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Hello you guys! This Tumblr will soon be filled with fanfictions! I decided to do one about Tom Hiddleston first, but feel free to request any celebs and comment anything! xoxo anonymous

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L' Amour: Chapter Eight

I seriously couldn't describe the feeling I had on stage in front of everyone. It was terrifying yet thrilling. I got through the speech and earned a massive applause. 

Then, to make the moment even sweeter, Tom gave me a rose bouquet and a kiss on the cheek when I got off the stage. 

After the ceremony, everyone started exiting the venue.

"Thanks again for coming, Tom. It means a lot to me."

"You've supported me on set for almost nine months, it's the least I could do."

"Thanks. Hey, I have a fantastic idea!" I exclaimed and a couple people whipped their heads around to me and I blushed while Tom silently laughed. I smacked his side playfully.

"What's your fantastic idea?"

"Just follow me." I didn't say a single word as I pulled him along. He kept asking me over and over, but I just smirked. We made it back to the hotel where I ordered two teas. 

"Tell me!" He whined.

"No, now come on." I pulled him along to the elevator all the way to the top floor. 

"You want to have tea on the rooftop?" He smiled.

"It's beautiful especially on the fourth of July." We climbed up the steps and looked at the amazing view. There were fireworks everywhere and New York lights. It was beautiful.

"Woah." Tom looked around him, just amazed.

"I know." We sat down in the middle of the rooftop and stared up at the sky. It was a comfortable silence as we watched the fireworks. 

Then out of nowhere, the loudest firework thingy went off and I accidentally splashed my tea on Tom's chest. Thank the gods it was cold already. 

"I am so sorry, let me help you with that!" I grabbed some kleenex form my clutch and dabbed at his chest.

"It's alright, love. It's fine." His chest rumbled as he chuckled. 

"No, it's not fine. I just ruined your suit."

"Hey, nothing a little soap can't take care of." I looked up at wondered how he was so carefree. Then my breath got caught in my throat when I looked right into his eyes.

"I'm sorry." I stuttered in a mere whisper because I couldn't process my thoughts.

Tom's Point of View:

She looked so beautiful under these lights and her face inches away from mine. I took a risk and pressed my lips gently against hers. She kissed back and I smiled into the kiss.

I've wanted to kiss her for so long, I don't know how I resisted these past couple of months. We slowly retracted from the kiss and she opened her eyes into mine. I smiled and she did as well then came a fearful look.

"I-I'm sorry, I can't." Her eyes were already a bit red as she ran to the door and left me there. I waited for a couple of minutes to process what had just happened. How can she be so sad in just a matter of seconds and what was the reason?

I ran back to her hotel room and knocked.

"Anna, love, what's wrong?"

"N-Nothing. I'm okay." I could clearly tell she was sobbing. 

"Darling, please let me in?" I waited a couple minutes, just about to give up when she opened the door. She had mascara running down her face and her eyes were puffy.

"What's wrong. Please tell me." I hugged her and shut the door behind us.

Back to Anna's P.O.V.

I told him about the times I couldn't sleep because of the incident. My boyfriend of four years and I were madly in love. I seriously thought I would marry him. 

Until one night in my hotel room, the night I got into a fight with him about losing my virginity to him. I wanted to wait and he knew that. He pushed anyways and raped me. He abused me and just left. The police couldn't find a trace of him after that which made me paranoid.

After I explained to Tom, I was full on sobbing into his chest.

"Shh, Shh. You're safe now, love. You've got nothing to be afraid of." I heard Tom reassure me.

"What if he comes back to finish me? That's my biggest fear. It's like a phobia."

"Everything will be alright. I promise. Now, why don't you go take a shower and I'll stay in the hotel room with you."

"You'd do that for me?"

"Of course I would." He smiled at me and I bit back a little smile. I showered and changed into my comfortable sweatpants and tee shirt. When I got out, Tom was changed into his basketball shorts and a tee shirt as well.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. Thanks for staying, Tom." He turned the lights off and I fell asleep.

"Anna, love? Wake up! You're having a bad dream!" I heard someone yell and my eyes shot open. I saw Tom straddling me careful not to hurt me and I also noticed my breathing get heavier.

"Did I wake you?" I asked, embarrassed and he nodded, smiling.

"It's alright. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I whispered, but his eyes kept luring me into him. It was like cheese to a mouse. He closed his eyes and leaned towards me. I pressed my face away from him.

"Oh, I'm I'm so sorry." He blushed adorably and it was my turn to chuckle. I pulled him down by the collar and pressed my lips to his. He was like a drug to me. 

We pulled apart and smiled at each other, noses touching. 

"Anastasia, will you be my girlfriend?" I could say no to the way he bit his lip nervously waiting for my response.

"Of course I will."

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L' Amour: Chapter Seven

I was well rested by the time I got to New York. Usually, I wouldn't be able to sleep on planes, but that's why I got sleep pills. 

I had to meet at HRAC HQ in three hours, so I decided to lay in the hotel bed for a bit. I checked Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and my emails. 

My phone suddenly rang and Tom's face popped up. It was the picture I had taken of him in his costume on the very first day we met. His contact name was Toki. 

"Hello?"

"Ello, love. I was wondering if you'd like to have some tea tomorrow morning." 

"I'd love to, but I'm currently in New York." I explained to him about the letter and the last minute thing which he congratulated me on.

"So, you will be giving a speech at Madison Square garden to thousands about Human Rights and you did not invite me?"

"You're Loki, you hate human rights." I joked.

"Yes, yes. But, I'm willing to listen if you explained it to me." I blushed even over the phone, oh gosh.

"What are you saying..."

"I'm inviting myself to your speech. I'm hopping on a plane to support you."

"No, Tom. I don't want to make you go through so much hassle just to hear my speech."

"Oh, but I do. You see, there's a difference between normal speeches and brilliant people giving speeches. You're brilliant and I'd love to hear what you say."

"Awh stop it. So, I guess I'll see you later then, huh?"

"You betcha." He sounded so cute saying that just like everything he said.

"Thanks, Tom. You're a good friend."

"Your welcome, love. See you later." We hung up and I sighed. How does such a perfect man exist in this period of time where everyone is internally at war?

I showered and dressed in a vibrant yet pale pink body con dress and black flats. I threw on a black statement necklace and put my hair in a ballerina bun. I wanted to look professional yet girly. 

I drove to the building and was greeted by Maria who was so sweet! They didn't get me to change into anything else for the photo shoot, but they did do my make up. 

After the shoot, I was given an interview by one of the HRAC interviewers of course.

"What inspired you to be an ambassador and inspire others. To inspire them to fight for human rights around the world and embrace the rules yet still be free?" He asked me.

"My answer is actually in what you just said. I feel, I mean I know there is too much poverty and wars in this world of ours. After hundred of years worth of fighting and problems that I keep hearing about, I will keep believing that one day there will be a breakthrough. Our world will not be a Utopia, but a world where humans have a good life yet face struggles and conquer them. So, I figured this would give me a bigger voice, joining this amazing organization. I believe that every single human being deserves equal rights. Each and every single person should have self worth and equality and freedom. But life has never been that simple, there were always rules. I know we can't rule out conflict, but we can try our best to contain it and lessen it. I want to make peace not war with the world and it's conflicts. I want to contribute to persuading people to enforce these rules around the world. So that men, women, children, and elders would be able to live a decent life where they know they have a voice in this world. 

I went through a couple more questions before the interview ended and the interviewer praised me for doing a good job. 

I spent the afternoon in the building doing paperwork and all of that. I was so nervous for my speech tomorrow. It was not only this organization that was going to be there, but a dozen from around the world. It was nerve wracking to even think about it.

After finishing everything, I took a cab to the airport. I signed a couple of autographs for fans who were there. Then I knew Tom was there because a swarm of fans were around him. He was wearing jeans and a tee shirt with boots of course. 

We had a little signing fest for our fans before exiting the airport. 

"Anastasia, are you dating Tom Hiddleston?!" Questions like that flew at the both of us while we tried to make it to our cab.

"No, we're just good friends." I answered to one of the paps. We finally made it into the taxi.

"Oh goodness, I'm so tired."

"Well, you'll be able to sleep when we get to the hotel. Good thing you won't have jet lag."

"Yes, I'm quite grateful for that. So, do you have a speech prepared yet?"

"Nope, I'm going to wing it."

"What? You're going to be live speaking to the world basically on the fourth of July. The president will be there and all that."

"Gee, now I'm even more nervous."

"I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to put any pressure on you. But, you should have a plan." He hugged me and I inhaled his scent lightly enough for him to not notice. He smelled like musky vanilla and tea.

"I've never really made plans. Things I say come from the heart if I don't plan it. It's been that way since my ocean model project presentation in fourth grade."

"Well, I guess we both have different methods. I can't seem to get my thoughts on one subject and we have miss wing it over here being perfect." He smiled at me and I blushed. Thank god it was dark enough to hide my blush.

"I'm not perfect. Everyone's different, but it's the intention that counts, my friend." We made it to the hotel and Tom got his own room. I wish I could ask him to sleep in the other hotel bed with me, but I knew it was wrong even if we weren't in the same bed.

"Goodnight, love." He kissed my forehead before going into his room. Urgh, he's so ugh I don't know!

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L' Amour: Chapter Six

We were all given a week of for the fourth of July week. I swear I am going to spend every moment of it sleeping. I've been better than before, but sleep needs me. 

My fall clothing line was almost ready to launch, but I was still correcting it and making sure everything was perfect before I released it in select stores. I planned on it releasing in Macy's, Nordstrom, Fifth Avenue, and a couple more stores.

The cast and I would sometimes hang out at each other's houses and they have given me advice on the designs. I was really grateful I got the chance to meet these guys. Especially the doof who loves to mess with my head, Tom. 

I think I'm falling for Tom. No, not think...I am falling for him. His personality, his smile, his eyes, his nose, his hands, his everything. I doubt he likes me. There's so many women ready to kneel at his feet. They all must be much much more beautiful than I could ever be and he deserves the best since he's so kind to others. 

For the first day of our one week break, two days before the fourth of July, I called up my best friend, Jennifer Lawrence. It's crazy to think we grew up in the small town of Louisville, Kentucky and now look at us. The geeks who were bullied in school finally made a breakthrough and got to live their dreams, I was so grateful for that push people gave me in school, it made me stronger. 

My doorbell rang and I rushed over to open it.

"ANNA!"

"JEN!" I missed her so much. We've only seen each other a couple times these past months and I missed her so so much.

"Let us shop until our knees weaken and we drop!" Jen exclaimed and I cracked up at her accent. 

While we shopped and I told her about my feelings for Tom. She also told me about her break up with Nick. 

"Ugh, why are feelings so complicated?" I whined as we ate lunch at an outside table thing.

"My feelings are complicated. Yours is obvious. You're so into him."

"How do you know when a guy likes you? Jen you know me. I haven't had THAT much experience with men." She laughed and clapped.

"You sound like a little girl. You'll know when the time is right. Nick and I just fell for each other like right after the movie when he told me he loved me. I'm sure he'll love you for you. Don't rush it, savor the little things."

"Dang, you have some deep shit." We both laughed and continued with our catching up session.

"Has Nick called you yet?"

"Yeah, many times. Each time I told him that we needed time. I want him to finish the movie before we talk and see where he's going. I don't know what the hell is going between Kristen and him. Guess I'll find out in the end."

"That's a smart decision. I would've done the same thing. I assure you that if he doesn't open up his eyes, there'll be a new guy willing to love you so much more. But, like you said, give it time."

We said goodbye after dinner since Jen had to return to New York for a premiere. It's been great to just have some girl time. 

Before I went into my apartment, I checked my mailbox. Gosh, I haven't checked it in a week and it was filled. There was even a bag stuff into it probably filled with more mail.

I sat watching TV and reading the mail. I decided to read all the fan mail first. I made sure to interact with my fans through social media and I tried to respond to as much fan mail as possible. 

I read through a couple who complimented me and thanked me for being so inspirational, and I took a moment to thank the gods for giving me a life where I could inspire people. 

I received some bracelets, dark chocolate, and stickers all of which my fans knew I loved receiving. 

Then I got to the rest of the mail. I paid my bills and read a couple magazines. Then I noticed a letter from Human Rights Action Center. My eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.

I read the letter carefully. 

Dear Anastasia,

We've heard about how much of an amazing person you are and the things that you've inspired your fans to do. You truly are inspiring and we'd like to ask you to be our HRAC ambassador. If you are interested, please give us a call. 1 [phone].

Thank you

Maria, President of HRAC

I squealed and almost dialed the number until I realized it was midnight and I didn't want to bother them. Then I realized the time zones in NYC and LA were different. I dialed the number and Maria picked up.

"Hi, Maria! This is Anastasia and I just read your letter. I would love to be your guys ambassador."

"That's great! We were hoping you could fly to NYC to meet up with us tomorrow. Sorry it's so last minute, but there will be a photo shoot for you. Then an interview that will be broad casted live." I cringed at the thought of having to sleep in a hotel, but the positives outweighed the negatives. 

"Okay alright. I'll fly to New York tonight. Can you please give me the address?" I swore that I would never leave my mail like that anymore. It was so last minute, but it was an amazing opportunity. 

She gave me the building address and the schedule. I booked a ticket in Two hours and rushed to pack. Since I would be there for three days, I packed three outfits of course. I packed my essentials including my laptop. My royal blue floral suitcase was packed. I hopped into the shower and cleaned myself before changing into sweats and a long sleeve shirt. I put my neck pillow around the suitcase handle, locked my apartment, and headed for the airport. 

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L' Amour: Chapter Five

My heart skipped a beat when he smiled. Even though it was a wicked for show smile, I still love the way his eyes crinkle up. 

A few days after the embarrassment at Jeremy's house, I rethought about my feelings. I don't know what it was, but every time I touched Tom, I'd feel electricity. Every time he called me love, I'd almost almost faint. I never felt this way before and it was bothering me. What was I suppose to do?

This morning was even more embarrassing. Tom begged for you to let him pick you up for some coffee. He drove more than one hour to pick you up and drove to a nearby coffee shop early in the morning. There, a couple paps spotted you guys and asked if you were dating. I noticed Tom's cheeks tint a bit and I felt bad for embarrassing him like that. I said that we were just friends. We just continued to the set afterwards, but I felt so weird inside.

Today was the usual late night wrap up thing and you were so tired. 

"Tom, you should go home. I'll call a cab." 

"No,no. Cabs aren't safe at night especially for young ladies like you." He said like a dad would and I pouted.

"I'm not 17, don't talk to me like that."

"Sorry, love. But, I'm not letting you take a cab."

"GET A ROOM!" Robert yelled and my cheeks burned crimson. You gave into him because he pulled out the puppy dog eyes and you just couldn't resist.

"Tom, you're such a butt nugget." 

"A butt nugget?" His British accent made the question too cute.

"Yes, and a munch."

"That isn't such a nice thing to say to your driver." He winks at me and I blush.

"Sorry, peasant." I smirked and we just parked in my driveway.

"What did you say?" He grinned evilly. 

"I said. Sorry,...peasant." I laughed and bolted to my front door and unlocked it as fast as I could. I ran inside behind my kitchen table. I hear the door close and footsteps coming my way.

"Anna, love. Come out come out wherever you are." He teased and I held in a giggle.

"Gotcha!" His arms wrap around my waist and I scream laugh.

"My, my, this is the third time you've insulted me today. Tsk, tsk." You burst out laughing when he tickled you.

"I'm-I'm sorry!" He chuckled and stopped leaving you to catch your breath.

"You're mean."

"Do you know who I get it from?" I shook my head.

"You." I scrunched up my nose and pounced on him.

"Say sorry, Tom. Say you're sorry!" I joked.

"Never!" You blush when you realize you had pinned him down on the kitchen floor. Good thing it was clean.

I started tickling the hell out of him, but he didn't even budge or laugh. He just laid there, smiling and watching you fail.

"How in the world are you not ticklish?!" 

"Because, I'm amazing."

"You wish. And I bet you have a tickle spot."

"Try me." He challenged and you tried everything. You poked his sides, tickled his neck, and even tickled his feet. You tried tickling his knees and elbows, but he just laid there very amused by you.

I smirked evilly and he frowned in fear.

"Or maybe are you ticklish?" You reached your hand behind his neck and did a little dance on his skin. You pumped your fists in the air when he shivered and chuckled.

"I am the champion, you are the loser!" I stuck out my tongue, got up, and danced around the kitchen.

"Someone's a sore winner." He came from behind and hugged me tight. I swear in that moment, I couldn't even breath. Not because of his grip, but because of him.

"Well, look at the time. I better head back to my apartment." He's right, it was really really late.

"You shouldn't be driving in the dark. You can sleep in my guest bedroom."

"No, I don't want to b-"

"I know you'd do the same if this situation was flipped." He sighed, defeated and nodded.

"You can wear some of the clothes my brother left."

"Thank you, love." I threw him a shirt and some basketball shorts and boxers.

"I hate how tall you are." I pouted.

"Oh, do you now?"

"Yeah, it makes me feel like a midget even in heels." I was 5'5 and my heels made me…oh wait I hate heels.

"Well, I think you're quite cute the way you are." He smirked and went into the guest room. I was left with the same feeling. That stirring in my stomach and my face getting all hot.

I fell asleep that night smiling like the night before. What is this man doing to me?

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L' Amour: Chapter Four

The next day I felt fine. Actually, wonderful. I didn't know why, but it felt amazing. I got a lot of sleep in and I felt invincible this morning. I sang in the shower and dressed a bit more like me. I chose to wear a rose printed tee shirt tucked into a white flowy skater skirt. I chose to wear some nude oxfords and wear my hair in a messy bun.

I arrived on set with a cup of coffee. I was greeted with hugs by Scarlett, Chris, Chris, Mark, Robert, and almost everyone who saw me. I guess my little breakdown yesterday did spread to everyone. i couldn't help, but feel embarrassed.

I walked into the trailer to see a shirtless Tom trying to get his shoulder pads in place and I blushed. I've seen him shirtless many times, but this time I felt embarrassed. 

"Oh sorry!" I covered my eyes and he laughed.

"You've seen me like this so many other times, love." I shrugged it off and helped him with his costume. My fingers stung every time it made contact with his skin.

"Well, you look happy today." He smiled his beautiful smile at me. Wait. I seriously did not just fricking say that.

"I am. Sleep was just missing me." He chuckled and sat down in the chair.

"Oh gosh, your gingerness is showing." I pointed at his roots.

"Hey, I'm blond!"

"That explains why you're dumb..." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

"What did you say?" He gritted his teeth the way Loki did.

"Oh, nothing." I smiled and coughed, muttering dumb again. I could tell he was trying to hold in a smile.

"I'd attack you, but I don't want to ruin my make up." He fanned his face and I was first to break. He immediately joined my laughing fit.

"Break a leg, Tommy!" I yelled like a proud mother and he laughed before joining on set. I sat there happily watching them. 

"Psst." Scarlet who has chosen to sit next to me whispered, careful to not interrupt anyone.

"What?" I asked and she smirked. I followed her gaze to Tom and she wiggled her eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes and shoved her lightly. We both sat there quietly laughing until she had to shoot a scene.

"Alright! We're wrapping up early today! Get out of my sight!" Everyone laughed and headed to wherever they were going.

"Yo, Loki, want some water?" 

"Yes, you peasant." I smirked and chucked it at his stomach. It knocked the air out of him and he caught the model.

"You have three seconds to run." He growled and my eyes widened to the size of tennis balls. I ran back to the trailer as careful as I could in a skirt. I reached the trailer just as he did and I was pinned down to the couch. When I realized the situation I was in, I blushed like crazy.

"Say you're dumb and weak." Loki demanded.

"You're dumb and weak." I giggled and I can already tell he's holding back a smile.

"You're gonna pay for that, mortal." He smiled at me in the creepiest way possible.

"In your dreams, p-" Before I could finish, he tickled the hell out of me. 

"S-Stop!" I laughed and cried.

"Say Tom and Loki are so much better than me and I am sorry!"

"Never!" He continued and I couldn't resist anymore.

"TOM AND LOKI ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME AND I AM SORRY!  I screamed and he finally stopped. I blushed beet red when I saw our friends standing behind Tom rolling on the floor laughing.

"Keep it PG for my eyes!" Robert teased. Tom laughed and got off of me.

"We were wondering if you two would like to have some Chinese at my place." Jeremy asked.

"Sure." After removing Tom's make up and he changed. We all hopped into our cars and drove to Jeremy's. We had ordered the food right before we left, so we should be in time when we get to the house.

I was right. We noticed a man carrying several bags of take out knocking on the door. As soon as he saw us, his eyes widened, He went fan boy crazy and asked for their autographs and I smiled the whole time.

There was Chris E., Chris H., Scarlet, Robert, Mark, Cobie, Clark, Gwyneth, Tom, and I here in Jeremy's house which was very modern. We all settled in the living room where there were a long black couch with a matching love seat and two single chairs.

I didn't know what happened, but everyone just rushed with their food into a seat and I was left. I was going to sit on the floor and they laughed.

"Go sit in your boyfriend's lap." Mark teased and I blushed dangerously red while they laugh.

"He's not my boyfriend." I stuck my tongue out of them earning a couple oohs and awes.

"C'mere, love." Tom smiled and I sat down beside him. Now I understand why they call it a love seat. It squishes the two people together. I was glaring at Scarlet the whole time while she laughed quietly.

"Everyone, let's watch our first Marvel movie, shall we?" We all agreed and Chris E. popped the dvd in the player.

In the middle of the movie, Hulk decided to roar at Black Widow and I screamed. They all laughed hysterically as Tom stroked my hair telling me everything was fine. I wish he would do that all the time because it was very comforting.

At the end of the night, we all had to go home, so we said our good nights and well, drove home. Tom insisted on driving me back because he thinks it's unsafe for me to drive at night because I'm a girl.

I called him sexist, smirked, and drove off. 

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L' Amour: Chapter Three

Three months passed and my exhaustion was much worse. I woke up early in the morning and slept late night. It was like this storm was always above my head. No matter how good I was faking how energetic I was, Tom saw right through the mask. We've learned quite a bit about each other, but not everything. 

"Anna, what's wrong?" He asked and I didn't bother putting up the facade.

"I'm just tired." 

"No, there's something else. Spill it."

"Spill what? This drink?" I joked and he frowned.

"No, talk to me about what's been making you so not you."

"I just don't want to, okay?" I said rather harshly and he looked a bit hurt.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had any coffee yet." I apologized. He nodded and the rest of the time was so awkward. We didn't even turn on the music.

The next two weeks were devastating. Tom just completely ignored me. I hated the silence as I did his make up and hair. He would leave when I'm done without his usual wave. Some of the cast started pulling me out to talk about why Tom and I weren't talking. I just said I didn't want to talk about it and moved on with my day.

I couldn't handle the migraines I've been getting because of all the stress and lack of sleep. My close friends and family called me and constantly reminded me to put my health before work, but I didn't like letting people down. 

I took a pill before I went to sleep. Another thing that was making me not want to sleep was the constant nightmares of the incident in Detroit hotel. I thought my life was over then, but I moved on. Barely.

My routine was as per usual today except the fact that I had a horrible feeling in my stomach. The weak side of me almost reached for the phone to call in sick, but the stronger side told me to walk it off. We've been traveling and moving locations to film. All those times in the hotel I never ever slept. Not even once. 

I got to the trailer early and was so grateful that we were going to film in L.A. for a few weeks. My stomach stirred and my eyes widened. I rushed into the bathroom of the trailer and my breakfast was flushed away by the toilet. I washed my mouth and brushed my teeth, but the black dots clouded my vision. Before I could hold onto something for support, everything went black. 

"Anna? Anna!" I heard someone yell through my ears and in my mind I begged them to stop. It rang through my ears like nails on a chalk board. I vision was blurry, but I managed to open my eyes fully and see clearly. Tom was in front of me with a frightened expression and there was a nurse right beside him.

"Are you okay?" I felt like that was the first time he spoke to me in years. 

"I'm fine. Just a bit woozy."

"Have you been drinking?" The nurse asked.

"No, I don't drink nor smoke."

"Have you been having headaches or stomach aches?" I nodded hesitantly.

"You might want to get a bit of extra sleep and don't stress yourself too much, honey. Here, take this." She gave me the pills and water bottle before leaving. The whole time I took the pill and drank the water, I felt a pair of eyes watching me.

"Do you mind?" I tried to joke around, but his expression was dead serious it scared me.

"You scared me to death. I stayed by your side and called the medic from here just in case it got worse."

"What got worse?" I questioned.

"You were screaming and kicking and punching. It was scary."

"Does anybody else know about this?"

"The whole cast does. They came in to check on you, but the nurse, Susan, shooed them away. Saying it'll stress you out even more."

"Thanks, Tom." I hugged him and I knew he didn't expect it. We haven't hugged in two weeks which felt like years.

"You're welcome...love." I felt my stomach clench at the word he just addressed you. It was this weird, but amazing feeling.

"Let's get to your hair and makeup."

"No, no. Joss insisted that you go home and so do I." 

"No, I have work."

"You have to rest."

"You're a munch." I insulted him and he tried to bite back a smile and looked so cute doing it. I seriously think I am high right now.

"You need to get some sleep, love."

"How about I do your make up first and then I go home. Not because you or Joss said so. because I want to." He smirked knowing I was lying, but sat down in the chair anyways. I felt so much better when he turned on the stereo and we talked about the weirdest things.

"Thanks, love. Oh and before you leave, can you please answer my question?"

"Yes. I just did." He pouted and I smiled. 

"Why have you been so tired lately?"

"Fine. I've been up late working on my Fall clothing line and I just want it to be decent." I lied and he thankfully fell for it.

"Anna. You are the best designer I know. The best designer this whole movie production team and cast know. You don't have to spread yourself too thin."

"Yeah, I know. My OCD hates me." 

"Now, go home and get some rest. I'll see you when you feel better." He hugged and kissed my forehead before heading off on set. I stood their for what felt like hours, but was probably 30 seconds. My heart was still racing, my forehead still burning, and my stomach still doing somersaults. Oh gosh, I really need some rest. 

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L' Amour: Chapter Two

For the past month, the cast were doing photo shoots, interviews, and promotions. Sometimes I'd come along to get Loki in character, but other times they all went as normal people. 

I've gotten pretty close with them and the rest of the crew already. They were ALL hard workers. I'd expect maybe a couple slackers, but Joss hired people who were determined to get the job done, but in a fun way. 

Today, they were all shooting their first scene. I was so excited to watch these talented people do work their magic onscreen. 

I went into my trailer and I was immediately amused. Tom was on my couch hanging upside down reading his script. He never ceases to amuse me.

"Ello, Anna." His accent made it so he pronounced my name like Unna instead of ANN a. Which I found quite cute. 

"Hi, Tom. Ready for your first scene?"

"Honestly...I'm a bit nervous."

"Do my ears deceive or is the great mighty Loki really nervous?!" I exasperated.

"Your ears are deceiving you, you mortal." The Loki in him spoke and I giggled.

"You giggle like a pig." Loki said, but I could tell he was joking.

"And you wear hair extensions. That makes my giggle sound like god's laugh." I smirked.

"Ha, you must think god's laugh sounds like a dying cat." He laughed evilly and I over dramatically got the chills, and he laughed.

I turned on the 70s mini stereo I bought at a cute hipster store and plugged my iPod in. Now, it was not all my iPod. Tom insisted on making a playlist for the both of us to listen to while I did his make up. It was filled with my pop and rock songs and his classical and r&b songs. It was an unusual mix, but I loved it.

"Okay, let's practice your script while I do your make up." I put the script on the table and read the lines and he responded quite well. He had this great understanding for the character. It made the way he portrays the character as if it were actually there. I was scared yet excited. 

"Break a leg!" I said as Tom walked on set.

"You're mean, you mortal!" He yelled back and I smirked. The cast was amazing. They portrayed their characters perfectly. This movie would reel in a fudgillion fans. My favorite part would be when they messed up and I knew it'd be added to the bonus dvd filled with bloopers. I was so going to buy it if they did because it was hilarious. 

It was 10 at night and I swear we've been filming for the whole day. I didn't mind that much though. I'd spent the whole day watching or sketching designs whenever they didn't need me to touch up or apply Tom's make up.

"That's a wrap for today!" Joss yelled and everyone sighed a sigh of relief. We went back to the trailer and I removed Tom's make up and he went to change into normal clothes. 

"See you tomorrow, Anna." We hugged before getting into our cars. One of the things I hated most was living over an hour away from here. My friend who is Robert's make up artist suggested that I get a hotel room near here, but I didn't think that was a good idea. No one knew this, but I've had major anxiety when it came to hotels. Especially if I had to have a room alone. 

I didn't tell her that though. I just changed the subject and she thankfully didn't push. 

When I got home, I couldn't sleep. Since the incident at the hotel was brought back up in my mind, I stirred in bed all night. It was like a monster eating at my brain. It was begging me to tell the whole world what happened, but I knew better than that. I knew better than to get everyone worried about me.

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L' Amour: Chapter One

After the costume designer for The Avenger's second movie quit due to stress, I was hired to design and recreate their character's costumes while also keeping it's originality. 

When I received the offer six months ago, I was sent all of the main characters' sizes and costume demands. I received the fabrics and metals Joss wanted to use and got to work on the costumes. My apartment had one room dedicated to costume design and another to fashion design. In my costume designing room, there were fifteen maniquins. It sounds creepy, but I needed it to design. It was sent to me by Joss. All of the main characters were measured and sculpted in these maniquins. They were all suppose to be this size by the time they start filming.

I was very satisfied with my final designs. After endless days and nights cooped up in my little laboratory, I finally perfected the outfits. They were tougher in look, but also a bit more airy, so the actors didn't have to suffocate in the heat of the spring and summer weather. 

Today, I was going to meet the cast and show them the designs. i was crossing my fingers and toes, hoping they would like it. I showered and moisturized my body and face. I always did this since my mom was this freak who hated people with dry skin for some reason. I still loved her though and it's become a habit since I was a teen. I applied my light make up with some winged eyeliner and dressed myself in a casual outfit: A sleeveless pale pink sheer button up with denim blue ankle skinny jeans, and a pair of tan booties. I let my loose curly mahogany colored hair fall down to my shoulder. It was weird how my parents had blond and brown hair with blue eyes, but I was born with brown red hair and emerald green eyes. 

After making sure I looked presentable to meet the cast, I put the costumes in dry cleaning bags, so they wouldn't mess up. I put the costumes in my range rover and drove to the set where the first scene will take place. It was in Studio 17 in Los Angeles. I lived in Santa Barbara, so it took me one hour and thirty-nine minutes to get to the studio. Along the way, I listened to music. I loved Paramore, Maroon 5, and Justin Timberlake music so much that I had all of their albums on my iPod.

I made it to the studio and saw how many fans were crowded around it. There must've been more than a hundred. I showed my I.D. to the security team and they let me drive into the parking lot where there were luckily no screaming fans. Or as I like to call them, clothing rippers. I loved fans, they were all so dedicated. The only time I ever get annoyed is if they hate the people you're with or start harrassing your clothes. 

Joss greeted me and led me to the costume trailer. He pulled a cart full of the costumes into the trailer and helped me hang them on the moving clothing rack. He also helped me drag in the suitcase filled with emergency supplies for the costumes. 

"Um before I go back to the interview with the rest of the cast, may I ask you a favor?"

"Yeah, sure."

"I'm so sorry to request so much from you, but I read that you were a major in cosmotology..." I nodded for him to continue.

"Do you happen to have any projects lined up for the next nine months?" 

"Surprisingly no, I didn't want to stress myself too much after getting your request for costumes."

"I'm sorry to ask of you, but the make up artist for the character Loki had went into labor and now we don't know anyone who knows Loki's make up like she does. But I was sure you'd figure away, so what do you say? I'll pay you 30k."

"Money is no issue, you know me, Joss. I do things because I want to. And I'd love to be the make up artist, just send me the schedule-" He cut me off with a hug.

"You don't know how much you've helped already. And here's the schedule and the contract. See you after the interview." That cheeky bastard handed me the packet of papers and ran out of the trailer. I shook my head, laughing. I should've seen this one coming. I knew Joss pretty well since I helped design the costume for all three Iron Man movies, he and Robert knew me pretty well. Stupid Rob probably set this up. 

I didn't know anyone of the cast really well except Robert. I have met them at previous movie premieres, but we never really got to know eachother, so I was excited to meet more new people.

I got bored, so I decided to go through thr trailers and tents. I met so many other make up artist and stylists who were just as happy to meet me as I them. I seriously just met the entire crew from professional set designers to stylists to the lighting crew. A few hours passed by and it was already 2 O' clock noon. How are they not done with this interview?

Right as I thought about it, Joss called me.

"Sup, we're in your trailer."

"Tell them they are not allowed to touch or open anything or I will personally kill all of them." Joss laughed before hanging up. I ran back to the trailer and burst into the trailer. I was lucky my trailer was not the smallest. 

"Robert. Touch that and I will make sure you will never EVER be able to make babies." I stared menacingly at him while the rest of the cast tried to hold in their laughs. Robert's eyes went wide and he crossed his arms.

"Guys, this is Anastatia Forman." Joss chuckles and introduces me to the cast who each gave me welcoming hugs.

"Well, you guys can call me Anna for short. After receiving the request to design your guys' costumes six months ago, I was ecstatic. Like seriously I went ape shit." Everyone laughed and I continued.

"I was so excited to be apart of this big movie and understood how important it was to you guys. Now, I'll get you all in your costume, but if any of you dare to peak I will hurt you." They gave me smiles yet there eyes showed fear to which I laughed.

"You should seriously consider becoming an actress." Chris said and they all chimed in with agreements to which I laughed.

"Okay, we're going to play a game I do before I show people my costumes. I'm going to blindfold all of you. I hope you're all wearing underwear and a bra if you're a lady." They all laughed and put on the black blindfolds. I even made Joss wear a blindfold.

"If you're disappointed with anything about your costume, let me know, so I could fix it. But I'm sure Joss will be the judge of how you look." One by one I got all of them into their costumes. They were all jittery and excited and I was quite nervous. After 30 minutes, they were all dressed.

"Okay, take off your blindfolds." When they did, I was so happy to hear them gasp and smile and look shocked. They showered me with praises and I felt so happy they liked it. 

"Okay, now that we are all still swooning over Anna's designing skills, you all should go find your trailers. Your make up artists are waiting. Tom, Anna has agreed to replace Maria for your make up."

"How delightful." Tom smiled at me to which I returned. Joss left and it was only Tom and I.

"Alright it's a good thing you've dyed your hair black because I do not know how to dye hair." 

"You never know unless you try." 

"Oh trust me. My mom trust me. I dyed her hair red." He clapped while laughing causing me to laugh because his laugh was ridiculously cute and funny.

"Alright, let's see how Joss wants you to look in this movie." I pulled out the packet.

"Let me run get the make up and hair kit in the other trailer for you." I thanked Tom and he ran out.

He was back in a flash with a steel suitcase and pulled it open. It was packed with all sorts of make up and black extentions.

"Can you believe Joss' requests? Sexy eyes, contoured cheeks, and porcelain like skin. It's like he's head of the playboy mansion." He and I both laughed so hard at my joke. 

Tom sat down at the vanity and I decided to clip in his extentions first. We just chit chatted and constantly picked on each other in a friendly way of course. 

"Alright, sexy eyes..." I mumbled as I applied his light eyeliner and dark eyeshadow to make his eyes have more depth.

We experimented with a few looks before we both gasped.

"Perfect." He and I breathed out at the Loki in the mirror. 

"This is amazing. You're so talented, Anna." Tom got up and gave me a hug.

"Thanks."

"Well, I'm going to go show Joss how amazing you did. Would you like to come?"

"Sorry, I have to finish signing these contracts first. I'll meet up with you guys in a bit." He waved and left the trailer. 

It took a bit to get through the papers. All of the terms were so stupid like what in the world is contradictorial meferizadtion? 

Tom and Chris Hemsworth suddenly burst into the room and bounced over to sit on either side of me on the couch.

"What you doin'?" 

"Paper work." I sighed.

"I'm gussing you've hit the word contradictorial meferizadtion?" Chris asked and I nodded.

"It means that you swear not to leak an part of the movie or behind the scene stuff." Tom explained and my mouth formed an 'o'. 

"Why the fuck couldn't they just say that? I'm going to grill Joss for messing with my mind like that." They both laughed and we were soon joined by Chris Evans, Robert, and Scarlett who decided to help me get the papers done as well. 

I knew I'd become great friends with these people. They were all so kind and easy to get long with.

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L'amour

IMPORTANT BEFORE READING: In this story, let's all pretend Tom is in The Avenger's: Age of Ultron and that it's the beginning of filming. Bam, okay? Okay. Oh and that everyone is five years younger than they really are, but it's still 2014 and blah blah blah. You'll catch on.

She was a world known fashion and costume designer. He was the famous actor, Tom Hiddleston. It just seemed fit for them to fall in love right when they met, but something kept them from it. An experience that scarred her kept her from the feeling. All he wanted was to make her fall in love with him, and he was going to do just that.