Every girl wishes for her Happy Ever After, her Prince Charming. But this isn't the case for Y/N, whose job and reputation stands in the way of love. But when she meets cocky, charming, ruthless leader Mr Tom Holland, she finds her hard exterior mel...
Cameron. Dead? Normally I'd be ecstatic and releasing fireworks, but not today. Who killed Cameron? I keep getting pits in my stomach. Like, is she really dead? How do we know? The conspiracy theories keep on coming. What if-
"Y/N?"
I snap out of my thoughts to see my "client" nervously crouching in his seat.
"The fuck you call me?" I snap at me.
"So-sorry miss. Ma'am."
"That's better."
I shuffle my files.
"Can you get the money back?" I ask him.
Suddenly Harrison came running through the door.
"Y/N Y/N ITS TOM. HE-HE'S BEEN SHOT!"
Stumbling from my chair I run out of my office.
"KEEP AN EYE ON HIM!" I shout at a bodyguard. That client isn't getting away with shit so quickly.
I follow Harrison, running after him to Toms room.
"There," he says breathless
"He's in there?"
"Yeah."
"Why is he in the cinema room?"
Yep. Living as a mobster means you have a cinema room.
"Harrison what's going on?"
"Oh my days, just go in this shit took me forever."
I hesitantly walk into the cinema room and honestly, I'm shaking....
"Oh wow...."
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Tom came out from behind with a load of snacks
"Do you like it?" He asks, smiling.
"You remember." I smile back
"Yeah I do. Do you like it?" He asks again.
"Ummm....yeah...but..."
"I thought this could be our first "date" together. Ya know, as a couple."
Toms PoV
I decided to make a fort for Y/N, because I remember seeing a picture of us together in one we made. And also because of the "meltdown" she had, I wanted to show her that it will be okay.
"Ok but did you really have to grab my attention by telling me you got shot?"
"What?" I instantly look over to Harrison.
"Mate you had one job." (If yall dont know the meme Imma be pissed)
"What!" Harrison shrugged, "she's so into her job she would've never come."
"Whatever." Y/N comes over and sits herself down. "He's probably right though."
"Ok before I leave." He handed us 2 fruit shoots.
"Apple. Out of all the fucking flavours, ya pick apple." I stare at him with disbelief.
"Mate I asked for champagne." Tom face planted.
"Yeah there's champagne in the fruit shoot bottle."
He ran out before I could throw something at him.
"Have fun lovebirds."
K that was short and sweet but the next one will be longer. X
