You had just gotten out of the shower when you heard your phone go off. You grab the towel from the door and dry yourself off before throwing on one of Tom's hoodies he had given you.
When you answer the phone you hear Tom's voice shaking. "Tom what's wrong?" You ask him. You hear him let out a small cry. "Do you want me to come and see you?" You ask. There was a short silence before he says, "I'm at your door."
You go downstairs, your hair dripping water onto the floor and open your front door for Tom.
You see tear stains on his cheeks and he has red eyes.
You don't ask him anything, you just walk over to him and hug him tightly. "It's going to be ok." You tell him as you hug him tighter. "Come inside." You say.
Tom walks with you up to your room and you both sit on your bed. You throw your hair up into a bun so that it isn't in the way.
"Do you want to talk about it?" You ask him in a soft tone. He stops to look up at you and you can see him blood shot eyes more clearly, it looked like he had been crying for a while. You wipe his cheeks with you hands and then look into his eyes.
"It's the paparazzi." He whispers. "What about them Tom?" You ask. "They are too overwhelming. Whenever I go outside they are always there and they ask too many questions." He tells you.
You lay on the bed and let Tom's head rest on your chest. "It's going to be ok baby." You reassure him as you gently stroke his hair.
Tom finally relaxing after being tense for a while, he lets his head fall on your chest. "Thank you." He whispers.
You grab the remote and turn on a movie so the room isn't silent.
When you find a movie, Tom is already asleep on your chest. "I love you." You whisper to him, "More than you will ever know."
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