Rain


"Hello? Is anyone home?!" He called as his knuckles rapped on the door. His shirt was soaked through and the cold country air chilled him to the bone. At this point it looked like he wasn't going to be making it to that early morning shoot after all.

Andria yawned and stumbled out of bed. She looked over at the illuminated numbers on the clock sitting on the nightstand. "Mhn… 3am? What could they want…?" She mumbled to herself softly as she slipped on her robe and walked down into the living area toward the front door. Cautiously she called through the door, "W-What do you want?" She hoped that maybe they had left already as she talked but no such luck.

He perked up a little hearing her voice. "My car broke down about 500 metres down the road and my cell phone is dead. I'm on my way to a very important job. Do you have a phone I can use to call for help?" He said hopefully.

Oh my, why does that voice sound familiar? Dria thought as she wondered whether or not to let him in. Grabbing the step, (as she was a whole five foot and half an inch tall,) she peeked through the peep hole and just about fell off her chair. It couldn't be. Things like that just didn't happen.

"Oh! Um, o-of course! Please… Come in." She said as she fidgeted with the lock and chain and opened the door letting the poor man in. What. Do. I. Do! She thought as she fought to keep her mind from imploding. It was him. The one man she never thought she would ever have the pleasure of meeting. He was even more handsome to look at in person; a camera didn't have the capacity to capture that much perfection in one photo.

He sighed in relief and walked inside, smiling gently at her. "I do apologise for waking you at this ungodly hour, but I had no other option. It's pretty isolated here. Oh and sorry for dripping on the floor too." He said and ran his hand through his curly golden hair.

Andria bit her lip with a slight smile and shook her head "It's fine, I'll go get you a towel if you like? The phone is just there on the bench in the, um, kitchen." She said and tried to remain cool calm and collected as she went up the hall to the linen cupboard. It's him, it's really him! But what is he doing out here? I didn't know there was a film being made around here… She thought to herself as she walked back clutching the fluffy white towel.

"Okay, thank you…. Goodbye." He was just finishing up the phone call as she returned. Turning to see her in the archway, he smiled and held his arm out for the towel. "Thanks darling." He said in that smooth silky voice that seemed to wash over Dria and sent a soft shiver down her smile as he called her darling.

The heat rose in her cheeks and they turned rosy pink. "You're welcome. So… did they give you an estimation of what time they'd be here?" She asked as she handed him the towel.

"Yes, the nearest road assist vehicle is about an hour away, so I'm afraid I might be imposing on you for a while my dear." He said as he dried off his hair and face, like him imposing on her was a problem at all –she was more than happy to oblige. "Do you have a dryer? I'm afraid my shirt is soaked through."

Dria nodded and looked over at his poor drenched state. "If you'd like, I can dry off your clothes and you can have a shower to warm up?" She offered. "I'd hate to think of you getting ill because I let you freeze."

"That'd be lovely darling. Oh, where are my manners? I'm Tom." He said with a lopsided smile that was so cute yet drop-dead sexy at the same time. The way his white button down shirt stuck time exposing his toned chest didn't help at all in letting Andria keep her cool either.

"Um, I'm Andria… But you can just call be Dria, everybody does." She said and swept a loose piece of hair back behind her ear. "I'll show you where the bathroom is." She began walking down the hall and up the stairs. "If you just leave your clothes outside the door, I'll dry them for you."

"Okay darling, thanks for all the help." He said and winked at her before closing the door.

Once he was in the bathroom he smirked to himself and began stripping down. Dria, huh? What a cute girl… I will have to remember to thank her again for her assistance sometime. At least I have a chance of making it too the shoot before it's too too late. He turned on the shower faucet and while he waited for the water to heat up, he piled his clothes outside like the girl had said. After the room was warm with steam, Tom let the water wash over him and warm his muscles slowly. It was nice and refreshing after his earlier distress. He could hear footsteps in the hallway and figured it must be Andria fetching his things.

Okay, Dria, breathe. Don't panic. It's just Tom Hiddleston. In your shower. In the middle of the night. Naked. That's… Oh who am I kidding!? This is the best day of my life! Dria tried to internalise her delight as she set his clothes on to dry. There was no actor's work she loved more than his. Tom could make a character come to life more than anyone else she had ever witnessed and he was such a gentleman… No, get a hold of yourself. Be polite, and DO NOT EMBARRASS YOURSELF! Her conscious screamed at her.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Andria put the kettle on as she needed a cup of tea and knowing that Tom would probably also enjoy one while they waited for him to be picked up. She also took out some apple crumble she had baked yesterday afternoon and warmed it up a little. It seemed she had gone from sluggish to bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in an instant after meeting Tom.

When the kettle whistled, she removed it from the stove and made the tea. It was earl grey; she hoped he didn't mind as she wasn't sure what he liked. After setting it out nicely on the coffee table, she left the food and drinks to go and make herself look more presentable and changed into something less scanty than her silk pyjamas.

The dryer beeped and she headed back downstairs, fetching Tom's clothes to iron them. Dria was thankful he was taking his time as she hated to think of him turning up to his appointment in wrinkled clothing. She hung them up neatly on the bathroom door handle just as she heard the water shut off and headed back downstairs to make sure everything was still nice and hot.