TOM'S POV
TOM'S ROOM
12:00 P.M.

"I'm so sorry. Please talk to me." I leave another message on Y/N's phone inbox. The article is pulled up on the computer infront of me. I can't believe I let someone take pictures of us. I already called Y/N like ten times and she won't answer. My phone rings.

Mrs. Holland is calling

I smile at the name I gave her.

"Y/N you called me back thank god. I'm so sorry its my fault I didn't realize someone was following us." I apologize.

"Tom, it's fine. It's not your fault at all. I've been away from my phone for a couple of hours so don't think I'm mad at you." I can hear the smile in her sweet voice.

"So you're not mad at all?" I ask.

"No, I'm completely fine, Tom. I'm fine with it. Are you okay? This is really only going to affect your career." She asks.

"I'll deal with it. I just want to know if you're okay." I say.

"Like I said, I'm fine. I'm curious though, what are you going to tell the media?" She asks.

"I don't know yet. I'll wait a couple of months." I say.

"A couple of months? That's a bit long, don't you think?" She asks.

A couple months to ask you out.

"I think I should let it die down a bit before adressing the situation." I say.

"Okay. As long as you know what you're doing I support you." Her words make me smile.

"Thanks. Are you available in the next couple of days?" I ask.

"Today and tomorrow I'm finishing up with a couple of projects, then I have a meeting with the producers on Saturday.  Then I have to go wedding shopping Sunday." She says.

"Oh, okay." I reply.

"I'm really sorry. You can always come wedding shopping." She suggests.

"I'd be a burden." I say.

"Not if I want you to come. It won't be that fun though, it'll be dress shopping." She says.

"So I get to see a pretty girl try on dresses?" I flirt.

"Keileigh is quite pretty." She says.

"No, I'm talking about someone even prettier." I smirk.

"I don't believe someone like that exists." She says.

"So you don't exist?" I ask.

"I'm just a figment of your imagination." She answers.

"Then my imagination is some how shared with everyone in the world." I say.

"Well then you must he dreaming." I smile.

"Then I love dreaming." I try to flirt again.

"Okay lover boy." She laughs a little.

"Did I hear a giggle? I should've became a comedian." I smile.

"Nah I like your acting better. Especially when you have to take your shirt off." She flirts.

"How sweet of you." I coo.

"Nah I just like your abs." Its obvious shes trying to supress a laugh.

"Rude." I say playfully hurt.

"Love you too." She says.

"She loves me! She really really loves me!" I exclaim.

"Please die." She begs.

"She wants to kill me! She really really wants to kill me!" I grin.

"Please never do that again. Anyways, are you going to come dress shopping?" She asks.

"That depends, do I get to force you to try on dresses?" I ask.

"Is this going to end up like the crop tops?" She questions.

"No, this time I wont be able to see your stomach. Probably."

"Wow Thomas, maybe we should put you in tights, a corset, and a dress. Wouldn't that be fun?" She asks.

"One, I perfer Tommy boy. Two, I think you just want to see me in a corset and tights." I smile.

"Maybe, but that's not the point. And about the nickname thing, how about Senpai?" She asks.

"What's that?" I question.

"Tommy boy it is!" She sxclaims.

"Anyways, yes I will go dress shopping. So you're free on Tuesday, right?" I ask.

"Yes." She confirms.

"So what time should I be there on Sunday?" I ask.

"Before noon I guess. But please don't show up while I'm in my pajamas watching Shane Dawson." She begs.

"I thought your pajamas were cute." I flirt.

"Yeah, stop flirting with me and go live your life." She says.

"I don't want to hang up. I want to keep talking to you." I whine.

"If we keep talking then we won't stop 'till midnight. And I thought you had plans with Harrison?" She asks.

"Oh yeah... Hes supposed to be here in a couple of minutes." I say.

"Well then you have him to look forward to." She says.

"Hey, so are you actually okay?" I ask.

"Okay about?" She asks.

"The article." I say.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. I just might get noticed every so often and I guess I'm fine with that. I have a question though." She says.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Nevermind. It's stupid." She says.

"Hey Y/N!" Harrison yells walking into my room.

"What the hell!" I yell at him holding my hand over my heart.

"Hey Haz! I miss you." Y/N says.

"See if you didn't have her on speaker phone then I would not have scared you." Harrison smiles. "Oh and I miss you too." Harrison says. He looks at my phone screen then at me.

"Mrs. Holland?" He mouths. I roll my eyes at him.

"Y/N!" A male voice yells over the phone.

"Oh god." Y/N whispers. "I have to go bye guys. I'll see you Sunday tom." With those words the phone call drops.

"So what did you guys tall about? Did you ask her on the date yet? Are you taking my suggestion of the-" I cur him ofd before he can finish.

"I plan for it to happen on Tuesday, I need some help setting up though." I say.

"Harry and I are always free you know." He says.

"Harry can take photographs. You can help me set up." I say the plan finally coming together.

"Harry!" Harrison yells. After a few seconds Harry walks in.

"Yes?" He asks.

"Tom wants to ask out a girl. Would you take photos of them from a distance?" Harrison asks.

"What day?" He asks.

"Tuesday." I say.

"I guess. Sure. Is it Y/N?" He asks.

"Yes." Harrison nods.

"Aww my brother's getting a girl." Harry coos.

"Have you seen the article?" Harrison asks.

"I do believe everyone has seen it." Harry semi laughs.

"I feel bad." I fall back onto my bed.

"Why?" Haz asks.

"Because she's going to be hated by some fans and she's going to be everywhere and she's going to get noticed and I feel so bad." I frown.

"What did she say about it?" Harry+ ky asks.

"She said it was fine and that she doesn't care." I sigh.

"So she doesn't care. Problem solved." Harrison smiles.

"I still fee bad though!" I yell.

"Tom, she said she doesn't care, youre making a big deal out of nothing." Harrison says

"I feel like I've failed her though." I look at Harrison.

"You haven't failed her." Harrison reassures me.

"I know, but I like her. So much." I say.

"Does she know you fancy her?" Harry asks.

"I have no clue." I admit.

"So it will most likely be a surprise to her when you ask her out?" Harry asks.

"Yes." I confirm.

"Cool. So what are you thimking about for Tuesday?" Harry asks.

"Well..."

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"You spent way too much money on Thai date of yours." Harry says going over the recipt as we drive He can home.

"I have to make it perfect." I shrug

"Did you really need all these stones though?" Harrison asks.

"Yes. Like I said, I need to make it perfect." I defend myself.

"You do not need twenty-nine stones." Harrison says.

"But I want it to be huge." I defend myself.

"Whatever. When do I get to meet
Y/N?" Harry asks.

"After I ask her out." I smile.

"And if she says no?" Harrison asks.

"Then we bought all these things for nothing." I say.

"Correction, then you bought all these things for nothing. I did not spend my money." Harry corrects me.

"Whatever." I roll my eyes.

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"Is that all?" Mum asks putting the notebook I made her write in down.

"I do believe so. Just tell me what you need and ill pay for everything." I tell her.

"I'll buy the stuff. You're asking out a girl, as long as I get to see some pictures of the night, I will buy everything I need." She tells me.

"Of course." I nod.

"Okay, I'll give you a pep talk before you leave Tuesday, but for right now, make sure you think this is worth it. You're spending a lot of money on something you dont know will happen for sure." She rubs my shoulder.

Yo Lexi this was for you. Thanks.

I love you guys so much AND

SEE YA!