Family Room Tears

                                    

                                          
>       (Not everything in this chapter/story is true of course, it's just a fan fiction)
                          
I woke up to the feeling of someone moving my feet towards the floor and helping me sit up but still letting my head drop onto the couch cushions.
                          
     "Good morning CJ, I made more tea."
                          
        It sounded like a tired, British, voice so it must've been Tom. And it was him. I slowly opened my eyes to see the TV screen playing the movie 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.'
                          
      "How did you know this was my favorite movie?" I said groggily, trying to sit up, and grab my glasses.
                          
       He smiled and said, "I have my ways. My ways are seeing all of your Harry Potter drawings and Flags in your room."
                          
        "Hah you punk." We both laughed at my comment but then I remembered the voicemail from last night.
                          
        "Hey.. Tom I have kind of a weird and random question for you."
                          
        "Ask away."
                          
        "Well, I got a call last night night and it referenced Tessa, Patri- Paddy, and Harrison.. but instead of calling him Harrison, the dude called him, and I quote, "Special little boyfriend." Is it true you're dating?"
                          
        He looked as though he just saw  someone get murdered while being tied up and being forced to watch.
        "Uhh.. umm.. I- I- I...."
                          
        "It's ok, you don't have to answer it I was just curious."
                          
        "No- no.. it's fine... bu- but- oh lord... yes... I- W- We are- We are dating.. that's wh- why I'm so worr- worried about the.. them." After he said this he stared tearing up. Then, after a while Tom just exploded, I felt so bad for him. I mean, if I hadn't been in the movie with him I still would've felt bad of course, I'm not soulless, but not as bad as I do now. Because I understand how he's feeling, I lost my mom, dad, brother, and I haven't talked to my sister in about 5 years.
                          
        "I understand how you feel, I lost my mom, dad, and brother and I haven't talked to my sister in about 5-6 years."
                          
          He just kept crying, I don't know if he was listening or not, but I still wanted to be there for him.
                          
         "Do you want me to leave the room so you can collect your thoughts? It's not a big deal I can leave if you wa-" 
                          
         "No. No please stay, I don't like to be alone when I'm having a hard time."
                          
         "Ok." I was kind of surprised by his answer because, Tom Holland, SpiderMan, and the man of many other awesome roles, was crying, in my living room! This made me feel even worse because a generally happy, excited, man was crying.