A Second Chance

Three Beautiful Words

We pulled up infront of a small apartment just inside Queens. It was about a half an hour drive from JFK international, so I got to know the rest of the cast that had crammed themselves into the limo with Tom and I. I never imagined myself in a limo with seven other famous actors and actresses, infact at one point of the journey, I pinched myself to double check I wasn't dreaming. I could tell that Scarlett and I would get on very well. She told me during the jounrey that her and Elsa needed another girl to keep them company on set. I could tell Scarlett in particular needed it as most of the time, she was the only woman there when the filming started. Chris Evans leant over, right on cue.

"She talks about us men as if we are the worst people on earth. We only play a few harmless jokes on her." He winked at Scarlett as she pushed him back to where he came from.

"They pick on me all the time!" she whispered as she turned back to face me, with a smile on her face. Part of it told me she enjoyed all that male attention.

Tom helped me climb out the car, then grabbed my bags from the boot, before signalling to the driver that we were out of the way and let him go. The rest of the cast waved from the window as they drove off back to the studio, with Chris Hemsworth shouting something crude out of the window about how we'd be alone together for the rest of today, making me laugh. Tom had explained during the journey that because they were all so desperate to meet me, the director let them have an extra long lunch break so they could all welcome me at the airport. Tom already had the day off as he wasn't needed for the scene they were shooting on set, so they picked him up in the limo (The only form of transport that wasn't public and they'd all fit in) on the way to the airport to pick me up.

I rolled my luggage up to the front door and Tom let me in. The house was small and quaint, but noting like Tom's townhouse back home. Although it was already very nicely decorated, I could see that Tom had added his own touch to it. He'd brought some small things from his house, like a choice of books and some photographs of his family which he'd hung on the wall or had some in frames dotted around the various rooms, but one photo in particular caught my attention. As I walked into the living room, I caught sight of a small frame that sat above the fireplace. It was a picture of Tom and I that he'd taken the day before he left. He'd taken me to spend the day down in Brighton, once we'd seen all the sights we went and had a picnic on the beach. I remembered that day vividly and seeing the picture brought a smile to my face.

I could feel Tom staring at me while I ate my ice cream, he didn't say anything, he just sat there with a huge smirk on his face.

"What's with the face?" I aksed, wiping a bit of ice cream off my cheek.

"Nothing love, I just find it amusing at how much you're enjoying that ice cream" He replied still smirking. He looked down at his ice cream then looked to mine again, as though he was trying to figure something out.

"I don't understand how you like it though. Because something about mine isn't right." his eyebrows had creased together. I stopped eating my ice cream for a second and looked at them both, mentally comparing them. His looked alright to me, if he really didn't want it, I'm sure I'd be happy to finish it once I was done with my own. Suddenly he leant forward and held it up to his face and smelt it.

"Say Piper, darling. Does this ice cream smell a bit funny to you?" He asked holding out the ice cream towards me, motioning me to give it a sniff. I looked at him as if he was mad. It was only ice cream after all. His face told me he was being genuinely serious with me, so being the curious person I am, I leant forward towards his ice cream and prepared to give it a smell. All of a sudden Tom leant forward, pushing the ice cream into my face making it go all over it. He leant back onto the mat, crying with laughter. I glared at him and when he sat up and looked at me all he could do was laugh again. I couldn't believe I'd been so gullible!