way Tom Holland is right in front of you, in a hotel room, calling you darling.
Yet, there he is.