I stood in the lift, my heart pounding as it lifted me to the set of the music video that I'd be filming today. I had been told by my agent a month ago that I'd been selected to be the actress and dancer in some artist's new music video. Along with Tom Holland. To say that I was excited when I had found that out was an understatement, especially as Tom had been my celebrity crush for the longest time. And then I found out that not only would Tom and I be performing a very intimate ballet and dance routine within the music video, but also that we kissed at the end, since we were playing a fighting couple who made up at the end of the video. We had started learning the routine a week ago, and it had been amazing.

I walked into the dance studio, my heart in my throat as I walked in to see the choreographer and Tom Holland chatting. I still hadn't come to terms with the fact that I'd be dancing with, and kissing, Tom Holland. They looked up at me, Tom giving me a warm smile as I walked in.

"You must be Y/N." the choreographer smiled as she hugged me.

"Yes, I am." I returned the smile as I looked at Tom.

"I'm sure that you know Tom." she nodded.

"Hey." he chuckled as he hugged me. I returned it, my heart almost coming out of my chest at the fact that I was hugging my crush.

"It's great to meet you. I'm a massive fan of your work." he admitted. My eyes widened slightly.

"You've seen my work?" I smiled.

"Oh, of course. I watch your dance routines on YouTube all the time." he chuckled. I bit my lip, my mind trying to comprehend the fact that the Tom Holland was a fan of me.

"Thanks, Tom. I naturally am a very big fan of yours too." I spoke, making him smile.

"Okay, guys, let's get started. So, the concept that the artist has come up with for her music video is that you're a couple who are estranged. Throughout the video, you're fighting, but also dancing with each other. You start to get closer throughout the video and it ends in you sharing a kiss." she explained.

"That's the bit that I'm looking forward to." Tom smiled, making us laugh as a blush crept onto my cheeks. This guy could easily be the death of me.

"Okay, let's run it again. And...go!" the choreographer yelled. The music started, making me push on Tom's chest like I was supposed to. He stumbled back and took my hand, pulling me with him. I fell past him but turned to face him, his arm hooking around me and supporting my back as he dipped my body and I extended my leg. He pulled me back up and I twirled out of his arms and away from him like I was supposed to. He caught up with me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. I melted under his touch, the last part not in the dance routine. Meaning that Tom was choosing to brush his lips against my ear like that. Not that I minded. We swayed for a moment before I pushed out of his arms. He took my waist and lifted me, lifting my body above his head as I extended my arms and legs to look delicate in the air. He put me back down and took my hand as I walked back away from him. This was the part of the music video where we started to make up, meaning that it got even more intimate than it had been before. We looked into each other's eyes, a small smile on Tom's lips as he pulled me back into his arms. I pressed my hands against his chest, his gaze on my lips as I started to lean back. His arms wrapped around me supported me as I leant back and around before being pulled back up by him. I gulped, the action of him pulling me back up leaving our lips less than an inch apart as the music stopped. We both panted heavily, a smile on his lips as he still looked at mine. God, I want him to kiss me, I thought as he slowly started to lean in.

"Brilliant, guys! That was amazing!" the choreographer exclaimed, stopping Tom in his movements.

"Yeah, that one felt good." he nodded, still looking at me as he removed his arms from me and went to grab his water bottle. I looked down, trying to hide my blushing cheeks and my wide smile as I also grabbed a drink.

And so, today was the day. Today was the day that Tom and I would be dancing in front of the cameras. And it would be the day that we'd finally kiss. I just hoped that something real would start out of that. But from the way that Tom had looked at me all week during rehearsal, I had to admit that I was hopeful. The lift stopped and I got out, the set already bustling as the crew ran around. The artist whose song it was stood talking to Tom. He looked up at me, making me smile at him.

"Hey." he chuckled as he jogged to me and hugged me tightly.

"You okay? Ready for today?" I smiled.

"Fuck yeah, I love dancing with you. And I have to admit that I can't wait for that kiss." he confessed. I rolled my eyes playfully but smiled as he laughed and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Alright, can we have Tom and Y/N on the set, please!" the director yelled. We nodded and moved onto the set that looked like a nice apartment. Tom sat down at the table whilst I stood by the doorway for the start of the video.

"Alright and...action!" the director yelled. I sauntered past Tom, making him clench his jaw. I mouthed the words that were meant to make Tom's character angry. Suddenly, he slammed his hands down onto the table and stood up, also mouthing his lines as he pointed at me. We started pretending to yell at each other like we were supposed to, anger in our eyes. Tom stormed towards me, signalling the cue for the start of the dance. I pushed on his chest, making him stumble back as he took my hand. We started the dance, Tom's arms curling around my waist as he supported me for the dips that I had to do. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, my eyes fluttering shut as his lips brushed the shell of my ear again. We swayed to the music before going into the lift, Tom's strong arms effortlessly holding me up. This is it, I thought as he put me down and I started to walk away. I gulped, our gazes looking into each other's eyes as he pulled me back into his arms. I did the dip, my heart pounding as he pulled me back up so that our lips were only an inch apart. My heart almost jumped out of my chest as he looked at my lips. He looked at my eyes again before leaning in and kissing me. I returned the kiss, holding his face as his hands cupped my waist. We broke the kiss and looked into each other's eyes, small smiles on our lips at what had just happened.

"And cut! That was brilliant, you two, well done!" the director praised, making us smile as I moved out of Tom's arms and we walked off the set.

"Well done, that was amazing." I smiled.

"It was, you were incredible. That being said, I want to talk to you." he nodded. My eyebrows furrowed.

"Everything okay?" I asked. He nodded, making me even more confused as he gently took my hand and pulled me away from the set. He looked at me.

"So, um, this week has been amazing. From the moment that we started dancing, I just felt this connection with you, and I think that you felt it too." he admitted as he gently took my hands into his. I chuckled and shook my head as I looked at him.

"I was that obvious, huh?" I smiled, making him return it as he bit his lip.

"I haven't felt like that with anyone before. And so, I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me. Maybe we could even go dancing." he teased. I laughed and nodded as I looked at him.

"I'd love that, Tommy." I admitted.

"Brilliant." he smiled before leaning down and kissing me. I returned it and smiled into it, holding his face as his hands held my waist. He broke the kiss and gave me another smile, making me bite my lip as he took my hand and pulled me back to the set.