For the past four months you had been working on set with Tom as his personal assistant and honestly you were regretting it now...

Of course all of Hollywood loved Tom, what was there not to love? He was charming, funny and in all fairness to him he was absolutely gorgeous hell anyone who hated him would probably still agree with you on that fact, he was muscular as hell and had gorgeous blue eyes and not to mention the fact his voice would make anyone fold instantly, he knew he was gorgeous and by God he knew how to flaunt it and how to use it to his advantage.

Unfortunately those tactics didn't work on you anymore, gorgeous as he was, Tom was still one of the most insufferable people you had ever had the displeasure of working with once you got to know him. He was rude, narcissistic, arrogant and not to mention that you could've sworn he didn't even have one brain cell in that pretty head of his and if he did well...it was definitely working overtime.

And why would you accept the job in the first place then? Well, that was because before you had properly got to learn how Tom really was you were just like any other fan girl, obsessing over him, you thought he was like God on earth hell to you and likely thousands of other women and men he may as well have been, clearly the media never showed how much of an asshole Tom actually was, despite working with him for four months so far he still could barely remember your name to him you were just 'assistant girl', very creative.

After a long day on set for Tom's newest movie he was staring in, metalstorm (especially for you dealing with Tom's random, nonsensical orders) you had been invited out with the rest of the cast by the director Jodie to head into the city and do some karaoke just for a bit of fun to unwind, of course you were pretty happy to go, the rest of the cast to you were like family but Jodie had also told you to ask Tom...part of you didnt want to but part of you knew if you didnt ask and he found out you'd never hear the end of it.

And so like a good assistant you asked him. You went into his trailer only to find him high off his tits, joint in hand, his head resting on the back of his seat. Nonetheless, you asked him and you were met with.

"Does it look like I wanna fucking go?"

Pure relief washed over you at his words, thank God he wouldn't be there. And so you head off with the rest of the crew.

The karaoke bar was a pretty nice one in the city and you were quite enjoying your time there, despite the awful singing especially without Tom there. You were sitting next to Jodie simply chatting when the room burst into cheer...you turned in your seat only to see where the cheers were directed at...Tom.

"He said he wasn't coming!" You whispered to Jodie, annoyance washing over you as Tom stepped onto the stage, the crowd going wild, he still looked pretty high those shades couldn't even hide that and then it only got worse.

"Assistant girl, babe, get up here!" Tom said into the microphone, pointing at you through the crowd, your heart practically dropped out of your arse, the last thing you wanted to do was Karaoke with fucking Tom Ryder of all people but you knew if you didn't go up there Tom would definitely never let it go.