My Brother's Best Friend

t w e l v e

In the following days you didn't see Tom much until the premiere again, because he was really busy with press. But he always made sure to text you or even facetime you whenever he could.

The video of Tom playing "Love of my life" and you singing along you posted on your instagram was going viral. You got a call from your manager again telling you about all the music producers that wanted to meet you. He told you about one that had asked for a meeting next week. You agreed to it and he told you he'd call you back to tell you about the details.

The premiere in London was nice, even nicer than the one in Los Angeles. It was fun with the twins, Paddy, Tuwaine, Nikki and all the other family members you knew. You couldn't help but smile when you watched how Tom was carrying and taking care of his little godson, Charlie.

It made you imagine him as a father. You were pretty sure he was going to be a good one. By the end of the movie you were crying, again. But this time with Nikki by your side crying too.

The funniest thing on that night was probably how old men came up to Tom, telling him how they haven't cried since 1986 and thanking him, while he, unsure what to say, said "you're welcome" more than question. 

-

It had been two days now since the premiere and you were going over to Tom's house for Jigsaw Wars.

Two teams at two locations doing the same puzzle, whoever finishes first wins. People out of the internet (mostly Toms fans) had to choose a team. If the team they chose won, they would have a chance to win a price.

There was team Dom, consisting of him, Nikki, Sam and Paddy and there was Team Tom consisting of him, your brother, Harry, Tuwaine and you. You hate puzzles but you were determined to win. Since you had lost against Paddy and Sam at pictionary last time.

You arrived at Tom's house, alone because Haz wanted to come later. You rang the bell and waited patiently until it was opened by Tuwaine.

"Hi, Tuwaine." you greeted him after he had opened the door.

"Little Osterfield." he greeted back stepping aside and you rolled your eyes at the nickname.

"How are you?" you asked as you walked in.

"Good good, what about you?" he asked closing the door.

"I'm okay." you dropped your bag on the couch. "Where's Tom?" you asked.

"He's in the garden with Harry, taking care of something."

"Oh okay I'm gonna go find them." you said walking towards the sliding window doors and sliding one open, Tuwaine behind you. "Hey guys." you greeted happily as you walked through the door, making them turn around.

"Oh, hey Y/n!" Harry greeted you while your eyes widened as you saw the animal he was holding.

"Harry...why are you holding a chicken..?" you said cautiously, taking some steps backwards.

"Oh! Tom got it, we were just taking care of it." you shortly glanced at Tom then back at him as you watched him getting closer, the chicken still in his hands. "You wanna touch it?" he asked smirking, knowing very well about your fear.

You were four when you went to visit a farm with your kindergarten. You were looking at chickens and thought they were cute so you tried to caress one and it then pecked you with it's peak, creating a bleeding spot on your arm. You started crying and ran to your teacher. She put a band-aid on it.

When Nikki came to pick you up, since you were going to play at the Holland's, Tom and Haz in the back of the car, you were still crying about it. While your brother laughed at you, Tom wrapped his arms around you and comforted you, kissing your forehead and whispering "it's okay, it's okay." into your ear. After that day, you never went near a chicken again.