Hide Your Heart

Flying Back To London(Paul's P.O.V)

I didn't even bother packing everything. I grabbed an overnight bag, brought an expensive ticket to London and headed back to Tommy. I was not going to lose him over a dumb misunderstanding. 

I had barely touched down when I was on my phone with Pat. "I'm coming to talk to Tommy. Please don't let him leave."

"I won't . He's asleep. Paul, he loves you deeply and this really hurt him."

"I know. I hope he doesn't leave me."

"He won't. Trust me on this."

Hanging up, I brushed tears away as I practically fell over my feet running for a taxi. Running into the hotel and up six flights of stairs, I knocked softly. Pat opened the door and headed out. "I'll check on him later. I'm giving him space." "DON'T BREAK HIS HEART!"

I slipped inside the phone and looked for Tommy. His tangled blond curls covered his  pillow. Lying beside him, I brushed them back only to see how pale he was. "Baby, wake up."

Tommy's eyes opened and he sat up quickly. I pulled him into a hug and told him I loved him.

"P-P-Paul? W-w-what....?"

"I love you! I did not or will not sleep around! She answered my phone before I could pick it up." "I'm so sorry I didn't just let you come with us." I rambled on for a few more minutes before Tommy shut me up with a kiss.

"I love you too, you ass!" "I'm mad at you but I love you."

I almost cried myself as we started making out. I apologized over and over until my husband was completely satisfied. I laid beside him as he slept and I had to fly back out.