Running From You - Tom Hiddleston Fan Fiction

Georgia

Tom wrapped me in a towel and carried me to bed. He gently laid me down and kissed the end of my nose.

He climbed in next to me and pulled me close so my back was to him. He was breathing on my neck making it tickle, but I didn't want him to move. I took his hand and pulled his arm around me, holding it there and sighed.

"Are you ok?" He asked sounding worried.
"Mmhmm" I nodded.
"I love you Becca"
"I love you too" I kissed his hand.

I started to feel tired and Tom nuzzled me more and took a deep breath.
"I want you and the kids to come with me to Georgia next week"
I suddenly woke from my half asleep to fully awake state.
"What?"
"I don't want to leave you and I can't get out of the filming start date. I've tried but the contract is set... Please say you'll come with me"
"Hmmm... But I'll have to go back to work soon"
"Why?"
I turned to look at him, "ummm...because I need the money" I furrowed my eyebrows at him, like duh?
He shook his head, "I'll look after you"

Woah... I let go of his hand and sat up in bed starring down at him.
"Ummm what?"
He sat up aswell and took my hand looking down at our fingers interlaced.
"I want to take care of you in every way, you don't need to go back to work. I make more than enough money."
"Hang on. I don't want to be a kept woman" I pulled my hand away from his.
I felt like this was going to turn into a fight. I mean I was so grateful for what he'd done for us, but even so, I needed my independence.
"That's not what I'm saying" he looked frustrated with himself.
"I don't want to leave you... I just thought if I asked you to come with me it would give you a break for a bit. I'm not saying don't ever go back to work, but just for now" he took my head in his hands and looked into my eyes.
How could I say no to him. I instantly got lost in those blue pools and would give anything to be with him.

"What about the kids schooling? They've already missed two weeks." Not that I was trying to find excuses but it was true.
"Don't worry about that, I'm spoken to a few people and they've recommended some tutor's"
"Tutor's?"
"Yeah, I'm mean I wouldn't be the first actor to bring his children on set and them need to keep up with school work"

Oh my god, did he just refer to my children as his... I couldn't stop the smile creeping across my face. Did he really just say that?

"What" he looked at me and tilted his head.
"You do realize you just called Archie and Olivia, your children?"
"Well..." He was suddenly lost for words.
He cleared his throat...
"Well I do want them to be"
"Are you serious?" I couldn't believe where this conversation was heading. He surely, couldn't possibly, suddenly want to... No my brain was going way too fast.

I blinked my eyes a few times, I must have fallen asleep and be dreaming.

"What?" He chuckled.
"I just can't believe that you've just said that" I smiled at him and he pulled me into a kiss. I wanted it to last longer but he pulled away.
"Well I did and I do, so" he laid back down and pulled the cover over his shoulder.

I sat there still dumbfounded, "Is that it? Your just going to say that and then lay back down to sleep"
He opened one eye up and looked at me, "Yes. Good night, Becca. I love you" and he closed his eye with a smile across his face.

I didn't know what to do, so I laid down as well, "I love you too, good night".

I must have fallen asleep very quickly and I woke with a jump. It was still dark outside and I looked at the time, 3:47am.
I realized it was the first time I had slept since after what happened without a nightmare. Well, the sex did the trick I thought to myself.

I rolled over and Tom was quietly snoring, mouth open with his hand touching me.

This would have been the perfect opportunity to take a photo of him. I let a little giggle escape my mouth and he started stirring. He was such a light sleeper. Luckily he rolled over and stopped snoring. I quietly snuck out of bed and went to grab a drink.

As I went downstairs I could see the kitchen light on, mum was also up.

"Hey, you ok?"
"Shit! Becca... You scared the crap out of me"
"Sorry I didn't mean to make you jump"
"Hmm, well... Why are you up?"
"Can't sleep... You?"
"Same, the hot flushes are killin me at night"
I giggled
"What? Give it fifteen, twenty years my dear and you'll be having the same" she had her very pissed off look on her face.
"Sorry mum. Want a hug?"
"Yes!"

I smiled and walked over to her and pulled her tight. I then walked back to the counter and took a seat.

"Mum... Tom's asked me to go to America with him and take the kids whilst he's filming"
"I thought he would, he's been fretting about leaving you for over a week"
"Should we go?"
"Of course you should! Why would you question it?"
"Ummm I don't know... Things were going too fast before and I'm probably just over worrying"
"Well don't" she smiled at me.
"Ummm Tom also referred to the kids as his own"
"Oh... Well... That's not a bad thing is it?"
"No, no just again it seems everything is going so fast. I just don't want to ruin it"
She looked at me and hugged me again.
"You won't ruin everything love, I'm sure of it."
"I hope so" I tried to sound confident, but I was still worried.

We sat and talked for another hour before I started yawning.
"I had better get back to bed"
"Me too, see you in the morning love"

I went upstairs but carried on up the second flight to check on the kids. Olivia was sound asleep under her violet duvet. She looked so peaceful, I planted a kiss on her forehead.
Archie had fallen asleep with a comic book in his hands. I carefully peeled his fingers off and placed it onto his night stand. It was the latest Loki comic and it made me smile to think he was probably swatting up to give Tom pointers. I gave him a kiss aswell then went back downstairs to our bedroom.

Tom was stirring when I went in and had kicked the covers off. He was having a nightmare, sweating and talking in his sleep...
"I'll kill him, Fuck! No... No... Becca!"
He woke with a start at the sound of his own voice and sat bolt upright in bed.

I quickly went and sat down next to him.
"Hey, hey... It's ok... I'm here" I held him and he gripped me tightly, sweat was running down his back.

He put his head in his hands. He hadn't really spoken to me about what happened that night, but I think it was time he did.