#tomhollandxreader

Tom was excited about tonight. Like he was about every quiz night at the pub. He loved hanging out with his family and friends, and his competitive side always loved when they win.

"So...pub quiz...tonight...can we go to another bar? I found one not far from here and it looks cool," Harrison said, sitting on the couch on the opposite side where Tom was.

"It's okay for me," Harry said from the other couch, looking away from his notebook.

"I don't know, mate. I like our local pub. I don't wanna go to another one where I don't know who is the owner or the hosts," he explained. "Besides, the people in our local pub are used to us. When we go to another one people get all weird...you know?" he finished.

"Sure...and you saying this has nothing to do with the fact that you want to see Y/N because you fancy her since she started working at Ernie's?" Harry quipped with a playful smile.

"Shut up, man," Tom said, trying not to smile at the mention of the girl, but failing.

"Are you for real? I thought we were over this," Harrison laugh, looking between them.

"You divs. I just don't wanna go to another pub. Y/N has nothing to do with it," he said, still trying to control his smile.

"That's not what your face is saying," Harry said, drinking from his beer.

"Seriously, mate. Why you don't talk to her? She's always nice to you, more than she is with us. Maybe she's into you too," Harrison shrugged. "Besides you're a movie star, she would never say no to you," Tom rolled his eyes.

"I don't want her to go out with me because I'm famous," Tom said.

"Oh! But then you want her to go out with you?" Harry laugh.

"You two are idiots," Tom got up of the couch.

"Let's make a bet," Harrison said, making Tom stop and turn back to look at him. "If we lose tonight, you talk to her," he offered.

"W-what... what are you talking about? Why would I agree with that?" he laughed.

"Because if you don't talk to her, I will," Harrison said nonchalantly. "I mean...she's cute and nice...at least I would have a great time."

"What? You can't do this," Tom protested.

"And why is that?" Harrison said with a mischievous smile.

Fuck. He should've kept his mouth shut. "B-because..." Tom tried to think of a reason that didn't involve him confessing his interest in the girl. "Fine!" he gave up. "If we lose tonight, I talk to her," he agreed, offering his hand to seal the deal.

"Great!" Harrison said, shaking Tom's hand.

"I bet she'll turn him down," Harry said, earning an annoyed expression from his brother.

~

The pub quiz night was the best day of the week for you. Of course you had to work double, but you got so many tips. It worth it. Plus, you really enjoyed seeing all those people fighting to have their team name on the wall for a week.

"Y/N?! Why are you here so early?" your work friend, Jake, asked, entering the pub.

"I helped Ernie open the bar today," you said, cleaning the counter.

"Oh! How are you?" he went behind the bar and hugged you.

"I'm good. You?"

"Great. I just had an amazing day off, that I spent doing nothing with my cute boyfriend, so..." he said with a dreaming face.

"Please, can you get me one of those?" you joked.

"Weren't you dating that Kyle guy?" he asked confused.

"Please, that was two months ago, and he was a jerk," you said, returning to clean the counter.

"No way! Why you didn't tell me?" he said, moving things and setting the bar for the night.

"Eh...it wasn't a big deal," you shrugged.

"Anyways... I'm sorry babes," he said with a pout. "But hey! Today is pub quiz night. The pub will be full...who knows what can happen," he smiled, wiggling his brows. "Oh!!! You know who would be good?! That blonde boy that always comes with his friends. They won two weeks ago," he said animatedly. "To be honest, anyone from that table would be good," he laughed.

"You're crazy," you smiled at him.

"Yeah... I can be, but that table is yours if they show up," he pointed at you with a smile.

~

Soon the pub was packed and you were running from one side to another, serving pints of beer and food. You knew almost everyone who attended to puz quiz night since it was a local and small pub so, be nice to them was natural.

"Hey, look who's here," Jake pointed at the door, bringing your attention to the group of boys that were entering the pub.

"Shut up, Jake," you said, biting your lip and trying to hide a smile.

"That table it's yours! I just informed the others," he said, already leaving.

"What?" you asked, but he was gone. You waited a minute to see if anyone would take their order, but none of the others came even near their table. They were chatting happily, not even noticing that no one took their order. You took a deep breath, defeated, taking your pad from your pocket, and walking to the table. Suddenly, you felt very self-conscious about talking to them. Thanks for that, Jake.

"Goodnight, guys. How are you doing?" you asked, standing by their table and they stopped talking. Harrison covered a laugh with his hand, elbowing Tom, that was by his side.

"Hey, Y/N. We're good. How are you?" Harry said.

"I'm great," you smiled. "Are you guys ready to order?"

"Yep. Five pints, three fish n' chips, and two burgers,"  he said with a smile.

"Okay. I'll be right back," you said, smiling at them one more time and leaving the table. You walked to the bar, telling their order to Ernie.

"So... how did it go?" Jake asked while you waited for the middle aged man to hand you the beers.

"Oh! Great. Do you see the boy with brown hair?" you asked, and Jake nodded. "He's my boyfriend now. I think he's gonna propose to me soon," you said, sarcastically, and Jake rolled his eyes.

"You can joke whatever you want, but he's actually looking at you like he will propose soon," he said, a victorious smile appearing in his face when you turned your head to look at the boy with hopeful look. "So, he's the one you want. And I thought the blonde was more your type," he was laughing now.

"You are an idiot," you said to him, leaving with the five beers.

 "Hey, everyone!" Emily, the pub quiz's host, said on the microphone, getting everyone's attention. "I'm your host, Emily," she said with a big smile. "Is everyone ready for tonight's quiz?" she asked, and some people cheered. "You guys know that tonight is the quiz night, right? Some people seem confused," she joked, and they laughed. "I'm gonna ask again. Is everyone ready for tonight's quiz?" she asked more excited, and people cheered louder. "Great. Tonight's theme is football, more precisely, FIFA World Cup," people cheered again. "So... good luck to everyone, I hope you're ready to exercise your brains...or just get drunk," she joked.

~

The night went on with the rounds, and questions, and people got more and more excited and drunk. Sometimes you stopped, laughing at some joke or innocent arguments that the players were having. Sometimes you helped the people you were serving, cause you were nice, and you didn't like to see people struggling with the wrong answer.

"...you're just stupid man. I'm telling you, Ronaldo was the last one to score at the final," Harrison said when you approached their table.

"Why are you being like this? It was not! You just want us to lose!" Tom whisper yelled at him.

You took their empty bottles, replacing them for full ones. They looked up, noticing you, Tom's eyes went wide.

"I think he is right," you said to Harrison, pointing to Tom.

"Thank you," Tom looked at Harrison with a triumphant smile, and Harrison just rolled his eyes. "Can you tell us who it was... the last one?" Tom asked quietly, after a few seconds. His smile was gone because he didn't know the right answer too.

You looked from one side to another, checking if anyone could hear you, while the boys looked at you with hopeful eyes. "It was Dunga. A brazilian player," you whispered, making the boys smile.

"Are you sure?" Harrison asked not fully convinced.

"Prety much," you smiled.

"Fine, let's put him then," he agreed.

"I owe you guys a beer if I'm wrong," you said and walked away.

"Okay! Our time's up," Emily said, and everyone stopped writing their answers. "Oliver will collect your answers now. You may wat to tweet about how bad you did," Emily joked. As soon as Oliver finished collecting the answers, she was back at the microphone. "So let's see the answers now," she said with a smile. She read the seven first questions between cheers and mop from the players. "Question number eight," she said and you stopped at the bar, listening to the question you had helped the boys with. "Who was the last player to score at the last game in 1994's World Cup?" she waited for a second. "Dunga. He was the captain of the Brazilian team," she said and you smiled, searching for the boys in the crowd. Tom was looking at you with a sweet smile, and you felt your stomach fluttering. Harry followed his brother's eyes, seeing that they were on you. He said something, and everyone at the table looked at you, making Tom hide his face, annoyed. You tried to ignore that, resuming to take orders and serve beers.

A few minutes after that, you saw one of the boys signaling to you. "Hey," you said with a smile, when you got to their table. “Do you guys need anything?" you asked softly.

"How did you know that?" Sam asked without even waiting for anyone to say something.

"I watch a lot of football," you said with a grin.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Tuwaine joked, and you two laughed. "No, but seriously, do you?" he said with a serious face, but you knew he was joking.

"No, I don't," you said with a laugh. "But I have to warn you, watching football it's probably my only quality," you fake whispered to him, cupping your mouth with one hand.

"I don't care. I take it," he said.

"Hey! Get in line, man," Hary said to Tuwaine. "Tom saw her first," he joked and you felt your cheeks getting hotter.

"SHUT UP, HARRY," Tom yelled at his brother, which only made everyone laugh even more. "Jesus! I'm sorry," he said, looking at you. "They are idiots who don't know how to behave," he apologized.

"It's okay," you said with an awkward smile. "So what do you guys need?" you said after a few seconds in silence, the boys holding a laugh. They made their order and you left.

"I'm gonna kill you!" Tom said when you left, but you still could hear him.

~

Almost an hour later the quiz ended, and the boys lost. "Can I do this another day, please?" Tom pleaded, but all the boys shake their heads no.

"You're doing this today. We made a deal, and you shook my hand!" Harrison said.

"But look at her...she looks tired, and you guys already annoyed her today," he said, pointing at you, serving another group a few tables from them.

"She's not annoyed! You're annoyed. She was laughing with us. You were the only grumpy one," Sam said.

"Mate, If you don't talk to her, I'm the next one in line. Get it together," Tuwaine said, jokingly. Tom stared at them for a few more seconds. "Well, I'm going then..." Tuwaine started getting up.

"NO!" Tom said, pushing him back. "I'll go," he said, defeated. "Divs..." he groaned, getting up.

You were going to the bar, and Tom felt a little relieved. At least, if you rejected him, he won't have a crowd around. He ran his hand through his hair anxiously. "Hey..." he said, leaning on the counter by your side.

"Hi!" you said, looking at him with a smile. "I'm sorry. Do you guys need something? I didn't see you calling me," you said, looking at his table.

"No. We're okay," he said, clearing his throat. "Hum...to be honest, I...um...I kind of made a bet with them," he pointed at his table, and your eyes glanced at them. They were all looking at you two, smiling, and then looked away, noticing you.

"A bet?" you asked confused.

"Yeah...that I would...um...if we lost...I would ask you out," he said, rubbing his hands together. You were so confused. You were a bet to them? I mean, you knew you weren’t insanely hot, but you weren't ugly either. At least, that was what you thought. But now, you needed someone to lose a bet to ask you out? That was new. "Oh NO! No no no! Not like that!" Tom said, noticing the weird look on your face. "It's not because you're ugly or something like that," he was a disaster. "Actually, I think you're very very pretty..." he rambled on and you smiled a little. "But I never had enough courage to ask you out. So they said that, if we lost today, I would have to talk to you," he explained. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this," he said with an apologizing smile. "You can say no, we're good," he said.

You looked at him, and them to the boys, who were watching the interaction. "Your friends made you do this?" you asked, perpetuating his agony for a few more seconds.

He nodded. "They are idiots, I know," he said.

You looked at him again. Ever since you started working here, you knew the boys. And since your first pub quiz night, you always wanted to talk to Tom. But life went on, and you settle to admire him from afar. "I work almost every night, and the nights I'm not working, I have to study," you said.

"I understand," he said with a sad face, looking at his feet, preparing himself to leave, humiliated.

"But..." you started again, and he stopped, looking at you again. "I finish here at eleven-thirty. If you wanna go out later," you said with a smile. "We can go eat something," you shrugged.

He smiled, a look between doubt and hope in his face. "Are you sure? You don't have to do this because of them," he said, making sure you wanted to go out with him.

"I'm sure if you're sure," you said.

"I've never been more sure," he smiled widely, making you smile too. How did he manage to be this cute?

"Okay! So, it's a date," you said, offering your hand for him to shake, and he took it, holding a little longer than he needed.

"It's a date!"

He walked back to his table, and you tried to hide the smile that was forcing his way to your face when you saw Tom's friends cheering.

~

Your shift was finally over. You counted your tips with Jake by your side.  The night was better than you could imagine. You got more tips then you expected, and that was going to help a lot with your bills.

"So... how was it with the boy? I saw you two talking," Jake asked after you finished counting your money.

"You're an asshole, you know that, right?" you said, hiding a smile.

"Shut up. By the smile you had, I know things went well," he said.

You shook your head at him. "He asked me out," you said and he cheered. "But I don't think it'll happen," you cut him off.

"And why is that?" he asked confused.

"Because I told him I got out at eleven-thirty, and he said he would be here, but as you can see," you looked around you, "He's not here," you couldn't help the sadness in your voice saying that last part.

"Oh! What a jerk! Don't worry, next week I’ll ‘accidentally’ drop some beer on him," Jake said, hugging your shoulders and you laugh. "I'm sorry," he said after a few seconds, noticing you were really sad.

"It's okay," you forced a smile. "Now, let's go. I really wanna sleep now," you said, getting up and he followed you.

"Ernie, we're leaving," Jake announced.

"Bye Ernie," you said, picking up your purse and waving goodbye.

"Bye, kids. See you tomorrow," he said before you left.

"Oh! Would you look at that," Jake said surprised, getting your attention. You followed his eyes, seeing the curly-haired boy seated on the short brick wall that followed the riverside in front of the pub.

"Hey," Tom said with a smile, getting up, and walking to you.

"I think I'm going home alone," Jake said. "You two have a good night," he said with a grin. "Call me tomorrow..." he pointed at you and you shook your head, looking at the ground.

"Hi," you said after Jake left. "I thought you had stood me up," you said, putting your hands in the pockets of your denim jacket.

"I would never do that," he said, smiling.

"That's good," you said, changing your weight from one foot to another. You were feeling your stomach do flips inside you and his smile wasn't helping you now. "So...where are we going?" you asked, breaking the silence.

"I don't know. Do you want to eat something?" he asked, and you nodded. "We can head this way, then. There's a place two blocks down," he said, and you agreed. "Do you live nearby?"

"Yeah, a few blocks away from the river," you said when you started walking.

You two talked all the way to the bar. He asked a lot of things about you. He was funny, and without even trying, he was cute. He told you about his work, and how he normally doesn't go out because people always freak out when they recognize him. And that was one of the things he liked about Ernie's pub. They knew him for so long that he was just another customer.

You told him about your life as a college kid who works and goes to classes. He seemed very interested, asking about what you would gonna do after graduation, the things you liked to do, and the things you disliked. At some point, during dinner, he leaned closer to you, your legs were touching, and his arm brushing against yours. His smile was perfect, forming those crinkles around his eyes, the scrunched nose when he was animatedly telling some story, the voice between gritted teeth when he was embarrassed or trying to be funny and the laugh that got caught in his throat when you told him something funny. By the way, that was the thing you loved more. How much he laughed at the things you told him. You were usually awkward so, be funny was your way of dealing with things, and when someone laughed at your jokes, that was everything to you.

You kept talking until the waiter informed that the bar was closing.

"It's past two," you said looking at your cellphone.

"I didn't even notice the time passing," Tom said, putting his jacket.

"Me neither. I think that's what happens when you're having a good time," you smiled softly and he did the same. He got up, helping you with your jacket. He kept his hand on your lower back, guiding you outside. The cold air outside hitting you when you got out. You waited for Tom, that was holding the door so an old couple could walk out of the restaurant too. This boy was something else, you thought, seeing him greet the two and then, they left.

"Oh! It's cold," he said, closing the restaurant door behind him, and walking to you.

"Yeah, a little," you crossed your arms on your chest, shivering when you felt a wind hit you.

"Do you want...?" he said, extending his arm, offering it to hug you.

"Yeah, sure," you shrugged, getting closer to him without uncrossing your arms. He hugged you by the shoulders, rubbing your arm. You felt his warmth around you, and even though this was your first date, you couldn't feel more comfortable. He was the softest person you ever met, and at that moment, you wished this day never ended. "Thanks," you said with a low voice, and he smiled back. You two walked like that for a few minutes, talking, until you hugged his waist, absentmindedly. Your arm under his jacket. You only noticed where your hand was when he held your hand that was in his waist. His hand was soft, and sometimes he squeezed yours, like when he wanted you to stop before crossing a street or when he wanted to react to the story you were telling without saying a word.

"That's me," you said a little sad when you reached your front porch.

"Oh! Cool," he said, stopping by your side, and then turning his body a little to face you.

"Do you wanna call an Uber? It's a little late, and I would feel better if you called one," you said lightly. "I can wait with you," you offered.

"Sure, I will," he said, taking his cellphone from his pocket, and looking for the app.

"Let's sit," you suggested, sitting on the stairs of your building and he followed you, sitting by your side, closer than ever.

"He's five minutes away from here," he informed, putting the phone back in his pocket.

"I had a great time tonight, thanks for asking me out," you said when he looked at you. He hugged your shoulders again while his other hand rested on your knee, rubbing circles on your jeans.

"Me too. Thanks for accepting," he smiled. "And I'm sorry for the bet," he said.

"No problem. I'm glad they forced you to do this. God knows how long it would take for you to do it willingly," you laughed.

"Hey!" he said a little offended.

"Please, you go to the pub almost every week, and never talked to me more than a couple sentences. You were far from doing it without the bet," you laughed more.

"Shut up," he said through gritted teeth, holding a smile.

"I'm just kidding. I'm happy you did it, and that's what matters," you said, turning your laugh in a soft smile.

"I'm happy I did it too," he said, and his face was closer to yours. You could feel his breath on your cheek. You looked up, and your eyes glanced between his eyes and his lips. You licked your lips unconsciously, and his hand squeezed your leg, the arm on your shoulder bringing you even closer. "I'm sorry it took me so long," he said almost in a whisper. "I promise I'll be faster with the next step," his eyes lingered on your lips a little longer.

"And what is the next step?" you asked.

"This," he said, ending the space between you two. His lips capturing yours, easily and softly. You turned your body, and your hand hugged his neck. He lowered his hand that was your shoulder, hugging your waist. Your breath felt shorter, and a car stopping by your sidewalk got your attention.

You broke the kiss, earning a confused look from him. "Your Uber," you pointed to the car without looking away from him. He looked at the car, faking a sad expression. "That's what I call bad timing," he said through greeted, rolling his eyes. You laughed at his whining. "Can I call you tomorrow?" he asked, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

"Sure," you smiled.

"Great. I'm gonna head home, then," he said, getting up, and you did the same.

"Talk to you tomorrow," you said, putting your hands on your pockets.

"Talk to you tomorrow," he replied, going down some steps, and then stopped, turning around to you. He cupped your face and kissed you one more time, quickly, which made your smile grow wider. "Good night!" he said, getting in the Uber.

"'Night," you said, your stomach fluttering like crazy.

"Hey of course he's gonna love it. I can already tell it tastes good"you said confronting the little child now hiding behind the fridge.

"You think so?"

"Who is the chef here?"you asked waiting for her reply. She made a cute thinking face causing you to tickle her little belly and opening your arms for her.

"Of course is you mummy. But don't tell dada"she said and you smiled brighter that the sun.

"I won't darling. Is our little secret"the two of you laughed for seconds. After that she left the room and you looked at the clock next to you.

23:58

It was your husband's birthday. In two minutes. You smiled as you remembered the first time you met. You were walking down the street with your best friend,talking and looking for dresses,before your eyes met his coming outside of a really fancy store. It was love at first sight.

And after 10 years,you got married and gave birth to two beautiful babies that stole your heart from the second you held them for the first time in your arms. You were proud of him. He never changed for anyone but he changed you to a better person.

"Mummy mummy hurry"your 6 year old son came now with his sister in his arms. He sounded so sweet and innocent that your heart was melting. And his love towards her little sister made you even more proud of the boy he started to become.

"We're ready.Where is your dad?"

"He is sitting on the couch. He thinks we are asleep"you laughed with them and grabbed the cake.

23:59

"Can I hold it mum? Please?"your son was begging on his knees. He wanted to feel like an actual man holding something valuable in his hands. His puppy eyes, just like his father's, was your weakness and you couldn't hesitate any longer.

He held the cake with you now holding your daughter's hand and being prepared to save the cake from your son any time.

00:00

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear dada, happy birthday to you" all of your three voices started singing. Tom's eyes were wide open at the view in front of him.His own family standing next to him, singing for his birthday. He smiled looking at you as his son placed the cake at the table carefully.

"Wish,wish, wish" the kids screamed and you smiled back at the love of your life. You watched him as he closed his eyes, making a wish. You once tried to ask what his wish was but the only thing you heard was his laughter. You never asked again.

"What are you guys doing awake right now?"he kissed his children that sat next to him. Your daughter hugged his arm and closed her eyes.

"We wanted to surprise you daddy. We made the cake right mum?" your son's voice sounded deeper, his back straight to show how grown he was. Like his father.

"Yes baby that's right. Do you want some?"you asked. After hearing exciting sounds you took away the cake and prepared the plates. You could hear from the living room their voices and screams.

He was the best father in the world. He was there for his kids to help them with school, to solve their tiny problems. He listened as it was the most important thing. He was the one that made them laugh the most with his silly faces or bad impressions of you that your kids found funny. He loved them with his heart and you couldn't be more grateful for this man.

After a few moments you were all sitting there enjoying the cake that the two little creatures made. It was unexpectedly good that made you question your skills for a little.

"This is so good. Thank you my loves" Tom said and kissed the kids again on their cheeks.

"You like it daddy?"you asked.

"Of course darling"he smirked and took another bite of the chocolate cake at his plate.

"Dada, I can't anymore" your daughter pushed away her plate and lay down on the couch. It was last their bed time and it showed.

"Do you wanna sleep baby?" She nodded with sleepy eyes. She looked at you at this point. That's exactly what you did to him years ago, when the two of you started living together. "Come on" he hugged her and got up with her in his arms. She was resting on his shoulders already sleeping.

"It's time for you darling to go to bed too"you smiled at your son"Give me kiss good night" he stepped towards you kissing your cheek and following his dad to their beds.

You cleaned the mess all the four of you made. You took two glasses and a bottle of red wine and headed to the couch waiting for your man to show.

"Hello again"he said sitting next to you, his arm around your shoulders and your head on his chest.

"Did you like the little surprise we made you?"you asked waiting patiently.

"I loved it baby. Thank you"he kissed your forehead."Did they really made this alone?"

"Yes"you said"Well yes I was there too but they're really good. O think they're taking my spot now"you laughed. You moved your body to take the glass and place it to your mouth.

"I don't think so"his breath burned you ear. You closed your eyes and smiled at his touch that made your heart beat like a drum inside you and your blood running faster that lightning through your veins.

"Please don't ever call me daddy in front of the kids. I can barely hold myself"you laughed hearing his comment.

"Oh please stop"you said and looked at his eyes already looking at yours."I said it for the kids"

"You don't wanna know what I thought at that moment y/n. You really don't" he was the one laughing now. You raised your eyebrow at the him and his weird thoughts.

"Happy birthday dada"you said with a playful tone. His hands pulled you over his lap, kissing your lips with love and lust. It was his birthday and still he was the one that wanted to please you.

"Happy birthday Tom"you said once again with a deeper voice now, smiling at him before kissing his lips again.

You got a bone to pick?

You've come so far why now are you pulling on my dick?

I'd normally slap your face off And everyone here could watch But I'm feeling nice Here's some advice Listen up beeyotch"

"I like"

Lookin' hot

Buying stuff They can not

"I like"

"Drinking hard Maxing dad's credit card"

I like

Skippin' gym Scarin' her Screwin' him

I like

Killer clothes

Kickin' nerds in the nose

If you lack the balls You can go play dolls Let your mommy fix you a snack(whoa)Or you could come smoke Pound some rum and coke In my Porsche with the quarterback (whoa, whoa, whoa)

Honey, what you waitin' for? Welcome to my candy store Time for you to prove you're not a loser Anymore And step into my candy store

Guys fall At your feet Pay the check Help you cheat

All you Have to do

Say goodbye

To Shamu

That freak's Not your friend I can tell In the endIf she Had your shot

She would leave You to rot

Course if you don't care Fine, go braid her hair Maybe Sesame Street is on(whoa)

Or forget that creep And get in my jeep

Let's go tear up Someone's lawn (whoa, whoa, whoa)

Honey, what you waitin' for? Welcome to my candy store You just gotta prove You're not a pussy Anymore And step into my candy store

You can join the team

Or you can bitch and moan

You can live the dream

Or you can die alone

You can fly with eagles

Or if you prefer

Keep on testing me

And end up like her

Honey, what you waitin' for?

Shut up, Heather! Step into my candy store

Time for you to prove You're not a lame-ass Anymore And step into my candy store

It's my candy store It's my candy It's my candy store It's my candy It's my candy store It's my candy store

"I think I just got chills there," James says as we laugh "so Y/n it's so great to have you here"

"it's so great to be here it's like a dream come true" I smile

"y/n you are a Broadway singer and actress"

(all of these musicals and movies don't really make sense with the years they were made in but just imagine that they fit the age the reader is if that makes sense"

"yes that's correct"

"so what was your first role like ever"

"ever was Jan in grease"

"really" James looks at me

"yeah I was so happy"

"that's amazing and you were how old"

"fourteen"

"wow and what was your first broadway musical"

"that was heathers as the role of heather chandler as we just heard"

"I love the heathers songs and you are still in contact with some of your co-workers right"

"right I am really close with Barret who played Veronica but we don't get to see each other too much but when we do it's amazing"

"but you two played in mean girls too right"

"right I played Regina George and she played Janis, and that was probably one of my favourite musicals I have been in because obviously mean girls was like my favourite movie when i was younger"

"yeah so what was your favourite song from mean girls"

"oh totally world burn I think it's amazing"

"My name is Regina George And I am a massive deal I will grind you to sand Beneath my Louboutin heel This is what I get for helping Helping someone lame fit in Cady Heron, enjoy your temporary win" I sing "My name is Regina George "Regina is a fugly cow." Hey Cady, how ya like me now? I wanna watch the world burn I got the gasoline I wanna watch the world burn And everyone get mean I wanna watch the world burn I got the gasoline I wanna watch the world burn And everyone get mean Cady, time to watch your back Cady, time to turn and cough Because you took me down But you didn't finish me off My name is Regina George And in case you're keeping score Cady may have won the battle But I will win the war, for I wanna watch the world burn Trang Pak is a grotsky bi-otch! I got the gasoline Ms Norbury is a drug pusher! I wanna make the world burn Janis is a space dyke! Regina is a fugly cow Regina is a fugly cow And you can quote this Ohh. Woah-oh-oh! Who wrote this? Who wrote this? Who wrote this? I wanna watch the world burn I got the gasoline! I wanna watch the world burn And everyone turn Mean So mean! Mean So mean! Mean! I wanna watch the world burn Who wrote this? Who wrote this? I wanna make the world turn So mean! I wanna watch the world burn!

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"y/n you were in les misérables too"

"yes I played fantine which was amazing but it hit hard you know it was very much touching

There was a time when men were kind When their voices were soft And their words inviting There was a time when love was blind And the world was a song And the song was exciting There was a time

Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in times gone by When hope was high and a life worth living I dreamed, that love would never die I dreamed that Go

d would be forgiving Then I was young and unafraid And dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame He slept a summer by my side He filled my days with endless wonder He took my childhood in his stride But he was gone when autumn came And still, I dream he'll come to me That we will live the years together But there are dreams that cannot be And there are storms we cannot weather I had a dream my life would be So different from this hell I'm living So different now from what it seemed Now life has killed the dream I dreamed

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"that literally just made me get tears in my eyes," James says as he points to his eyes

we laugh and talk for some time when the thing I have dreaded the most comes up

"so y/n I have to ask you this because everyone wants to know encluding me"

"oh no gosh I know what it is already"

"are you dating tom holland"

"oh god Tom and I are just good friends"

"really because your two have been spotted a lot of times holding hands"

"friends do that"

"sure"

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"Regina George is the queen bee

She's always dressed up She always wins Spring Fling Queen We're just drones that work for her And then die"James says as he turns on the radio

"My name is Regina George

And I am a massive deal Fear me, love me Stand and stare at me And these, these are real I've got money and looks I am, like, drunk with power This whole school Humps my leg like a chihuahua the prettiest poison you've ever seen I never weigh more than one-fifteen My name is Regina George And I am a massive deal I don't care who you are I don't care how you feel"

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"so y/n, let's get a little serious"

"yes" I say

"in this song, you sing 'i never weigh more than 115' but you said something in a video that Regina doesn't have to be that and that you aren't and i found that amazing"

"thank you I really don't think that she has to be that and I am not and will never be near that and I'm proud of that you should be proud of how you look"

"I love that. you're also in a musical right now hamilton"

"yes I am in England"

"so any plans for what you are going to do after hamilton"

"yes but it's a secret for now

"Okay but you play one of the Schuyler sisters"

"yes I play Eliza"

"and you're amazing in it I saw it some time ago and I love it as I wrote to you"

"it still warms my heart"

"but my biggest dream is being in hamilton but as one of the Schuyler sisters"

"mmm-hmm" I laugh

"I wanna be angelica"

"you can be James"

There's nothing rich folks love more Than going downtown and slumming it with the poor They pull up in their carriages and gawk at the students in the common Just to watch 'em talk

Take Philip Schuyler, the man is loaded Uh oh, but little does he know that His daughters, Peggy, Angelica, Eliza Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at

Work, work

Angelica!

Work, work

Eliza!

And Peggy!

Work, work

The Schuyler sisters

Angelica!

Peggy!

Eliza!

Work!

Daddy said to be home by sundown

Daddy doesn't need to know

Daddy said not to go downtown

Like I said, you're free to go

But—look around, look around The revolution's happening in New York

New York

Angelica

Work!

It's bad enough Daddy wants to go to war

People shouting in the square

It's bad enough there'll be violence on our shore

New ideas in the air

Look around, look around

Angelica, remind me what we're looking for

She's looking for me!

Eliza, I'm looking for a mind at work (work, work) I'm looking for a mind at work (work, work) [x2] Woa-oah

Woa-oah

Work!

Ooh, there's nothing like summer in the city Someone in a rush next to someone lookin' pretty Excuse me, miss, I know it's not funny But your perfume smells like your daddy's got money Why you slummin' in the city in your fancy heels? You searchin' for an urchin who can give you ideals?

Burr, you disgust me

Ahh, so you've discussed me I'm a trust fund, baby, you can trust me

I've been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine So men say that I'm intense or I'm insane You want a revolution? I want a revelation So listen to my declaration:

"We hold these truths to be self-evident That all men are created equal"

And when I meet Thomas Jefferson (unh!) I'mma compel him to include women in the sequel

Work!

Look around, look around at how Lucky we are to be alive right now Look around, look around at how Lucky we are to be alive right now

History is happening in Manhattan and we

Just happen to be in the greatest city in the world In the greatest city in the world!

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"All my dreams just came true," James says as I laugh at his comment "okay now time for something a little different"

"oh gosh," I say "what is it"

"we're going to take a lie detector test"

"nooo"

after some time I'm all strapped up while a man is on a computer checking whether I speak the truth or not

"okay let's start out by some to test if it works"

"okay"

"is your name Y/n"

"yes"

"true"

"are you currently in hamilton"

"yes"

"true"

"did you play Regina George"

"yes"

"she's telling the truth"

"Great let's start easy so...Y/n"

"yes"

"Which one of your castmates is your favourite"

"Barrett"

"true"

"great, y/n am I your favourite host"

"oh absolutely"

"true"

"yes you had to get that right, okay this one is the best one are you dating tom holland"

shit

"no"

"lie"

"YES I KNEW IT I KNEW IT OMG YES" he smiles

"no that's the truth," I say

"you can't lie on accident"

"well fuck me then"

"how long"

"not long"

"lie"

"okay five years almost"

"WHAT," James says in shock

"I'm sorry we just didn't want our relationship the get ruined by hate"

"five years"

"yeah"

"When were you going to tell everyone when you had seven kids"

"haha no I don't know when but I guess it's out now"

"well some people are going to get heartbroken, someone gets hurt"

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Ice queen, that's what you see It's what they all expect from me But it's all show Face it, you used me You saw the sexy clothes My supermodel pose But did you know?Was I a game to you? Was I way to be cool? I truly cared Was I the fool? It's fine for you It's fine to flirt It's fine 'Till someone gets hurt 'Till someone gets hurt

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"Y/n it was amazing to have you here"

"it was amazing to be here James, even tho I now have to go home to Tom and tell him the news, gosh this is so fucked"

"wait you guys live together too"

"bye James" I run out the door

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"Baby I'm home" I smile

"hi love," Tom says as he walks over to me and kisses me, gosh I missed him

"I missed you," I say

"I missed you"

"you love me right"

"more than anything my - wait what did you do"