We want pictures of Spiderman!!!
Soon after introductions, you started to happily eat your muffin. Meanwhile, Tom smiled at you and did the same. His pitbull, on the other hand, started to whimper, wanting some of that nice, warm chocolate muffin as well.
You looked down and saw the purest puppy eyes you had ever seen. As a result, you felt how your heart started to melt. You decided to pet this ball of cuteness, and because of that, the dog started to wag her whole butt and tail simultaneously in happiness.
“You have the most adorable dog I have ever seen. All dogs are cute but yours, I swear, is giving me diabetes!” you squealed under your breath.
Tom began to laugh and rubbed Tessa's back. Because of that, she threw herself on the ground wanting to be rubbed on the belly.
“Who’s a good girl? My Princess is~” He said in a high pitched voice, as he pampered her with lots of petting. For some reason, no scientist could ever explain, why humans raised their voices when they talked to cute, little beings such as dogs
“I am. I am a very good girl. W-Wait. What?!” Your thoughts surprised you. The guy was cute and good with dogs, but he could not have this effect on you that fast. However, he had such a charming smile, which you could not ignore.
With that in mind, you decided that your priority was to get Tom’s number and to try to figure out how he looked underneath those sunglasses. It wouldn't surprise you if he was some kind of movie star. With that smile, he had to be.
The handsome man stopped rubbing the dog's belly, much to her disappointment and drank his iced tea before standing up.
“I am really sorry, but I should get going. It was very nice to talk to you Y/N.”
“You apologize a lot, don't you?” you replied with a cheeky grin.
He opened his mouth but closed it after some seconds not knowing what to say. “You got me there,” he laughed slightly. “I mean it though. It was very nice to meet you. I hope you enjoy your trip in London.” He pointed at your suitcase as he finished what he was saying.
“Thank you, Tom.”
He took the leash of his dog, and for some unknown reason, he seemed to be in a rush. You really wanted his number, but you did not have the courage to just ask him. In fact, you needed 5 minutes to mentally prepare yourself to do that.
“FUUUUUUCK! WHAT SHOULD I DOOOOO?” You asked your inner demons as you tried to gather all your confidence. “W-Well, before you go…”
“Hm? Before I go?” He looked at you smiling, but you noticed that he really wanted to go. Seeing that, you gave up.
“I wanted to say thank you for the coffee, and that I hope you have a nice day too.”
“You’re welcome. So, I guess that's bye then,” He slightly tilted his head looking at you with a soft smile.
“Yeah, I guess…”
While you were still sitting you tried your best to smile as he left.
“I had ONE job and I fucking ruined it. It's not that hard to ask a really fucking handsome guy for his phone number. You did great Y/N,” you talked to yourself in an angry tone, and then you sighed. It was the sigh of defeat.
Slowly, you stood up, took your coffee and with the other hand you grabbed your suitcase knowing that you should probably go to your hotel now.
As you went outside, you suddenly heard the clicks of cameras. You searched for the sound, and surprisingly, there were five people taking photos of the coffee shop. They were on the other side of the road, but all of them ran after Tom as he walked away.
“That's strange. Why are they chasing Tom...?” Suddenly, it hit you like a flash.
“How was I so stupid? What the hell? Was I in denial all this time? Of course, there are paparazzi chasing after him. That's bloody Tom Holland!! I have been talking to Tom motherfucking Holland,” you thought in disbelief.
“How could it have been so difficult to believe that it was really him? HOW? Never in my lifetime would I have imagined that I would casually eat a muffin with him! And the worst thing is I regret it even more that I did not ask for his number.” This was a chance you would never get in your life again, so you hated yourself for your mistake.
You were a huge fan of Tom Holland even before he played Spiderman. You enjoyed his acting especially in “The Impossible”.
He was just a really great actor, and now that he was playing Spiderman, you could admire his hot abs in that skin-tight Spider-suit of his.
“Did I look good? Fuck. I probably embarrassed myself in front of him. I bet I ate like a monkey or something, and he internally laughed at me,” you belittled yourself for a moment before trying to change your mind.
“No, he's such a sweetheart...he wouldn't. B-but what if he did!? N-No I should not overthink this. I should just go to my hotel, take a shower, and maybe scream onto my pillow.” Once your conflicted mind set on a goal, you finally walked toward your hotel.
Chapter 3 will be called: So we meet again