Right now, I'm writing this story down so that I can calm down my fast beating heart. The reason behind my non-stop twitching muscle? The the magnificent, Tom Hiddleston. I just can't get him out of my head!

I obviously don't own anything besides my own characters...

Chapter 2

Two days later...

Tom was freaking out. It's been two days since his awkward encounter with the lady from the park.

Should he have left her with that note?

It was pretty harmless, but the media would eat that up if they found out about it. Tom was currently waiting for his coffee at a small Cafe. He would have gone to somewhere better known, but he would have been trampled by his adoring, passionate, fans.

"English Breakfast tea latte for-"

Tom looked up instinctively just in time to see a girl walk up to the counter. He would have minded his own business but he quickly looked back up. Grabbing her drink and thanking the barista with a kind smile, was the same girl from the park. Even though he only studied her for a little bit, he could point out those big, brown doe-eyes from anywhere. Today she was sporting a rose gold off the shoulder blouse. Light skinny jeans-(which hugged her wide hips, good for caring and birthing children, thick thighs and huge behind, that Tom could not stop staring at) and pink flats. A pink and yellow flower crown with her dark hair braided into it. Her dark brown and golden curls falling down to her lower back. A silver diamond cross hanging from her neck. Silver hoops along with a silver Pandora bracelet on her delicate wrist.

Tom silently stood there as he watched her. She was having a conversation with the girl that called out her drink. She laughed at something she said and Tom couldn't help but wonder what it was that had her make that beautiful noise.

"Small black coffee for Thomas!"

The actor was brought back from his stupor when he heard his name. He grabbed his coffee, thanked the barista, but when he turned around she was gone. He quickly made his way outside, but she was gone.

Damn!

He lost her.

A week later...

Tom once again found himself in the park. He thought if he went there everyday he wasn't busy, he would run into the mystery woman. After sitting there for what seemed like ever, but was actually an hour, Tom got up and made his way home. As he was walking, he noticed a small park filled with a couple of children. They ran around playing their imaginary game. Tom smiled as he felt the feeling of nostalgia wash over him. He looked around and his heart stopped. There, sitting under a willow tree, contently reading a small thick book, was the girl that wouldn't go from his mind.

Finally!

Today, she was wearing a white blouse with her hair in a low bun. Loose curls escaping and framing her face. Small silver hoops dangling from her ears, and the same golden hoop in her nose from the day he first laid eyes on her. The wind blew around her, causing her curls to tickle her face. Before he knew what he was doing, Tom quickly made his way over to the tree. He now stood before her, his mouth moving and forming words without his consent.

"Hi." He said, this time loud enough to gain her attention.

The girl looked up from her book and smiled.

"Hello." Her kind soft voice immediately melted the young actor's heart. He could even feel his heart beat faster and faster.

"Pardon my intrusion.." She smiled again as he faded off.

"I don't mind, really." Tom returned her smile.

"To be honest, I've been meaning to thank you for that little note you gave me. It made my day." She bowed her head slightly before continuing.

"So, thank you for that. If I may, why did you write that for me?" Tom was taken back by the question.

Why did he, an actor, write that?

"You seemed to be the living breathing example of that piece." His answer must have been good enough because she just smiled and gave out a little chuckle.

"Forgive my manners. MY name is Tom, Tom Hiddleston." The young woman shook his hand with another small smile.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Hiddleston. My name is Selena."

"Is there a last name to go with that?" Tom asked as he gave out his little 'ehehehe'.

Is there a last name to go with that? Seriously Tom, you couldn't think of something better?!

Tom was brought back in time by bells of soft laughter from Selena. Apparently, his little joke amused her.

"Aren't you quite the charmer?" The girl said between her fits of ringing giggles, which made the actor give out a small chuckle himself. He could also feel heat climb into his cheeks.

"Maybe you'll find out if we ever bump into each other again."

Bump into each other again?

Does that mean that she did want to meet again?!

Before Tom could ask anything else, the girl began to speak.

"It's very nice to finally be properly introduce." Selena said with a small bow of her head, then continued.

"Please, sit. Join me. Unless you're busy Mr. Hiddleston." Before she could take back her offer, Tom sat next to her on the pick nick blanket.

"So-" He said as he got comfortable.

"What brings you to London? Assuming, you're not from here. And to the park, no less?"

"Actually I-"

"Momma!"

Momma?

Tom looked over to see a young toddler, maybe about four (?), run up to them. He had brown hair, big brown eyes and a button nose. The mirror image of Selena.

Is this her son?

Tom wondered with a heavy heart.

The young girl smiled and opened up her arms to the boy. He came running towards the two, full of smiles. His giggles would have been cute had Tom not been feeling let down about the situation.

"Is this your son?" He asked, pointing to the child that was hiding behind Selena. The girl looked down to the child and cupped his cheek.

"Sweetie, why don't you go play with the others. Mommy is having a talk with Mr. Hiddleston."

"Okay." The little boy said before running off.

"Don't go too far!" Selena said as a second thought.

Tom looked between the boy and young woman, thinking. Should he continue to get to know this woman, or should he forget about her? Selena looked back at him with a small smile. There was a silence, neither one wanting to talk.

"Legally, yes." Tom's head shot up at her voice.

"Pardon?"

"The answer to your question from before. Is he my son. Legally he is, yes." Tom waited for her to continue-if she'd continue. He didn't want to stick his nose where it didn't belong, but he couldn't help the curiosity that came to knowing this woman. Tom felt his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline in confusion, but did not speak.

"His name is Xavier, he's my little brother." The actor felt his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline in confusion, but did not speak, not wanting to interrupt.

"Because of certain... issues at home, Xavy was has been put into my custody." A few mintues passed as Tom let everything sink in.

So, she's taking care of her brother.

She doesn't have a son?

Suddenly, Tom realised even if the boy, Xavier, was her son, he would have still wanted to get to know this woman.

How intriguing?

"That's awfully nice of you to take raise him until better circumstances." Tom said, not really knowing what to say.

Selena looked over to him and Tom had the sudden urge to slap himself.

What a ridiculous thing to say! He mentally yelled at himself.

Tom was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the ringing of laughter again, making him confused once again.

"Uhm?" Selena took a couple of seconds to collect herself, wiping a single tear from her eye.

"I'm sorry, it's just that-hahahaha! The way you said that-hahahahaha! Not really-hehehehe. Knowing what to say-hahahaha! It was so cute!" Not caring about his earlier confusion, Tom joined in on the laughter. The two sat like that for a couple minutes. Drinking in the warm sun, enjoying beautiful Summer day.

"How old is he?" Tom asked suddenly, pulling Selena out of whatever thought she was having.

"Xavier I mean. How old is he?" The young woman smiled in understanding, looking over to the small toddler playing in the sand box.

"He just turned 4 last month." She answered with a happy glint in her eyes from the pleasant memory it brought.

Tom looked over to Selena, studying her features-a need to speak the question that's been burning him since he first met her.

"How old are you?" Again, Selena looked over to him then off into the distance counting on her fingers, making sure her math is right. Mumbling a quiet 'mhm' to herself before answering.

"I'll be 22 next Thursday."

"June 26th?" Selena smiled and nodded before looking back to watch the young boy in the sand while Tom quietly stored that information away in his memory.

15 years apart, huh. Tom thought to himself.

That's not so bad. Tom paused, worry prickling into his thoughts.

I hope she doesn't think I'm too old for her...

"Your birthday passed already, hasn't it?" The girl asked, still not looking at him. Tom jerked at the question, overwhelmed with the feeling of dread suddenly.

How does she know?

Please don't say she looked him up. Tom mentally pleaded to God.

"I saw it from a post on Facebook as I was scrolling. February 2nd?" His nerves instantly calmed, the British man let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. Causing the young woman next to him to let out small chuckle into the back of her hand.

"9th, actually."

"Ooooh, so close!" They both shared another laugh as Tom was internally relieved that this intriguing woman wasn't one of those people that looked him up to know everything and anything about him.

They sat in silence once again before Tom found himself berating himself again. Trying to work up the courage again to ask the second question he found himself he was burdened with since their brief meeting. It took him a couple minutes to get the courage to speak, but he eventually did.

"Would you like to go out for coffee tomorrow?" His low voice jumping Selena from her daydreaming, sending chills up and down her spine. She quietly, cleared her throat to cover up her embarrassment.

"I, uh, actually have work all day. Then, I have to pick this little guy up, feed him, then put him to bed."

"How about the next day?"

"Same thing."

"Day after?"

Any day, Tom just wanted to see her again!

"I have Xavy all day." Feeling too rejected to ask again, Tom replied with a nod and made his way to get up. Feeling his disappointment, Selena made quick to catch his attention before he could leave.

"But I'm free this Thursday." Selena was pretty sure that the man before her got whiplash from how fast he turned his head to her. His smile shinning brighter than the sun.

"Thursday!-" Tom quickly calmed himself, not wanting to look too eager.

"Thursday sounds lovely." His smooth voice bringing heat to Selena's cheeks as she smiled and turned her head to hide her flushed face. She bit her bottom lip, not knowing it caused Tom's lower belly to tighten and suck in a breath, swallowing down the big lump in his throat.

Compose yourself Thomas!

The woman stood to collect her things, Tom following her example as she spoke.

"Great! I'll text you the deets after I put Xavy to bed tonight." Tom was about to voice how he never asked for her number, until he felt a piece of paper being shoved into his hand. He looked down to see beautfully written numbers. He guessed they were her digits as the Americans say. Tom looked down to the lithe woman in front of him. Him standing 6"2' and her reaching the middle of his sternum, he guessed she was at least under 5"5'. Since her clothes were a little tighter he could see beautiful curves. Her waist dipping in only for her wide hips to complete the full hour glass shape of her figure, leading down to thick thighs and small calves to Cinderella feet. Her bosom was not big, but they were not small either. Tom felt a smile tug at his lips.

How is she so perfect?

"It was very lovely meeting you Mr. Hiddleston. I can't wait for our coffee 'date'. However, I should probably get going. It's very late and I still need to feed Xav-speaking of which. Xavier! C'mon hunny time to go home!" Selena turned back to face Tom, and he instantly felt his heart thud happily against his chest.

"Text or call asap, kay? See ya soon!" With one final wave to the woman and child, Tom watched them go and headed towards his own home. He searched his pocket for the paper containing the girl's numbers and quickly save them to his cellular device sending a text right away like Selena asked.

He couldn't believe that he was going on a date with the woman that was plaguing his mind since he first laid eyes on her a month ago.

She called it a date!

He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, alerting that he got a text. As he put the keys in the lock, Tom pulled up the message and smiled. Shaking his head as he let out a low chuckle. This woman was going to be the death of him. He already knew it.

xx Hi :Dxx

Sorry for such a long wait and for a short chapter!

I need to think of where to go from here

Please writer I got the idea from don't hate me, I just couldn't think of another way for them to meet!

Anyway, please R&R!