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That's your mobile ringing.
bzzzzzzt.......
Are you going to get that? It may be important, you tell yourself.
bzzzzzzzzzt.....
With a frustrated sigh, you reach into your pocket and pull out your buzzing mobile. It's only a bloody tweet. Since you made the effort to get the damn thing out, you decide that you might as well take a look at it. You unlock your screen and press the little blue icon.
Tom Hiddleston (@twhiddleston)
I'm going to regret this, eventually... (XXX) XXX-XXXX
You stare at it, reading and re-reading until your eyes water. What just happened? You shake your head, as if doing so will clear your mind; but you're not an Etch-a-Sketch. That can't really be his telephone number, can it? If so, you joke to yourself, that man is off his head. His mobile will never stop ringing! That aside, it's probably not real.
You jot down the number anyway.
YOU ARE READING
Got Your Number
FanfictionIf your favourite actor gave out his number on social media, would you be able to take the chance and try it out? (A Tom Hiddleston x Reader fanfiction.)
