I barely saw Tom much over the next few days and when I did, Mary always seemed to be with him. We occasionally ran lines together while Mary sat and answered emails, and I soon found out she was from the film company. One of these industry big wigs who have no time to speak to assistants. I was also there whilst he was on set, watching him work. In between takes he would come over to me, usually to grab a drink, and we would chat for a while about little things until he was called back again. I would occasionally catch Minnie looking over at us but avoided speaking to her as I knew she would guess how I felt about Tom and I knew it would be frowned upon.

The only times I did see him alone, I tried my best not to look him in the eye, instead busying myself with sorting out his wardrobe or collecting his food and ignoring my growing attraction to him.

One day, about 2 weeks into the shoot, a huge media scrum appeared outside the set. I had to fight my way in. Work on a film set can involve long hours so I had no idea what was going on in the press at the time.

As I walked towards the trailer. I heard Carey call my name.

'Emilia, so glad I caught you. Tom is gonna have a hard day today, are you sure you are ready?'

I had no idea what he was talking about and told him so.

'You mean you haven't seen the papers today, or at all this week?' He grabbed his phone and loaded up the latest entertainment gossip sites.

And there it was, in full colour detail. Tom Hiddleston in love split. Another heartbreak for Tom. Tom gets dumped by American starlet.

I had no idea he even had a girlfriend.

'Thanks Carey, I had no idea. I will take good care of him.'

I went into the trailer to get things ready for Tom's arrival when I had an idea. I checked his file before running to catering. I wanted to get him his favourite breakfast.

About an hour later, we heard the media crying out for Tom as he arrived. I checked to make sure all was laid out nicely for him and was just putting his coffee on the table when he walked in the door.

He went straight into the bedroom and I heard the bang as he threw something across the room with an angry cry. I thought about leaving but as I walked towards the door he stalked out of the bedroom looking furious before stopping in his tracks. His face instantly softened.

'What's all this?' He looked at the table and back at me. 'You did all this for me?'

I nodded. 'I thought you could do with a bit of a break before heading to set. I have sorted it with the director so that they will start an hour later.'

He walked to the table where I had set out coffee, orange juice, pancakes and bacon with syrup and granola. I had also put out an I pod with his favourite music on and a speaker. He docked the I pod and pressed play. Coldplay started to sing, aptly their song Fix You.

His demeanour had changed; no longer furious but almost emotional. 'How did you know what I liked?'

I held up the file. 'A guide to Tom Hiddleston, all here in black and white. Although I guessed that you might want orange juice and coffee, I hate just having one or the other.'

'You seem to know me better than whoever wrote that file.' He poured a cup of coffee. 'In that case, I have to insist that you join me for breakfast Emilia.' He pulled out a cushion on the benches for me and signalled for me to sit down.

That morning, I got to know Tom a lot better. Much better than a file could ever have taught me. I didn't mention his supposed broken heart and he did not bring it up either. It seemed like that was the last thing he wanted to talk about.

He told me all about the film, and how he was enjoying working with new people. About how he was joking around with David Tennant and practising his many accents and how Sarah Paulson was one of the best actresses he has ever worked with.

'But it isn't her I have to do the love scene with next week. After all this time I still get nervous about them.' He put down his orange juice and turned to face me on the bench.

'I would have thought you had done enough of these scenes for them to be normal for you now? Although I don't know how I would feel playing my heart out knowing millions of people would see it.' Plus getting my clothes off on the big screen did exactly appeal to me either, not that I mentioned that out loud.

He suddenly put his hand on top of mine on the table.

'That is exactly how I feel Emilia. Few people understand, it's not the physical nakedness that bothers me, it is being laid bare emotionally.' He looked down and pulled away. 'As you have no doubt seen, I am a classic fool in love. I think everyone judges me on that when they see me on screen.'

In a bold move, I placed my hand back on top of his.

'I don't think there is anything foolish about love. If you don't throw your whole self into it, there is little point to it. Unfortunately you have to deal with the whole world wanting to know about it.'

As I touched him again, I felt the same jolt fly through me as the first time we met. As he looked at me with his sad eyes I felt as if my heart was going to explode with compassion for him and my body would explode with utter attraction. I felt like every cell in my body was compelling me to him.

It was as if he could feel it too. Slowly, we both started to lean in and as we did his hand slid slowly up my arm, leaving what felt like sparks behind on my skin. It felt like time stood still for just those moments.

Until suddenly his phone rang. The spell broken, his hand removed from my arm and grabbed his phone. I felt so embarrassed that I placed him in that position, it was like I was taking advantage of him.

I stood up, gathered my things and without looking back, I walked out of the trailer.