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?


3. Chapter 3

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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The Elephant and The Boat:

Chapter 3:

A/N: Thankyou all so much for the lovely sweet messages I cant thankyou all enough. This chapter includes a tinsy tiny little bit of smut. I dont know what came over me. Hope you enjoy. Lots of love. 


After that day everything changed, just like they both knew it would.


He called and text her everyday like he promised he would, letting her know that he missed her and that it wasn’t the same without her. Telling her that he missed going to the zoo and cuddling up to her on the sofa and watching Breakfast at Tiffany’s with her. He told her about the friends he had made including Eddie Redymane who would later become one of his closest friends and Dominic Cooper amongst others. He insisted that no one would ever replace her and that she would always be his best friend, but deep down she knew she wasn’t. They had started to grow apart and both knew it.


The everyday texts and phone calls soon turned into once a week and then once a month and then barely at all. The only exception was when he invited her up to his new home in Oxford for the summer when he was home from school, but even then she could see how different he was and how much he and everything had changed. He looked different, older and acted different too. He told her that he had appeared in a few of the school plays and he knew that acting was his calling. He then asked about her new school and if she made any new friends. She replied saying it was quite without him and that no one could replace him. He smiled a small smile before dismissing the conversation and asking about what she wanted to after school. She told him she was looking into studying music to fulfil a career as a singer. The conversation was dropped after that and the rest of the day, the summer infact was spent with Tom talking about Eton and his new friends and Jenni helping him rehearse for his next play. Nothing about their childhood was mentioned. When she tried to mention it he stopped her and changed the subject. That hurt. It was as though those memories weren’t important to him anymore, atleast not as important as they were to her.


She used to enjoy summers with Tom, but since he’d moved away and gone to Eton it seemed he was no longer her Tommy, no longer her best friend who she spent those five years of her childhood with.


It was like she wasn’t as important as his new school, friends and acting career were anymore. It saddened her to think she had lost her best friend all because he had moved away and went to a posh private school. It saddened her even more to think that no matter how he felt about her, no matter how much he didn’t seem to care or have time for her anymore, he would still be the most important person in her life, the person who saved her, her best friend, her Tommy. It broke her heart to think she would never get over that. No matter what happened she would always be there for him.


She was just starting to think he no longer needed her and wouldn’t be part of her life anymore when the phone call came, the phone call that broke Tom completely, his mum and dad getting a divorce.


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It was early evening in November when Jenni got the call from Tom. She was in her room writing an essay on Romeo and Juliet when the familiar notes of Moon River signalling that her phone was ringing distracted her from her inspiration to write her essay. She had always liked English but Shakespeare not so much; she just didn’t understand the language. Tom tried to explain it to her once but she still didn’t understand. Speaking of the devil, or rather thinking of the devil his picture appeared on her screen signalling the incoming call from her best friend. A picture of him taken a few years ago one summer in her back garden, sunglasses on and a goofy lopsided grin on his face. She smiled thinking about it.


She thought about not answering, especially as he hadn’t called her in ages, but no matter what happened he would always be her best friend.


She picked up the phone holding it to her ear whilst she finished writing.


“Hey Jenni” he tried to sound happy, like he always did when he used to speak to her, but deep down he was hurting like hell. He felt like his heart had been shattered.

“Hi Tom” she replied. She wanted to be angry with him. Angry for not speaking to him in months but as soon as she heard his voice a small smile broke out on her face. “How are you?”

“I’m...” he thought for a moment. Don’t tell her yet, ask how she is first. “I’m great, Jen, how are you?”


“What are you up to?”

“Just doing English homework, an essay on Romeo and Juliet. I wish you were hear, I never understood Shakespeare” the words were out of her mouth before she even realised what she was saying. Tom didn’t speak for what seemed like ages.

“Tom, you there?”

“Jen...” his voice broke as if he were crying. She knew then that something must be seriously wrong.

“Tom. Tommy, what’s the matter?”

“Oh, Jen” in that moment he broke down, shaky breathing and sobs coming from the other end of the line, from her best friend. She wished in that moment that she could be there with him, calm him down. But she couldn’t. She let him cry down the phone to her comforting him, asking what was wrong.

“Tommy. Tommy, what’s the matter? What’s happened?”

“It’s…It`s..Mum...and... Dad…Jen” he replied between sobs.

“What about them, Tom? Are they ok?” the line went silent again.


“They’re…getting…a…divorce” he choked.


Now it was Jenni`s turn to be silent. Divorce? Dianna and James Hiddleston? Her second family. It couldn’t be. She felt the need to cry too but she wasn’t sure why, either way she stayed strong for Tom’s sake.


“But why?”

“I...I don’t know. Apparently they had been arguing ever since I left to go back to Eton after the summer. I can’t help but think it’s my fault, Jen. I feel so guilty. I wish I had never left, left the house, left school, left you, my best friend. Jen, I miss you. I’m sorry I’ve been such a tit to you since moving away. The truth is I still need you. I love you. I miss my best friend, Jenni. I miss you. I don’t want to grow up, I’m scared. He began crying again.

“Shh, Tommy, shh its okay. I’m here. I’m always here”

“But... but you’re not, Jen. You’re not here with me. I need to see you. I need you, Jen. I need my best friend. When can I see you?”


She said that she would ask her mum if he could come and stay one weekend when he was home from school and that she would let him know tomorrow. The pair continued to talk on the phone for the rest of the evening, Jenni`s homework long forgotten, her best friend needed her, he was more important to her than her English homework, even if he shouldn’t be. He was, he was her whole world.


They talked about old times and everyday then spent together until they both fell asleep listening to the others voice and breathing. Jenni hugged Ellie so close to her that night, really wishing that she was hugging Tom, they both needed to hold the other. Tom went to sleep hugging his photo of the two of them by his bedside listening to her beautiful voice lull him into a restless sleep.


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Dianna had rung Helen as soon as she could letting her know the news and asked if Tom could come and see Jenni for the weekend next time he was home from school, a familiar friend from home whilst she sorted everything out with James. Helen agreed saying how lovely it would be for both to see each other again. They decided on the weekend coming, the sooner the better before hanging up.


Dianna dropped him off a few days later. Jenni was at the door waiting with open arms for her best friend. Her Tommy. He ran straight into her embrace not wanting to let go. He had missed her so much. Her embrace, her beautiful face, her laugh, the way his hand fit in his. Everything.


She led him into the kitchen for a drink of orange squash and homemade cookies made by Helen before deciding that they needed fresh air rather than being cooped up on a Saturday afternoon despite the cold.


It may have been November but it didn’t stop them from going out. Both got wrapped up warm in hats, scarfs and coats, before retiring to the park along the road. It was there, on the swings, that Tom told his best friend, his Jenni, everything. She listened and nodded when appropriate and held him when he cried. He let it all out on her, all his fears, everything. He was the only one he could tell anything too without being judged.


As much as it hurt her to feel and hear the pain Tom was going through she was happy that he still trusted her enough and would still go to her if and when he needed her, atleast for now.


That night, once Helen had gone to bed, Tom snuck upstairs from his bed on the sofa into Jenni`s room. They held each other just like they used to, listening to the others heartbeat and falling asleep in each others arms.


At around 5am Tom crept out of Jenni`s room giving her a kiss on the forehead and going back downstairs to the sofa. It was nice to be back in a familiar house.


The next day was spent much as the last. The morning spent going swimming at the local pool and the afternoon spent cuddled up on the sofa watching films, Jurassic Park and Jaws and ofcourse the classic Breakfast at Tiffany’s amongst a few others.


The evening was the same as before, Tom sneaking into Jenni`s room and cuddling with her. She liked the feeling of his body against hers, she felt safe. He felt safe in her arms too. He didn’t want to be anywhere else; he wanted to stay here, in her embrace, in her bed, in her room filled with posters of her favourite films, with his best friend, his Jen.


Tom had begun to enjoy school but now he came home he didn’t want to go back. It was nice having a girl around, it was nice having Jen around. Being surrounded by boys all day soon got tiring, he longed for some normal conversation rather than the same old about which actresses were considered `fit` and all the talk of football.


Morning come too quickly. The thought of leaving her all over again, especially with everything that was happening at home. He wanted to stay here, until everything blew over, until his parents made up, he wanted to stay here, period. He didn’t want to leave her again but he knew he had to, his dad would never forgive him, especially as the main reason they had moved to Oxford in the first place was because of the new job he had been offered. Eton just seemed an appropriate school for Tom to go to with it being so near.


Jenni woke in the familiar arms of her best friend. He smiled down at her placing a stand of hair behind her air and kissing her forehead. She smiled back even though she knew today would be the same as the day he left her two months ago. She had gotten so used to being with him the past few days that the thought of him going back again not knowing when she would speak to him again broke her heart. He had only been back a few days and he was already leaving again. She wanted him to stay with her until everything got sorted, she didn’t want him going back when he didn’t feel ready.


She knew there was no point in arguing with him though, as she knew that neither his mum nor dad would be happy if he didn’t go back, especially considering how much money they were spending on his education.


“What time do you leave?”

“Mums coming to pick me up about five as I’ve got to go back to school tomorrow.” She sighed.

“I just want you to stay. Two months was enough without you.

“It doesn’t change anything, Jen”

“Don’t give me that, Tommy. You know it does, you proved that a few months ago.”

“Jen, please, lets not argue. I don’t want to spend my last few hours with you arguing.”




He picked Ellie the elephant up off the floor and began tickling Jenni with her. “Tommy…Tommy stop…stop” she said between giggles.

“Why is she on the floor? I bought her for you and she ends up on the floor” he faked hurt.

“Because the real thing was here. As much as I love Ellie, I still prefer hugging you. There’s something better about hugging you than my elephant.” He smiled.


He was so close to her that he could smell her breathe on his face. If she leaned up to him their lips would be touching. He couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to touch his lips to hers again. He seemed to think about the kiss they shared a lot whilst he was away. Maybe it was because he missed his best friend, or maybe it was because he was starting to think of her as more than his best friend and more of a girlfriend, his wife even. He could imagine them having their own house, in the countryside where they could maybe have a little farm, with horses and pigs. Ofcourse, this was just a fantasy. They were too young to be thinking about all of that. Weren’t they?


Jenni kept her gaze on Tom. He looked lost in thought; she couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking about. His lips looked so soft. She wanted to lean up and brush her lips against his. She didn’t, no matter how much she wanted to, she didn’t want to make things complicated. He needed her as a friend and nothing else. Presides they were too young to think about that sort of stuff.


He leaned in closer, just as she leant up their lips a mere few inches apart. He stroked her cheek looking into her eyes. They seemed a brighter blue than normal, just as his looked darker. They inched closer…closer…closer until there lips touched briefly in a soft kiss. A friendly kiss? Yes, a friendly kiss. Both would have gone further if they didn’t want to wreck their friendship. They were both so important to each other that they didn’t want to ruin that. I mean look at Tom’s parents. Married for thirty years and now they were suddenly getting a divorce. The friends continued to look into each others eyes.

“I love you, Jen”

“I love you too, Tommy” their lips brushed again. Firmer this time yet still soft. It felt different. New. Right. They needed to stop, they couldn’t ruin their friendship no matter how good it felt to feel the others lips on their own. They continued to kiss. Toms tongue licking along her bottom lips asking for entrance. She obliged and their tongues battled with each other. He was soon on top of her intertwining his hands with hers, kissing her with as much passion as he could muster. He needed to stop. He needed her as his friend, but he also wanted her to be his. She wasn’t stopping him either, she was enjoying the feeling of his lips on hers and her body pressed against his as much as he was, so much so that a moan escaped her lips. A quite content noise in the back of her throat. This only egged him on more and he started to grind against her. 



“Tommy… stop…we…need…to… stop” She told him punctuating each one with a kiss. Tom placed his forehead against Jenni`s kissing her there.


“I’m so sorry, Jen I got carried away.” She giggled looking down to see that he was a bit excited to say the least. He looked down at what she was laughing at and blushed bright red.

“Oh god, Jen, erm... I don’t know what to say I’m so sorry.”


Jenni couldn’t stop laughing. “Jen, it’s…it’s not funny. I’m so embarrassed” a knock on the door bought her laughing to a standstill. “Jen, are you up? Is Tom in there with you, it’s just he’s not on the sofa. He didn’t sleep in there with you, did he Jen? Because I mean it if I find out he did you’ll be in serious trouble.”


Tom looked at Jenni just as she looked at him.

“Morning mum. Yes we’re both up and yes he’s in here with me. No, he didn’t sleep in here with me last night, he came in earlier this morning and we’ve been sat talking.” He raised his eyebrow at her. She tried not to giggle. 

“There’s breakfast downstairs when you want it. Also, Dianna rang and she’s coming to pick Tom up at twelve due to James wanting the car.”

“Ok, mum” with that she was gone. They both sighed knowing that there time together was ending for a while. It was now eleven; the hour would soon role round.


Once Helen was back downstairs Tom stole one last look at Jenni before excusing himself to the loo to take care of his little problem. Jenni`s face went bright red. Now what did she do? They’ve just made their friendship awkward and the annoying thing was, she enjoyed kissing him. Was that normal? Was you meant to feel that way towards your best friend? Was it even allowed? She pushed the thought to the back of her mind. This wasn’t something to think about now, she could think about it when she was alone. She only hoped he didn’t bring it up. They’d face it again when they came to it, if they came to it. Which deep down, she hoped they did.


Tom came back in a few minutes later dressed in a pair of dark jeans, converse and a white button down shirt and black blazer over the top. His hair was less curly than normal; it seemed to have begun to calm down which he was grateful for.


He walked back into the room. Jenni was now dressed in jeans and grey jumper. He smiled at her. She smiled back. Neither bought up the conversation to what happened prior Jenni`s mum knocking on the door. They didn’t want to make it awkward. Too late for that. They brushed it aside going back to thinking as the other as just their best friend. He kissed her forehead just like always. She bought him into an embrace rubbing his back.


A car horn tooted far too soon. They’re weekend was over already and it had only been two days. He left her two months ago, came to visit her for the weekend and then was leaving again. She didn’t want to think what would happen if they gave into their feelings in the future. She didn’t know how she would cope with him being away from her filming for months on end.


This was it. His weekend with Jen was over. Now it was back to reality, back to school, back to his home which didn’t even feel like his home since his best friend wasn’t with him and his parents were divorcing. This term was going to be tough for him, he just knew it. He promised himself he was going to throw himself into his plays when he got back, he needed to escape from what would be happening at home, and indeed his feelings for Jenni. He didn’t regret kissing her, far from it; he regretted that their relationship had indeed changed. He needed to push those feelings aside and not think about her at all, not in that way, atleast not till he was back in the privacy of his own dorm.


The pair embraced at the door, him kissing her forehead and he his cheek just like they had so many times before.


As the car drove away she felt more alone and confused than ever.



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