‘What the hell do you think your doing?’ my sister yelled as I entered her room without knocking.

‘Looking for something’, I said not bothering with her pitiful glares and continued to tear her room apart looking for whatever it was that I was looking for.

‘Get Out!’ she screamed.

‘Found it’, I popped out of her wardrobe in triumphant surprise, ‘I shall leave you to your devices’, I added weirdly as I walked out of her room and across the hall into mine.

‘That didn’t take long’, Tom said as he sat on my window sill.

‘It wasn’t hard to find’, I said laughing as I shoved the floppy disc into my computer.

‘Bingo’, Tom said rushing from the window sill to the chair by my side.

‘A years worth of diary entries’, I whispered as I went through all the files.

‘Songs, Kitties pictures, Pink stuff, CLOSE IT DOWN WOMAN!’ he yelled as I screamed and clicked the red ‘X’ in the corner of the screen.

‘That was scary’, I said out of breath as he nodded is head in agreement to scared to say anything.

‘I suggest you give back that floppy disc, NOW, before we die of infestation’, Tom said weirdly as I laughed to break the tension.

‘I’m going, I’m going, believe me’, I said as I got up and headed out of my room and back into my sisters across the hall.

‘You’ve certainly made yourself at home’, I said noticing Tom on my bed reading my writing books.

‘Yes I have, thank-you for noticing’, he said as I laughed at him then sat back at my computer.

‘So what do you want to do today?’ I asked as I typed a few sentences, looked at him then looked back at the screen.

‘I don’t know, want to see what Helene and Rikke are doing, or go and annoy Tash and Daniel?’ Tom suggested as I laughed.

‘Helene and Rikke, I’m sure Tash and Daniel would want their privacy’, I said as I shut down my computer.

‘Ok, let’s go’, he said leaving my stories all over my bed as we headed out of my room and downstairs.

‘Mum, Me and tom are going to go and hang out Helene’s for awhile’, I shouted as I headed for the front door, ‘I’ll call you if we have a change of plans’, and we headed out the door with-out waiting for an answer.

‘Morning, Mrs. Hansen. Would Helene by any chance be home?’ I asked sweetly as she smiled.

‘Yes, come on in, she’s in her room with Rikke’, and we headed straight into Helene’s room.

‘Hey, what you guys doing?’ Tom asked as I sprawled out on Helene’s bed and he stood next to them.

‘Talking to Soren’, Rikke said as I started to whistle.

‘Helene still likes Soren, I thought that died off awhile ago?’ I said as Helene turned around and threw her pen at me.

‘F.Y.I I’m talking to his little brother’, she said as I laughed, got up and stood next to her.

‘Fine, I don’t care what you do’, I said as I raced Tom back to the bed.

‘Bumholio’, I said to him as he smiled smugly at me as he spread out on Helene’s bed.

‘So what did you want?’ she asked as she turned away from the screen.

‘We got bored at home so we came here, oh he’s waving’, I said as I indicated to the screen behind her.

‘He said: “I’m waving to the chick behind you and the guy on the bed”’, and I pulled Tom off the bed and whispered in his ear.

‘On the count of 3…1...2...3’, Tom said as we unzipped out pants and mooned the webcam. We pulled our pants up and turned around in time to see Andreas fall off his chair.

‘Ha ha, suffer’, I said as he got back up and gave us the finger.

‘Get out, both if you’, Helene laughed as Rikke waved.

‘We’re going, we’re going’, Tom said as we left Helene’s place and headed straight for Tash’s.

‘Natasha Mikkelsen’, we shouted as we threw little pebbles at her window.

‘What?’ she said angrily as she swung open her window, ‘Oh it’s you, come on up’, and we did.

‘Daniel, this is Tom’, I said as we got into the room to find Daniel seated next to Tash’s computer.

‘Hey mate’, Daniel said as Tom shook his hand.

‘Tash?’ I said as she smiled.

‘Tom gets the bed this time’, she said as I gaped at her.

‘Evil’, I said as she laughed.

‘Ha ha, you can talk to Helene’, she said as she sat on Daniels lap. I sat myself in her chair and read what was on the screen in front of me. I continued to type away until I heard sucking noises. Tash and Daniel were kissing and I could see tom behind them trying not to laugh. I grabbed his hand and ran out of the house only to fall over laughing.

‘It doesn’t seem like anyone wants us today’, Tom said happily as I walked down the street, him beside me.

‘I’m sure your friend Daniel would want us’, I said as he smiled.

‘Daniels out with Clarissa today’, Tom replied as I kicked a rock in frustration.

‘There has to be some-one that wants us’, I said as we walked into Walliston Deli.

‘Drink?’ Tom offered as I nodded and grabbed a Gatorade and placed it on the counter.

‘Let’s just go to my place, I’m sure mum won’t mind’, Tom suggested as I smiled and nodded, taking a sip of my drink.

‘Ok, I haven’t seen your mum in ages’; I said as he snatched the drink away from me and took a sip.

‘Well let’s go’, he said as he started running but stopped as he tripped over.

‘Yes, let’s’, I said laughing my ass off as I went and helped him up.

‘This is said to no-one’, he said simply as I laughed harder.

‘Fair enough, it’s no hair of my head’, I said indicating to his hair line as he hand scraped it and taken some hair out. As soon as I pointed it out, it started to bleed, a lot.

‘Shit’, he shouted as I took off my baggy jumper, ripped it and placed a piece over the deep gash in his fore-head, ‘Double shit, that was your Linkin Park jumper’.

‘Who cares, I’m sure I can come up with another $200 somewhere along the line’, I said as he laughed a little and winked as he indicated to what I was left wearing. My baggy Linkin Park jeans, but what I hadn’t realized was that I only had a tank-top on, so that I was revealing cleavage to everybody, and that certainly was not me.

‘Shit, quick your house isn’t that far away’, I said as I started pushing him to walk, but him being him, decided to let me suffer and stood where he was.

‘Evil’, I said as I started to head home.

‘I was just having some fun, come back he’, said as I turned around and he game me his jumper to put on, ‘you do realize that I’m now going to freeze?’

‘Fine have your jumper back’, I said taking off the baggy jumper and throwing it at him, then picking up my ripped jumper and tying it around my waist.

‘Come here’, he said hugging me as we awkwardly walked to his house.

‘What are you 2 doing?’ Tom’s brother Chris said as we walked in the door, Tom not uncovering me, just incase his brother went weird. I pushed tom’s arms aside and saw Chris’s face light up.

‘See now why?’ I said as we rushed up stairs into Tom’s room.

‘Atleast he didn’t try to jump on you, like last time you got out of the pool’, Tom added thoughtfully as I jumped on his bed while he started up his computer.

‘True, but it was…weird’, I said as I got off his bed and went to his wardrobe, as I went to open he jumped in front of me.

‘Don’t’, he said as I stepped back and he got out a shirt for me.

‘What are you hiding from me?’ I asked getting angry.

‘Nothing, well I am, but I’ll tell you when the time comes’, and we left it at that.

A few hours passed and it was 6pm.

‘Shit, I have to call my mum to come pick me up’, I said just as Tom’s mum called us down to dinner, ‘Ok I guess I’m staying’.

‘Hey James’, Everybody said as we stepped into the dining room.

‘Hey’, I said as I sat down the other end of the table.

‘Am I non-excitant?’ Tom said half heartedly.

‘Oh, hey little bro’, Chris, John and Ashley said as his mother gave him a kiss on the head.

‘James, prayers’, Sharon (Tom’s Mum) said as she winked at me.

‘2, 4, 6, 8 dig in, don’t wait’, and everybody said Amen as they all started to eat.

‘Yes, I’ll tell her’, Sharon said sadly as me and Tom tip-toed back up the stairs.

‘There’s only 1 her in this room’, I said depressingly as I sat on tom’s bed.

‘Jaimee?’ Sharon said tapping on the door.

‘Yes?’ I answered trying to sound happy.

‘May I please talk to you in the other room?’ she asked as I got up looked at tom then headed after Sharon.

‘So?’ I said half heartedly as she took my hands.

‘Um, there’s no other way to say this…’ she started off and I knew it, something had happened to my parents, that’s what always followed those words in a movie, ‘…Your parents…’ I knew it, I knew it, my parents are dead, ‘…Are…’ yep here we go, she’s being nice, and then she’s going to lower the big bomb, ‘…Dead’. I got up and ran. The only thing I knew how to do. I got up, ran out the door, down the stairs and through the front door.

‘Jaimee’, I heard Tom yell, I knew he was listening I heard him at the door just before Sharon lowered the bomb, ‘Jaimee…Wait up’. I ran all the way passed Walliston Deli all the way to our old primary school. I reached the sand surrounding the play ground and I collapsed onto my knee’s crying.

‘Tom…don’t’, I said through sobs as he knelt beside me.

‘Come here’, it wasn’t a request, it was an order, and I knew it to as he pulled me close to his chest.

‘There dead, Tom, both of them, they’re turning up daisy’s to the high heavens’, I said as I cried harder.

‘Calm down…Sh…calm down’, he said rocking back and forwards slightly. And at that moment…it started to rain.

‘Shit’, I said laughing as Tom fell backwards with my burst of Joy.

‘Quick change of emotion’, he said as I got up and ran into the middle of the oval and stood there, arms out, head facing up, eyes closed and clothes soaking wet.

‘The swimming pool, everybody would’ve left by now’, I shouted as he joined me. He smiled widely and started laughing as we ran for the town swimming pool. I reached it first as I took of the shirt Tom leant me and my baggy pants and dived in, tom did the same and we were soon diving off the diving boards and splashing each other.

‘Favorite band?’ I asked him as we warmed out clothes by the pool fire heater thing in the canteen. We were playing Truth or a Lie.

‘Korn’, he said smiling smugly.

‘Liar’, I said as he laughed.

‘Nope, I’ve changed from System of a down to Korn’, he said, and I laughed as I gave him 1 of my Mar’s bar’s.

‘Favorite Bra brand?’ he said winking at me.

‘Hey, no fair, I’m wearing my bra brand’, I said as he laughed and asked me again, ‘fine, Shanka’.

‘Not a lie’, he said as he kept his chocolates.

‘Fine, Favorite clothing brand?’ I asked. I knew this 1.

‘Jordan’, he said simply.

‘Not a lie’, I said and he threw a wrapper at me, ‘Evil’.

‘Someone’s coming’, Tom whispered as loud footsteps could be heard. We grabbed our clothes, chocolates and shoes and dived out the open window and shut it just before the owner of the footsteps entered. Tom indicated for us to go, but I was to busy staring at the man inside the canteen. He looked like a body guard.

‘Tom…Master Tom…Mother has requested you be home right now’, and that’s when tom grabbed my arm and dragged me through the hole in the fence.

‘Jaimee, don’t’ he said as we bolted down the streets in all our underwear all the way back to Tom’s bedroom window. We climbed up the wall and darted straight into Tom’s bedroom window as a car pulled up.

‘Get dressed’, I said to him as we both rushed to his closet we opened a door each. He started rummaging through but I stopped and stepped back, hands over my mouth.

‘What?’ he asked me as he followed me back and rested his hands on my shoulders.

‘You ARE the actor Tom Felton’, I said, barely audible though.

‘Jaimee…I’m sorry’, he said as I shook off his grip and headed back for the window, not daring to take my gaze off of him.

‘Really?’ I said half heartedly but knew things wouldn’t be the same.

‘Hmm’, he said as my back collided with the window sill, ‘Just, get some clothes on before you go running away, please’, he said taking my shoulder lightly and steering me towards the wardrobe.

‘So…’ I said starting to gather my courage, ‘you really wore these to premiere’s?’

‘Yeah’, he said picking out a particular outfit, ‘This is my favorite’. It was the one he was in when he was with Melissa.

‘My favorite was…’ I reached into the wardrobe and picked out his white suit, with the white shirt, ‘…this’.

‘So you know my clothes, Eh?’ he questioned one eyebrow raised.

‘A good thing you haven’t been on my computer then’, I said hastily as he laughed and put the 2 outfits back.

‘Fair enough’, he said as he gave me another shirt and a pair of jeans, ‘Here, and you can keep them’.

‘I don’t want to keep them’, I said sadly as I slipped them on.

‘Still going to run from me?’ he said hopefully wishing I said no.

‘No point, your mum thinks I’m staying the night and my mu…’ and that’s when it hit me. The whole reason why we had been running around was because my parents had died. Tom sensed I was going to cry again so he gave me the biggest and longest hug he could ever manage.

‘Here’, he handed me a pair of boxers. I got dressed and he made his bed so I could get into it.

‘Thanks’, I whispered as I snuggled up with the doona and fell straight to sleep.