100 story challenge (Tom Hiddleston imagines) *edited*

Advice (Tom)

A/N: In this one you and Tom are best friends and you are part of the LGBT+ community if you aren't already 😊. If you have a problem with that then there's the door 🚪. Anyway so in this you are asking for advice from Ton on how to pick up le ladies 😂😂😂. Enjoy.

UGGGGGHHHHHH!!! I have tried everything. Come on y/n it's not that hard. You look good, you're with your best friend at a gay bar and the only people who want to come up to me is people who want Tom's autograph. Am I THAT ugly. Jeez...

"You know," I here Tom say, "I thought this was going to be weird, but I'm actually enjoying this thanks for bringing me along." He continues.

With the dark room and constantly moving disco lights, Tom couldn't see my eyes roll, "good, I'm glad." I yell over the music, "at least one of us is getting attention," I mumble under my breath.

"What did you say y/n?" He shouted.

"Nothing. Another drink?" I held up my glass as Tom nodded. All through the night we drank and danced. I tried to dance with other women, but it was like I was everyone's turn off, so I just drank more until I almost had to hold onto the ground.

Tom and I walked back to his. When I say walked, we mainly stumbled and fell over each other's feet while trying to walk home. We got to his about half an hour later and we went straight upstairs to bed. He slept in his room, obviously, and I managed to get myself onto his spare bed.

----time skip----

mph oooohhh fuck my head... at least I still remember what happened last night.

I went downstairs to the smell of bacon, eggs and toast being made. I saw a small glass and two pills on the table.

"Morning," Tom said lowly trying not to hurt his and my head, "ibuprofen for the headache."

"Thanks," I groaned and took the pills. I sat down and laid my head on the table, wrapping my arms around it. Tom kept cooking the breakfast while I went over the events of the previous night. Ahh yes, me being single and Tom, the straightest man I know, getting more action from a bunch of lesbians than I have gotten since I came out. Brilliant...

"You good there y/n?" Tom asked placing a mug of coffee on by my head.

"Mmmmmmmm," I moan. Tom laughs a little too loudly making me groan even more and him moan himself after he cut himself off. He went back to the food and a few minutes later, Tom set down the breakfast in front of me. I took one bite and-

"GOD! This is good!" I exclaim. Tom and I laugh and continue to eat. I kept thinking about last night, and Tom picks up on my frown.

"What's up y/n? I thought you liked the food?" He joked.

"Hmm? Oh just thinking," I say and return to breakfast.

"Penny for the thought?"

I put the fork down and look straight, as straight as I could hehe, at Tom. "How do you do it?" I asked.

Tom looked a little shocked though definitely puzzled, "what do you mean?"

"How do you, go to a gay bar, or any bar for that matter, and end up talking and dancing with more girls than I can even count?" I elaborate.

He genuinely laughs at my question, but shuts up when he realises, I wasn't joking. "I don't know y/n. If a woman wants to get to know you, then they'll come up to you. I'm sorry, I didn't realise that I was that likeable." He smiles a little.

"Well apparently you are," I sigh and shrugged.

"You are too you know?" He said to comfort me.

"Then why didn't any of the girls in that room come up to me?" I countered.

"I'm famous what can I say?" He chuckled.

"Anything but that..." I mumble, Tom still heard me.

"Sorry I just wanted to make you feel better."

"I know, don't worry. I guess Imma be single forever," I went back to the food and I felt Tom stare on me, I don't think he even blinked while he looked at me. I looked up and saw his intense stare, I swear I almost jumped out of his seat.

"Woah, have you been frozen in time or something?" I laugh, taking another bite on my bacon.

"No I just- I don't think you should worry too much about having a girlfriend." Tom said calmly. I wasn't sure about how to react, so I looked back at my plate and paused. Tom continued, "you know I believe that you shouldn't look for love too much, you become obsessed with the want to be with someone and forget who is around you. I know how important it is to have someone like that, but you should let them find you, and have a break from looking. That way you'll be able to find someone more genuine, and who loves you for you."

Tom always talks about how love takes time, and not everybody should go out and look for it constantly. He lives by his words and I do believe him, sometimes.

"It sounds stupid, but I just want that person," I stare at Tom with a hopeless expression.

"I understand y/n. However, from time to time we have to get over things by ourselves, or with friends not with lovers. If you carry on with this want to have an SO, you'll get your heart broken, even more. Trust me. You've got your awesome best friend, and that's enough," he laughs, and I stifle a little chuckle.

Tom smiles warmly in reassurance, and I smile back, "Thank you."

"No problem. Now let's finish this breakfast before the hangovers kick in again."

A/N: So this one was quite hard to finish like the other one I said, I can't remember which one. I'm getting my GCSE results today and I'm so nervous hehe. I'm not ready! 😭😭😭. Anyway good luck to people also getting results and share your thoughts. ❤