Tom Ryder was called many things, hottest man alive, most amazing and daring actor, the biggest action star on the planet or atleast that's what he liked to think, the only part that was true about that was how famous he was and the fact he was very good looking in reality Tom was basically a big baby, irresponsible, annoying just a huge man-child, an idiot stuck in a sexy body, but despite all that, part of you had a very deep soft spot for him...

Tom was constantly throwing parties whatever the occasion no matter how big or small hell he'd just throw a party if he felt like it to be honest, as said, he was irresponsible as all hell but that was part of his charm in a way. Tom would throw parties wherever, whether it be at his own house, in random hotel rooms anywhere he could get his hands on he'd throw a party there, he had the money so why not blow it? Honestly he really had no concept of money at this point, one, he was an idiot and really has no idea of what was essential and what was not and two, if he wasn't spending money on parties it'd probably be on drugs...but to be fair he still spent his money on drugs parties or not, the man was basically a mess in short.

You had been cast on a new movie where you played the main character of course alongside Tom and Tom had very, very quickly taken a liking to you, probably because you were the only one willing to put up with his shit for longer than five minutes, in the week he had known you he had grown quite attached to you, he was like some sort of parasite although you didn't seem to mind.

You had been invited to one of these aforementioned parties, the invitation wrote that it was a welcome party for you since you were new to the already established set considering that originally someone else was going to play your role...and you knew damn well that the party would be filled with drinking, weed and god knows what else, let's be honest, but nonetheless it was still a welcome party and there was no way Tom was not going to miss an opportunity to throw a party.

At first, you had been hesitant, but...what's the worst that could happen, right? Tom was an idiot and was practically harmless by himself, so you decided to go. Tom was holding the party in his dock house, and of course, he had invited EVERYONE you could think of even people who weren't even on set just random people, Tom probably didn't even know half the people there either since he let anyone bring whoever they wanted, so it was really busy and loud as all hell.

You socialised a bit, had a drink or two but after about twenty minutes or you wound up just standing in the corner by yourself, you were a popular actress sure but this whole partying thing wasn't really up your alley.

What didn't help is that hadn't actually seen Tom yet in the sea of people it was that busy, and seeing him was probably the only thing that kept you from just leaving, you couldn't just show up to his party and not say hello, right? For a while you found yourself zoning out but admist your day dreams you were snapped out of it by the sound of your name.

"Y/N, BABE!"

Tom called out, stumbling over to you, his eyes bloodshot red and completely glazed over, he looked like he had been to hell and back.

"Where the hell have you been? I've been looking for you all night!"

he gave you a bump on the hip, accidentally spilling some of the drink he was holding in his hand as he did so. He gave you a lopsided smile his movie star teeth on full display, his aviators being lop sided too...his blonde hair was scruffy as hell and you couldn't help but notice that he was dressed WAY too comfortably, he was only wearing his striped bathrobe and a pair of yellow pants, he hadn't even bothered to put a shirt on beneath it or anything...but hey that was Tom for you.

"You havin' fun???"

he shouted over the blaring music with the same smile wrapping an arm around your shoulder, his eyes gleaming with excitement just at the fact he had stumbled across you.