Theres no sus without us. Tom cruise x F!reader)

Sorry i havent posted in like 1000+ years. But i just had this idea and i need to post it for my nasty peeps reading this book. Okay plz enjoy <3
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The day was cool and calm. Clouds cover the sky in a beautiful light gray. Not heavy enough to rain. Walking through the streets of the city is a girl with a beating heart looking for adventure and perhaps love if the chance comes along. She is the kind of girl with confidence but she still kind of sheepish. She was just hired as an actors assistant to a new movie coming out. She really isn't into action movies or anything like that but she's happy for the gig. Getting checked in with production management she is assigned to a big league actor but she didn't remember his name because she did kinda spaced out during the meeting. She gets a coffee and a few sandwich triangles and starts walking to trailer #3 production has started already so she is grateful she doesn't have to meet the actor yet because she's actually terrified to meet them.
Walking up to the door of the trailer she slowly opens the door. The interior is very minimalist and cool calming colors inside. She puts the coffee and snacks on a little countertop and she looks around. She slowly sits on the couch in the trailer. She thinks about how she got lucky enough to be a small part of a big project. Suddenly the door opens. "T-tom Cruise?!!" Tom takes a step back in surprise. "Hey uh fans aren't allowed on set in gonna have to call security." She snaps out of shock, "No no don't I'm not a fan I mean I am but not that kind of fan and-" "listen I'm flattered but I need you to leave" Tom brings his phone out to call security. She quickly gets up and snatched the phone from him. Surprised he goes to grab it back. They tussle around until tom grabs her from behind tightly gripping her chest so he can stretch his arm to get the phone. She pushed her back into him to still get some distance from his hands. "Mr. Cruise I'm your personal assistant while here on set I brought food and coffee I was about to leave I promise!!" He stops and slowly stands up still very close to her. "Right I was just startled seeing someone in my trailer my "sacred place" ha ha" she blushes as she turned around noticing the height difference. Slightly embarrassed at her outburst she regains her composure. "Well I apologize for the intrusion I'll leave you my contacts please feel free to contact me if you need anything excuse me" she confidently walks out of the trailer. Tom rushed out the door "wait what's your name?" "Y/n" she walks back into the staff room. Oh my gosh how could I be so stupid. That was Tom Cruise?!? I thought I'd be helping on of the smaller characters oh my gosh this is so embarrassing he's going to talk to the hiring staff and get me fired!! And I just grabbed his phone. I'm so done for. She's in the staff room for around an hour beating herself up. Her mind wonders to Tom remembering how big of a fan she is and seeing him and being able to work with him. But her girlish fantasy slowly creeping on her. The thoughts of him being pressed up against her feeling his body so close to her. Pushing his hips on her. All that movement got her hot and bothered. Imagining him dominating her shoving her on to the couch as he craves being in her being near her. She wonders how it would feel and- buzzz buzzz she snaps out her trance and looks at her phone. The production manager

PM 'hello y/n please head over to the gate and let in the afternoon catering in as we film let other staff help with set up for the actors and crew.'

Y/n 'will do'

She collects herself and gets ready to leave when another text comes from the phone.

Unknown 'hey it's Tom'

Y/n stares at the screen and decides to go get the catering before answering. Meeting the catering crew was wonderful and all the staff was respectful and professional. Y/n completely forgot about Tom.

Buzzz buzzzz

A phone call.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Wow I guess you didn't save my number"

"Come again?"

"Ha ha ha it's Tom"

"Oh yes do you need anything Mr. Cruise?"

"Yes I wanted my towel from my trailer also a water bottle"

"Will do"

"Also I want to ask-"

She hung up and rushed over. Doing small tasks as the crew needed a few things before she left.
"Hey thank you y/n!!" "Yeah no problem Stacy! Let me know if you need anything!" "Have fun with Cruise~" y/n blushes but she rushes over.

"Oh my gosh I got so distracted stupid stupid stupid" she walks up to the trailer door. And she knocks this time "Mr. Cruise? Are you in there?" No answer. Giving herself the okay she quickly go to grab the things he needed. She searches for the towel not finding it out in the opens a few cabinets and finds one. Lifting it a magazine falls out and it has taped onto it a scientology brochure. Scoffing y/n picks it up and looks at the magazine it's attached to. A porn magazine?!?! Oh my gosh I can't believe they still make these. Looking through some of the pages she making a horrible discovery. A picture of herself. Oh my gosh I thought I told my agent to discontinue my photos?!?! She has a dark little secret to make money on the side but she soon started feeling embarrassed that maybe one day someone would recognize her. Her kind of name she called herself was cherry top. A stupid name yes but that's another reason why she quit and tried to pull all the photos of her but ofc her ex agents still sold them while she worked with them. She hopes and prays that Cruise doesn't recognize her or if he hasn't gotten to that page. She quickly rips the page out and shoved it in her pocket. She puts the magazine back and hides it under another towel making it seem like nothing was moved. She quickly walks out of there and heads over to set. They just finished the scene for a break she waits for the director and Tom to finish there conversation. Tom looks over and notices her being here finally.

"Hey y/n your here finally. What took you so long"

"Oh I got busy with other stuff with the crew and lunch catering and I got all mixed up in that mess but I'm here."

"Perfect timing."

He reaches for the towel and she hands it over his hand brushing against hers. She jumps at the touch. Tom stops and stares at her studying her face. She panics and fake sneezes to distract him.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry a lot of dust from production."

She takes her phone out and pretends to get a call.

"Excuse me I have to take this call"

She quickly walks away. Tom still is studying her looking at her figure and body. Leaving the scene he calls the director over for a 2 hour rest period for the other actors and himself. 30 minutes later he runs looking for y/n. She's still beating herself up and still looking confident on the outside like nothing was wrong. Suddenly a hand grabs her. She jumps and turns around with her hand up ready to attack. She sees that it's Tom and she saves by waving.

"Oh hi what can I-"

"Come with me"

He pulls her into another direction. They start walk his trailer. He opens the door and sits her down. He starts to pace. He was a semi confused look on his face.

"Hey did you by chance touch anything out of the ordinary or like my bags?"

She freezes.

"No I didn't I only got the things you had ask the water bottle and the towel."

"Oh okay do you know why chance which one you grabbed I just want to make sure it wasn't a dirty one"

Quickly thinking she looks over to the bathroom.

"I grabbed the one from the bathroom. Why is there a problem? Is something missing?? I should call the production manager and get this figured out"

He stops pacing and whispers something.

"Can you say that again I didn't quite hear you"

He glances at her analyzing everything about her. He shakes his head and mumbles to himself.

"No that's not right...."

"What's not right let me help you find what your looking for."

"It's uh photo very hmm important"

Her heart sinks thinking about the crumble up picture in her pocket.

"What was it of like family or a dog? Maybe I can help look for it here maybe you miss placed it."

"Ch"

"What?"

"It's cherry top"

She on the outside looks confused and clueless. But on the inside she wants to die.

"What's cherry top?"

She's screaming inside.

"It's whatever it's not important I was just wondering where it was. Ha ha I must have misplaced it."

"Oh alright then... Do you need anything else?"

"No but I'll see you at lunch"

"Alright then excuse me Mr. Cruise."

She gets up and walks out without another word. Embarrassment rushes through her body so much she starts marching over to the staff area. When she arrives she goes into the restroom to breakdown. She can't believe this is happening to her. How could i be so stupid!? Why is my past always haunting me. I can NEVER show my face again... I'll just avoid Tom as much as i can but still stick to my duties. I am just an assistant not a friend. I don't think he would ever want to be friends with me after this. Who am I kidding a big league  actor wouldn't want to be my boyfriend....??!!??! BOYFRIEND!?!?!?!  I mean it would be nice- AHHHH FRIEND FRIEND I MEAN FRIEEEEEEEND
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