Tom's Girl

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I wake up the next morning with terrible cramps. I look over to see that it is 4:10, meaning Tom would already be up. Tom had been waking me up around 4:15 every morning to let me sleep in just a little longer. He really was so good to me. He treated me like a girlfriend, minus the kissing, and dates, and ya know... But other than that he treated me like his own. I honestly loved it. My thoughts were quickly interrupted by Tom walking in with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Sorry, I thought I'd have more time before you woke up..." Tom says. I sit up, holding my stomach.

"Well, I was waken up by some very unwanted pain." I say, climbing off the bed. Tom walks over to his night stand and opens it up, pulling out a bottle of Tylenol. He shakes two pills out of the bottle and hands them to me. He also grabs a bottle of water off his night stand and hands it to me.

"Thanks." I say as I take them and then head downstairs to the shower. I get completely ready and we head to the set. Tom would usually have things to do so he would head to his trailer in the morning but he would come over midday during our breaks to talk. I sat around until my hair and makeup got here. They got me all ready and I changed and went out to set.

We filmed about 4 long scenes for the first half of the day, the next half would be about 3 long scenes.

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I went to my trailer and plopped down on my couch. I was already exhausted and my stomach hurt sooo bad. I stuff a pillow over my face and tried to keep from crying. Just then I heard a knock on my door and then it slowly opened.

"How ya doin?" Tom asks.

"Terribleee." I mumble into the pillow. He walks over to me, taking the pillow off of my face as he climbs onto the couch, laying on his stomach.

"You just have to get through 3 more scenes." He says.

"And then the whole rest of the weeeek." I complain.

"Ya know, lots of actresses go on birth control to avoid situations like this." Tom says as he runs his fingers through my hair. I look over at Tom as he's dazed off twirling my hair in his fingers.

"Really?" I ask him.

"mhm."

"I don't know... it wouldn't really be a bad idea, but would it be a good idea?"

"I mean it's up to you, it's your body. I'm just saying, we still have 3 months of filming and even more of interviews and premiers. It's kind of going to suck having to go through this once every month. And you're pretty young, so it's not like you're going to be trying to have a baby anytime soon." He explains.

"Yea..." I say, leaving us sitting in silence. He continues twirling my hair in his fingers for a couple minutes before he finally says something.

"Well I better get going, I just wanted to check up on you." He says.

"Alright, I'll see ya later." I say. He gives me a light kiss on the cheek and heads out, leaving my trailer silent. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea. I would hate to be on my period during our premier or interviews. How do celebrities who aren't on it even go through thisss. I flop over onto my stomach, covering my face with the pillow again.

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Filming was finally over for the day and me and Tom went home. Usually when we got home everyone was on the couch watching tv, but today they must have been in their rooms or something. I walk into the kitchen, grabbing a Capri-sun and poking the straw through it. I sit on the kitchen stool and slowly take sips of it. Harrison walks down the stairs in only pajama pants while yawning.

"I thought I heard you guys come in." He says.

"Yea, we had a little bit of a short day." Tom says.

"Whaaat?! It was the longest day everrr." I complain.

"You think every day is the longest day ever." Harrison chuckles. I cross my arms over the counter and stuff my face in them.

"I'll go get you a warm bath ready darling." Tom says as he heads upstairs.

"So, you get a servant once a month?" Harrison chuckles. "I would go through period pains to get Tom to be my servant."

"I would give you Tom as a servant to get rid of period pains." I say. We talk for a little bit more and then Tom walks back downstairs.

"Alright, it's all ready." He says as he grabs two Capri-suns out of the fridge. "And here ya go." He says handing them to me. "Take as long as you want because now that you're having a bath, I can take a shower downstairs." He says.

"Alrighty." I say as I head upstairs. I walk into my room and grab some shorts and a hoodie. I walk to the bathroom to see he had made me a bubble bath. A smile quickly grows on my face and I start getting undressed, going to the bathroom before I got in. Tom always knew the perfect temperature for baths. He never made it too hot or too cold, it was always just right. I lay back, my head against the edge of the bathtub, and I just took in the calming feeling of the warm bath.

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Once I finally finished I got dressed and walked down to Tom's room. To my surprise he wasn't there yet. I turn on the tv and lay down on my back, laying upside down as my head slightly hung off the end of his bed. It was actually quite comfortable, besides my aching stomach. A warm bath always helped my cramps, but sometimes they just came right back. I slightly lift my sweatshirt as I start rubbing my aching stomach. After a couple minutes I just put a pillow on my stomach and squeezed it tight.

Finally Tom walked in, completely dressed with almost dry hair.

"That was a long bath." Tom says as he lays down on his stomach right next to me.

"That was a long shower." I say.

"I've actually been done for a bit, I was just talking to Harrison in the Livingroom while I waited for you to finish up." he says. "What are we watching?" He says as he swipes the pillow off of my stomach.

"Heyy!" I quickly complain.

"You're fine ya big baby." He says.

"Nooo that's helping my stomach feel betterrr."

"Well it's helping me be more comfortable." He jokes. He props his head up with one of his hands as the other one reaches over to my stomach. He starts gently rubbing all over, occasionally making small circles with his thumb. His hands were surprisingly very warm, it actually felt better than the pillow. He kept rubbing my lower stomach a lot, like he knew that's where the pains were.

"Does that feel good Darling?" He asks in the sweetest voice.

"mmmhm." I say, slowly falling asleep.