Request: Can you do an imagine where when the reader was younger she was an ugly duckling she was friends with Tom and Tom had left and years later present time Tom finds reader and now she is beautiful???
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A/N: So first of all, I’VE REACHED 500 FOLLOWERS!!! That’s crazy! Thank you so much guys! Second of all: I really loved this request! I actually really enjoy writing requests, so if you guys have some, please send them in! Maybe, someday I will make a prompt list, but who knows?
”Out of every show in London, you choose Burlesque? You know, it’s, right? I’m not complaining, but really?” Harrison asked, while we were finding our seats.
“I just wanted to see something. I like going to the theatre. And besides, one of my old friends are playing. I haven’t really seen her since we did Billy Elliot, but I still talk to her sometimes. I just thought it would be fun to see her again” I answered as we sat down. She was a nice girl when we younger. A good friend.
“You’ve never mentioned her before. Is she some secret of yours? Former girlfriend or something?” Harrison joked. People were still finding their seats, and we were patiently waiting for the lights to dim. I had my hoodie up, not wanting to cause a fuss.
“No. It’s nothing like that. She was just nice, you know. The kind of girl you don’t really notice, but she’s there for everyone. I kinda wish I had stayed more in contact with her. Just wanted to see how she’s doing. I remember her having a hard time finding roles. Something about her not being pretty enough” The amount of people coming in, was starting to thin out.
“So in reality, you feel bad for her, and just wants to see if she succeeded. What role does she have?” I looked through the folder, as Harrison asked. I haven’t really looked at it, after I saw her name.
“Ali Rose, I think. The main girl, or something” I said, as the lights went out, and the music started playing, making us both quiet. A little time went by, as the story started, and a girl walked on stage. I couldn’t believe my own eyes when I saw her.
I could barely recognize her. She had changed a lot over the years. She wasn’t the girl you didn’t notice anymore. She was the girl everyone noticed. Maybe it was the clothes, or something about the make up, but none the less, she was hot.
And her voice was just so powerful. I didn’t even know she could sing. I had spent almost every day with her, for 4 years, and I had never heard her sing.
“Are you sure that’s the girl, who couldn’t get roles, because she wasn’t pretty enough?” Harrison whispered, when her first dancing scene came on. This was so different from when we did Billy Elliot. I knew she could dance, but not like that. This was something else.
“I think she is now. More than pretty enough” I was left speechless for the rest of the show. I was too busy just looking at her. I didn’t really watch the play, as much as I watched her. How could that possibly be the girl I knew from Billy Elliot? I knew what burlesque was, so I didn’t really know what I had expected.
“You coming?” Harrison asked, after the lights had turned back on. He was already standing, and half of the people had already left the room.
“Why don’t we wait? Maybe go talk to the actors? You know, just to say hi?”
“Y/N. Some guys are asking for you. A Tom Holland or something” Someone from the crew said to you, after you had changed back to your normal clothes. You were just about to take the make-up off, but with the mention of your old friend’s name, you decided it could wait. Could it really be him?
You walked out from backstage, to where the audience had previously been, to find two boys sitting in the front row, waiting. You could hardly believe your eyes. It was him. Thomas Holland. He was part of the reason you loved acting. When you did Billy Elliot together, he just made the whole experience so great, that you wanted to continue.
“Tom? What are you doing here? I haven’t seen you in forever!” The happiness overtook you. You were running towards him, and he quickly stood up, spreading his arms, so he could hug you when you got close enough.
“I’m here to see Lion King. Why do you think I’m here? I’m finally back home, and saw your name on the poster. Did you really think I wouldn’t come see you?” He asked with his arms around you. He had gotten taller since Billy Elliot. And a lot stronger. You pulled away from him, taking a good look at him.
Of course, you knew how he looked. You did follow him on social media, but it was just so different in real life. It didn’t seem possible, but he looked even better in real life.
“Look at you! You’ve grown so much! And you’re stronger than you were 7 years ago, that for sure. It looks good on you! You look good Tom” You said, smiling happily. For the first time you looked at his friend, who sent you an awkward smile. “I’m so sorry. I’m being rude. Hi! I’m y/n. It’s nice to meet you”
“I’m Harrison. Tom’s friend, if you hadn’t guessed that” Harrison smiled at you.
“You know, you look good too, y/n. You’ve changed a lot! I could barely recognize you. It’s a good change! Not that you didn’t look good before! You just.. Now you’re just really beautiful” You looked back at Tom, how looked flustered. He was looking down at the floor, and you couldn’t help but smile.
“Yeah, it’s funny how puberty works. You got tall, I got boobs and a butt. And I lost my braces. I’m also wearing contacts right now, and a professional did my make-up and my hair. And you know. It might have something to do with the dances, I can’t take all of the credit” You laughed shyly. “I was actually about to take my make-up off, and get ready to leave. Do you want to join me, so can keep talking?” You asked the boys. They quickly nodded, and you started walking.
“You got your braces off, while we were playing Billy Elliot. I did spend 4 years with you, after all. And you do look good. So I don’t understand why you never post pictures of yourself on Instagram. You should. Then I wouldn’t be so surprised when you walked on stage tonight” You rolled your eyes at him. As much as he posted pictures of himself, you never did. You posted a lot of other pictures, but never pictures of yourself.
“You’re not the first person to say that. Maybe I’ll listen to you, maybe I won’t. Anyway. So how is it being Spiderman?” You asked, as you got behind the scene once again. You sat down in your chair, and started removing your make-up.
“It’s great. It’s really great, I love i-“ “Hey, y/n! Are you coming out with us tonight?” one of the other actors yelled to you, cutting off Tom.
“Nah. Not tonight. But you go have fun.” You answered, as she walked closer. “What? Are you having a threesome or something?” She asked calmly, before she ate the crisps in her hand.
“No, I’m going to kill them” You joked. “No. I’ve got practice tomorrow. So I’ve gotta be there at 8, and it’s not really that fun when you’re hungover.” You talked from experience. You had learned that the hard way.
“Right! You guys want to join. There’s always room for more people” She asked Tom and Harrison. Both of them declined, and she walked away again. It didn’t take long, before the rest of the cast was gone as well.
“I’m sorry about that. We got a lot of inside jokes” All of the make-up was gone from your face, and you felt so much lighter. “And it’s really not to be rude, because I would really love to catch up with you, and get to know you, Harrison, but I’ve got a long day tomorrow. So I’m just going to grab some take away, and then head home”
“Sure, it’s fine. What are you doing tomorrow? After whatever you’re practicing?” Tom asked.
“I don’t have anything planned. And I’m just going to be dancing, and singing. I’m doing two round of every dance, so I don’t plan on doing anything at all” You smiled, already looking forward to tomorrow. “I could really just use a movie day. It’s the first time in weeks where I have the afternoon off, so I’m going to enjoy that”
“So. You don’t want to do anything tomorrow?” Tom asked, suddenly sounding disappointed.
“Yes. I mean no. yes? No?” You didn’t really know, how you were supposed to answer that question. “I would love to spend the day with you. But can we please, just do nothing? Like, sit on a couch, and just catch up”
“Really? Yeah. Yeah, we could do that! We can totally do that. Harrison, what do you say?” Tom’s dark eyes were almost glowing, as he looked back at Harrison.
“I think I’ll pass. I can already feel the sexual tension between the two of you, and I’m not going to get in between that. So I’m just going to leave right now, and let the two of you schedule your date. I’ll be just outside the theatre” Harrison said, before walking out.
“There’s not. I don’t. what?” Tom struggled to find the words, and you found that you were both blushing.
“So it’s a movie date? Because I would like that. I would really like that” You gathered the courage to say. Luckily, you had become much more confident since you got the role in Burlesque, so you were able to almost play it off.
“I’ve never been so thankful for Harrison”
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