Y/N Y/L/N, the best friend of Tom Felton, is his rock throughout his life. They know each other since school or let's say since they were in nappies. But what happens when Y/N lands the role of Olivia Montgomery in the Harry Potter movies and eventu...
"Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir. Que nuestra canción no deje de latir" (Translation - Only with your love can I exist. That our song does not stop beating) "Mis sueños yo te doy... Te llevo en mi corazon... Y te acompañaré... Unidos en nuestra canción" I opened my eyes and saw Tom staring right back into mine, not caring of thousands of people watching us. (Translation - I give you my dreams. I carry you in my heart. And I will accompany you. United in our song)
"Contigo ahi estaré... Recuérdame" (Translation - I'll be there with you. Remember me )
We finished the song with our own applause. "You were great, Shorty" Tom said making me roll my eyes at the nickname. I don't want the whole world to know about the nickname.
"As were you, Tommy" I said smiling widely. "Let's take some questions"
"The first one's - Are you guys dating?" Tom said looking at me.
"No, we're not" we said in unison.
"Why is Tom calling her Shorty?" I read and looked at Tom, "Do you want to answer that?"
"Well, Shorty, here" he said placing an arm around my shoulder, "called me Shorty, years ago. I guess when we were around 13, but I was taller than her. So, since then I have been calling her Shorty, purely out of love"
"Would you date a fan?"
"Well, yes, unless they're not too crazy or obsessed" I replied scrolling through some others.
"Yeah, me too. If we're compatible, then yes" Tom replied and waited for the next question.
"What do you like to do in your spare time?"
"We get less spare time when we're working, but when we do, I spend it with my friends or drowning myself in unfinished schoolwork" I replied and looked at Tom for his answer.
"Yeah, I either sing or write songs, or hangout with my siblings, or annoy Y/N"
"Do you get used to being a celebrity?"
"Maybe, yeah, you could say, maybe. I mean, we have to take up a lot of interviews, a bunch of calls and signing autographs, so it feels like a normal day"
"Tom's right, if we would spend our lives other than doing all of this, we would feel like something's wrong. Probably like, 'Why do I have so much free time?'"
"Alright, darlings, time for a last question" Tom said and scrolled through a few questions.
"Tom, which of those things you mentioned earlier like in your spare time, is your favorite thing to do?"
"Oh, definitely Y/N. When I'm bored, I go like, 'Oh, I have a best friend'" Tom said putting an arm around my neck and messing with my hair.
"Alright, alright, that's enough. We'll see you guys, next Tuesday. Up until then, we love you and we hope you have a great night or day, wherever you're at" I said and we both waved to the phone.
••••••
A few days went by, and we had completed half of the shooting. We still needed to shoot the whole Yule Ball scenes, then there's my ice skating scene, then there were a few scenes from the second task, specifically Rob and my kiss, then of course, the last task's scenes were left. The release date was the first week of November. It was currently February '05. We only had like a month to finish up our filming. We are supposed to wrap up in March.
Tom picked me up from my house, since Rob had already left and Tom didn't want me to walk there. "Good morning, Y/N" Tom said chirpily. I smiled at him, "You're chirpy today"
"Yeah, after your scene in the Second Task, we're going to start filming for the Yule Ball" he said making me smile. "Yeah, I'm excited for it, I hope you practiced"
"No, how would I practice alone?" he asked as he made a right turn.
"There's Melissa, you could always ask her" I replied pulling my phone out. Tom hesitated for a moment, "Yeah, but she isn't much of a dancer"
"So, are you going to bring her to the premiere?" I asked scrolling through some snaps that were unopened.
"And break our pact and leave you alone? Hell no!"
"Ooh, can we please go to Starbucks?" I asked with puppy dog eyes. Tom looked at me and shook his head. Before placing his hand in front of me, he said, "No, no, we're late to work and since I put my hand up, I'll not be manipulated by your puppy dog eyes"
"Aw, please Tom" I said taking his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers and keeping it in my lap. He looked at his hand and back at me again. "Fine, but you better know what you want to order"
We went through the Starbucks, a few fans recognized us, we had to stop for pictures and autographs. I sat back in the car, pushed the seat a little back and saw Tom take a picture.
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t22felton - When you show up late to work but you're holding a Starbucks coffee. @ y/n_y/l/n
"You're lucky, I look cute or I would've made you delete it" I said looking at the picture.
