Gemma

The next morning my alarm went off at 6am. I sat up in bed and took a deep breath. Just don't look at any social media today. Thats what I told myself and it was the first thing I did. Which led me to make myself throw up for the next hour before I went to set for costumes.

It wasn't just my nerves, the last few months I found myself developing a really unhealthy relationship with food. It was all the bikinis I had to wear on the show and being Chase's girlfriend. It was such bullshit how perfect it looked on social media. When I can tell you first hand it never was... not even close. In fact I know I held on way to long. Now I am standing here in the mirror looking at myself and picking myself apart. I walked out of my room the same time Tom was walking out. I had a panic attack realizing he probably heard me throwing up. Maybe I could play it off as first movie jitters.

"Morning, want to head to set together? I think we're filming together first thing." He said as he looked at me. Could he tell I wasn't doing well? I smiled through the pain.

"Yeah sounds good!" I said back.

"Breakfast first? We have time." Tom said as we got in the elevator together.

"Sure." I said back like I would even eat anything on my plate. Maybe if I'm just really honest with him. He's supposed to be my partner in all of this after all. Tom just gives I can trust him energy. So I'm gonna go for it. I mean I told him my entire relationship back story. I should probably warn him about this.

We sat down at breakfast and I was pretty quiet. I couldn't tell if I should say something, I barely knew Tom I didn't want him to think I was weird. Not that he was the type of person that would. Not after he grabbed my hand to comfort me on the plane.

"Gemma, you okay?" He asked breaking the silence.

"Tom...I know we're not close yet. But..." I started.

"Gemma you can tell me anything. We're going to be working very closely and quite intimately I want to know everything. It will help our relationship look more real on screen if it actually is." He smiled at me.

"You're right. I guess what I'm trying to say is in the last year or so I've been struggling with some disordered eating. And I don't really eat much. I have some self esteem issues and what they're saying about me on the internet right now...it's not exactly helping the matter." I said.

"Oh wow. Oh I am so sorry. Gemma not to over step but you are absolutely beautiful. I understand this is a war between you and yourself. My words probably won't mean anything. But please let me help in any way I can." Tom said reaching his hand out to put over mine.

"Thank you for saying that Tom. I'm really trying to work on it. I have a nutritionist, I know it's a problem. But some days are worse than others. And this morning is not going well." I said back to him. He looked at me with sad blue eyes. And something shifted in me. "Thank you for listening Tom I feel like I can tell you anything." I said.

"You can. And please rely on me for anything you need through this. You're not alone. But also know I'll tell no one. This is between you and me." He smiled back at me.

"That I appreciate more than you know. Thank you so much Tom." I said back. We both smiled at each other as Tom got up to walk back over to the cafe counter. He came back with a green smoothie for me.

"It's going to be a long day love, maybe try this?" Tom said as he handed me the smoothie.

"Thank you." I said back taking it from him. In that moment I just wanted to hug him and never let go. The way he had listened and taken care of me in the last two days was something I had needed so badly.

"Let's head over to set, I'm hopeful the wigs are more comfortable this time around." Tom joked immediately diverting the conversation to a less serious subject to make me more comfortable. He was doing everything right and I couldn't help but blush. Not to mention Tom Blyth wasn't just hot he was fucking gorgeous in a casual way where he didn't make it a big deal. And I knew from our budding friendship in real life our chemistry on set would be undeniable. I just didn't know if I was capable leaving it at the set. Or if Tom felt the same.