The Elephant and The Boat-A Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction


Jenni and Tom have been friends since childhood. They spent every waking moment together from the ages of seven to thirteen. When Tom moves to Oxford to attend Eton College everything changes. Ten years later they meet again, will they remain friends or will their relationship turn into something more?

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4. Chapter 4

The Elephant and The Boat:

Jenni and Tom have been friends since childhood. They spent every waking moment together from the ages of seven to thirteen. When Tom moves to Oxford to attend Eton College everything changes. Ten years later they meet again, will they remain friends or will their relationship turn into something more?

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A/N: I`m overwhelmed by how many lovely messages I`ve received for this fan fiction You all inspire me to keep writing it even though to begin with I didn't believe in it so thank-you. A bit more flashback and the story will begin to get properly started in the next chapter. Thankyou again. Lots of love. <3

The Elephant and The Boat

Chapter 4:

 

Everything changed completely after that. They didn’t talk for months on end. She assumed it was because he was busy with school, but deep down she knew it was because of the kiss they shared the last time he came to see her, six months ago now. He sent her the odd text here and there but that was it.

 

She kept herself busy with school trying not to think about him, but in the evenings as soon as she got home and saw Ellie sitting on her bed he was the only person she thought about.

 

Tom was no different. He too was busy with school but as soon as he got back to his dorm after classes and looked at the photo of them on his bedside he thought about it. About her. About that weekend and the kiss they shared six months ago. He hadn’t spoken to her for six whole months. His best friend, his Jen. Everyday was torture but he couldn’t face talking to her because he didn’t want to bring it up. She hadn’t tried to contact him either though. He knew he shouldn’t have kissed her. The moment their lips touched he knew, they both knew that they’re friendship had changed. The only way he thought about not having to bring it up would be if he didn’t talk to her at all, just the odd text here and there. He couldn’t bare to loose her all together, even though it felt like he already had with not talking to her everyday like he used to.

 

More months passed with no phone calls or texts. He promised it wouldn’t happen again, but it had. He had stopped contacting her all together and she knew it was all because of that weekend. She missed him but she couldn’t contact him without wanting so badly to bring up the conversation both knew needed to be faced. Instead no contact was made at all.

 

She removed Ellie from her room all together, she needed to accept that he wouldn’t be part of her life anymore, all because they mucked it up and Ellie reminded her of him too much, all the memories they shared, just him, her best friend, her Tommy and she couldn’t bare the thought of cuddling up to her anymore reminding her of Tom holding her when she knew he wouldn’t do that anymore. It upset her but she couldn’t bare it anymore.

 

Tom went from cuddling the photo frame that held the photo of both him and Jenni, to putting it back on his bedside, then turning it round, then having it faced down before finally giving in and talking the photo out completely, tucking it in a photo album, replacing it with a family photo, a photo of himself with his mum, dad and two sisters before everything changed.

 

Things still hadn’t improved; his mum and dad got a divorce. Dianna moved to London whilst James stayed in Oxford for his new job.Therfore, when Tom went home on the weekends, which wasn’t very often he went to his dads. He threw himself into acting just like he promised himself he would despite his dad’s wishes.

 

James didn’t seem convinced. He knew his son enjoyed doing impressions when he was growing up, but as he grew older he didn’t understand why Tom wanted to fufill a career in acting, especially when he and his mother were paying a fortune for him to have a proper education. He didn’t understand why Tom wanted to waste his life, dressing up and becoming different people when he could have a proper career, become a lawyer or a banker. James didn’t see acting as a `real career` having come from a strong, Presbyterian Scottish work class stock. This annoyed Tom but he continued anyway, he wanted to be happy and acting was one of the only things that made him happy.

 

Years began to pass between the two friends. They still sent birthday and Christmas cards but that was it. All those birthdays and Christmases they had spent together, with each others families, all that changed in an instant. All because of a kiss.

 

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Tom continued at Eton until he was eighteen acting in a production of Journey’s End, an RC Sheriff play about World War 1 at the Edinburgh Festival. His mother had always supported his passion and love of both film and acting and took him to the Royal Shakespeare Company at Stratford and to see art house films at the local cinema. It wasn’t until he was in Journey’s End that his family and close friends began to take him seriously and believe that he could actually do this as a career if he wanted to.

 

He then went on to study classics at Pembroke College at Cambridge University graduating with a double first before getting accepted into RADA, The Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts.

 

He longed to tell Jenni that he was getting closer to becoming an actor; he longed to talk to his best friend and fill her in on what was going on in his life aswell as finding out what she was up to. Tom missed her more than ever in that moment. He wanted her to tell him how proud she was of him. How much she missed him, how much she still cared for him. How much she still loved him.

 

 He still loved her, he still missed her, and there wasn’t a day he didn’t think about her, about the kiss they shared, about the feel of his lips on hers, the way she always called him Tommy. She was the only one he would let call him that. She was his Tommy. He went to pick up the phone on more than one occasion when he got accepted wanting to tell her the news, but he didn’t. Instead he wrote her numerous letters, emails and texts that never got sent.

 

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Jenni finished secondary school, getting excellent grades within her GCSEs and A-Levels before getting accepted into college, where she studied Musical Theatre for two years until she was eighteen.

 

She was now in her final year of studying a BA Honours Degree in Vocals at The Institution of Contemporary Music Performance, singing at clubs and open mic nights trying to get her big break, whilst waitressing in a restaurant and at parties in her spare time to earn her rent.

 

It was whilst waitressing, there on a posh cruise ship with a boat full of famous celebrities sailing round an island just outside London where she saw him. Her Tommy, her best friend who she hadn’t seen or heard from in ten years. 

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