"Did you bring your pointe shoes?" The director of the shoot walked over to me. 

"Yep." I smiled and held the pair up. He nodded and I walked back into the dressing room. The makeup artist patched up my makeup and then she got my first outfit out. I pulled the sports bra on and then pulled on the Adidas joggers. I looked in the mirror and smiled at the image of myself. 

I tossed my long hair over my shoulder and the hair dresser grabbed me and sat me down in a seat. They flew around me, pinning hair up, and yanking hair around. When they finally finished and walked away, I had my hair teased in a curled high ponytail. 

"Okay, Delilah, let's get you in here." Adrian, the photographer and director, called out to me. I stood and walked over to him in the Adidas outfit. "Wow." He smiled and helped me onto the boxing ring. I slipped between the ropes and leaned up against them. 

"OK." He smiled up at me. "So the idea of this first photo is you are practicing boxing, you are a champion, you are the greatest in the sport. I want fierce, I want power, and I want the pain of being hit over and over again to shine. But I also want you to be vulnerable. Give me your best. Sell me the product." He commanded. 

I nodded and took the center of the ring. I looked up at the rafters, a hardened gaze creeping up my face and eating away at the happiness from seeing Tom. I let my mind go blank and I stood still. 

"Airy. Make it look effortless." I tilted my head slightly and closed my eyes. I clenched my fists slightly. "Good!" He called. Camera shutters went off and I didn't breath. He walked around taking pictures. The huge lighting rigs made every ounce of my body glow. I smirked slightly and fixed my body so I was slightly facing the corner and brought my chin down. I sighed and closed my eyes to open them and glare into the corner. 

"Beautiful." He sighed. "Okay. Next outfit. Hurry." He yelled. 

I ran from the ring and the dressing room attacked me. I let them undress and redress me in a pair of tight shorty shorts and a tight sports bra. My abdomen was tight and my hips were fleshier than your classic model, but they pulled a beanie on my head and threw me out of the dressing room. 

"OK. Can you still bend and flex?" Adrian asked. His eyes roamed my exposed torso and I looked away from him. 

"Yeah." 

"Perfect." He purred. 

Thoughts of Tom danced through my head, and I mustered the courage to walk towards the ring. 

"How about me dangling off the edge. I can still do an over extension." I climbed up. "I think." I mumbled to myself. I wrapped my foot around the base of the post and bent my leg up to my chin. I slowly extended it until it was at a 170 degree angle. People around the room gasped as I grabbed my foot and pulled it up the rest of the way, until I was over extended at almost 200 degrees. My body bent out at an angle and my leg bowed in slightly. I released my hands and held them out. I curled my head down and looked straight into the camera. I heard the shuttering and I could sense the movement. 

"Perfect." He whispered. "Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful." 

I unfolded my body and my hip popped back in with a sickening 'pop'. 

"Ouch. Darling that had to hurt." A familiar British accent sounded from behind me. I gasped and turned to see Tom standing in the room.

"Tom?" I asked. The crew was busy walking around and Adrian was busy yelling for the next set. He extended his hand and helped me down. I accepted it and he threaded his hand through mine. 

"Surprise?" He smiled his goofy little grin and I laughed. 

"I thought you were filming?" 

"Oh, trust me I was, but Adidas contacted my agent and requested me at this shoot about two weeks ago, I didn't want to ruin the surprise for you." He smirked. 

I blushed and turned away. "Well, I am glad you are doing it with me." I squeezed his hand. 

"DELILAH!" My dressing crew yelled. 

"Oops. I gotta go." I called as I was drug into my dressing room. 

"Bye love." He smiled as he walked into his room.  "See you soon." 

My team wiped my makeup off and went with something bolder and let my hair down into its natural state, and put me in another pair of shorts and another bra. 

"Wow, Adidas is really pushing the bras." I laughed. The girls laughed with me. 

"Okay, I think this is the one where you put on the shoes." Brinn smiled at me kindly. I nodded and sat on the floor. I quickly warmed my feet and put on the toe pads, then slid the shoes on. I tied them up and then stood. I stood up on full pointe and looked down. 

I was already a tall woman, but being on full pointe only made me taller, and more daunting looking. I walked out and looked around. I continued to walk, until I was met with a pair of arms looping around my waist. 

"Hey beautiful." I heard a voice behind me. The soft accent wrapped around me like a hug and I softened instantly. 

"Hi." I turned and saw Tom in a pair of Adidas Joggers, a Black Adidas Tee, a pair of Black Adidas sneakers, and  base ball cap with the Adidas logo on it. 

My black bra had the Adidas symbol in white and the tiny black shorts had the Adidas symbol in pink. I smirked as Tom drank in my appearance. 

"Um, babe. My eyes are up here." I giggled as his head shot up and his guilty chocolate eyes probed my ocean blues. 

"I know, I am just..." He broke off. 

"Holland, Delilah." Adrian called us over, clearly upset with the fact that we were touching. We walked to him and stood. "Holland, you are going to be standing straight up and have your arms crossed here." He pointed to his chest. "Delilah, you my dear," I looked at Tom who was ruffling up in anger at the comments, "are going to be on Holland's shoulders on pointe." He smiled. 

"Um." I looked at him. "Are you sure." I looked worriedly at Tom.

"Come on Darlin', I can hold you." Tom smiled at me and took my hand. He led me into the set. He knelt and looked up at me. "We can take it slow." He kissed my hand. "I won't drop you princess." 

"I know." I looked at Adrian. "Can I have a hand?" I asked. A tall man walked over and held my hand as I climbed onto Tom's shoulders. He stood up and I wobbled. "Woah." I yelped. 

"You okay." Tom asked.

 "Yeah." I released a shaky breath. "Ready?"

"Yep." He grunted and I rolled up onto pointe. He reached up and steadied my ankles. He gazed up at me and I looked down at him. 

"THERE!" Adrian yelled and he snapped away. We held it and then I dropped.

"AHH!" I screamed as I headed for the ground. I prepared myself to hit the cement, when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my body. 

I opened my eyes and looked into Tom's eyes. "I told you, princess, I wouldn't let you fall." 

I released a shaky breath again. "Thanks." 

"That was lovely." Adrian gushed. "Next photos." He ordered. Tom set me down. I fixed my hair and swept it to the side. 

"Holland, on one knee. Delilah, I want an over extension to the back, whatever that is called, on pointe holding onto Holland. Look like you are in love." He smiled. 

Tom walked over and knelt. I shook out my legs and began an Arabesce. I leaned over and over extended. I held onto Tom and moved my head to tap his cheek with my lips. He did the same and it looked like we were kissing. 

Camera shuttering made me cringe and I remained steady. 

Adrian called it a wrap after several hundred more changes and shots. I wearily pulled on my joggers and my crop top. My body ached from having been pushed so far for so long. 

I said good bye to my makeup team and walked out. Tom pushed off the wall in front of my Dressing room and fell instep beside me. 

"Do they commonly hit on you?" He asked. I looked over at him. His face was taunt and his mouth set in a grim line. 

"What are you talking about?" 

"Do the Photographers commonly hit on you, Delilah." He grabbed my arm. I looked into his eyes. 

"Yeah, but its nothing I can't handle." I sighed. I rubbed my forehead and shrugged. He captured my hands and held them. 

"Love, it isn't nothing." He looked at me. "He was very clearly trying to get with you, trying to touch you, heck he did touch you." He ran his fingers through his hair. 

"Tom!" I grabbed his hands. "Calm down. I have been modeling and dealing with creeps for longer than I have known you." 

He stopped and looked at me. "You are right. I am sorry. I just got so mad when he started touching you." He pulled me against him. 

I laid my head on his shoulder. 

"Thank you." I pulled away and smiled. "Thank you for caring."

"Delilah, you do realize, that Harrison is going to figure this out right?" Tom and I began walking again. 

"Yeah." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "I can't tell my friends though and the world definitely can't know. I only have 8 more months. Then I am 18." 

"I know. And when you are, we are going to shout it from the roof tops." He yelled. 

"Shush Tom!" I cried and jumped to cover his mouth with my hand. 

"What?" He asked. 

"Shush!" I giggled. "Well I should probably go. I have two girls at the penthouse." 

"Oh yeah, we can't go back there tomorrow." Tom's eyebrows drew together. 

"Yeah." I sighed. "Well, I guess, if we are going to see each other it will need to be outside of any places. I have a business meeting tomorrow Afternoon. Do you want to get lunch?" 

"Sure." He smiled. 

I looked and saw the Cadillac drive up. "Well there is my ride. Bye babe." I smiled and hugged him. 

He held me tightly. "Text me and snap me when you get home. Oh and tonight facetime me." 

"Okay, sir needy." I giggled and he smacked my arm playfully. "See you later."

"Bye love." I parted ways with Tom and got into the car.

"Miss Bret." 

"Hi Alfred." I smiled. "I am ready to go home." 

"Very good miss." He smiled a bit and then began the drive home. I looked through my social media sights. My twitter was blowing up and I smiled. I had been tagged manytimes over. 

@DelilahBret03: SHOOT TODAY!!! CAN'T WAIT TO REPRESENT HERE IN NYC! Love y'all and keep being wonderful and beautiful to each other. 

          @OficialfanpageofDelilahBret:@DelilahBret03 had a shoot today with another model!!! I wonder who it is?! Ideas? 

           @WestanQueen: Oooo maybe its Collins Key? Their collab was fire! The chemistry was                                                 off the charts 

           @flowersfordaisy: Maybe an actor? She's been dropping Chris Hemsworth's name                                                             around for years. That would be cuteeeeee couple goals. 

           @TomStan: TOM HOLLAND! The queen and the King! Lets be real people they'd be                                                cuteee... 

            @JulianRevol: @TomStan yasssss queen!! The Ship is pulling away! Team #Tom all                                                   the                                             way

          @RobertDowneyJr. : @TomStan I would hopefully know if the little Spider had gotten him someone that gorgeous... I hope, other wise Tommy and i need to chat. @TomHolland1996 we need to chat. You too @DelilahBret03 

       I giggled when I saw what Tom wrote.

@TomHolland1996 : @RobertDowneyJr. yeah mate, I do deserve a call. It's been too long. #TeamTom #Delilahneedstoseethis 

I replied. 

@DelilahBret03 : yeah @RobertDowneyJr. I want that call. And thanks loves for trying to guess but the sneak peak will be up tomorrow on my Instagram and on my Twitter here! #TeamDelilah #TeamTom #IneedthatcallRDJ! 

I laughed and tucked my phone away as we reached my penthouse. I hopped out and walked up the stairs. I began to hum as I opened the door to find a very upset Tiffany and a very salty looking Suz. 

"Oh boy."