Tom HIddleston Imagines

S.O.S

"Do I look ok" Tom ask you standing in your full length mirror "You Look Fine, Shakespeare" you says getting off your bed patting his back, You and Tom Have been friends for Year's, Tonight he has a date with His Girlfriend Victoria, So he came over your Flat to get Ready, He's in a White V- Neck With a dark blue Jacket black Pants and black Suede Shoes, "Are You Sure" Turing him around to grab him by the shoulders, but he's taller than you standing in your bed, your much talk than him now you grab his shoulders again "You look Fine, Shakespeare" you say jumping off the bed "Why do you still call me Shakespeare" he ask "Why do you still call me Pink Panther" you ask putting your hands on your hips, Your in your Pajamas which are A large black T shirt, and black Basket ball Shorts your hair is tied in a ponytail, He quite "That's what I thought" Walking out your room to the Kitchen.

Hopping on the counter You grab the Last for the sugar cookies you made today their was more before Tom Showed Up, Going to bite it it ripped from your hands "Hey, That's Mine" you whine at Tom for stealing your cookie "Nope, it's mine and I'm gonna eat it" "Like Hell You will" you say jumping on his back with your legs wrapped around his waist, one arm around his shoulder trying to get the cookie "Give it" "Nope" he shrugs his shoulders making your fall on your butt, as he tales off into the livingroom. "Tom" you yell making him turn.around at the last second tackling him on the couch you start poking his side's, Making him squirm and Laugh beneath you. "Do you Surrender, Shakespeare" you say he almost in tears he's laughing so hard "yes, I surrender Pink Panther" he says as you stop your toucher, giving him a smug smile, You realise that your straddling his hips, a light pink blush comes to your cheeks going Move off him But he grabs your wrist, Turing to look at him you feel a pair of lips on yours in a soft kiss, Their Tom's your shocked at First But than Easie into it kissing him back.

Laying back down with Tom under you, his hands are settling on your hips. Whiel your hands are in his hair, Your stomach is flip flopping you've loved Tom For years you just Never Told Him, always telling your Self he doesn't like you, But right Now you can't tell right from wrong. His hands start to travel up your hips under your shirt when His phone Rings In his Pocket breaking the Kiss, your both breathing Heavly.

In a flash you jump off Him and Running into your room, locking the door behind you Sliding down the door "I can't Believe I Just did that, Why Didn't Stop my self" says when Tom Nicks at your Door "(Name)?, Pink Panther" he says from outside the door, His voice is Soft like trying to lure you out "Can, we talk about This" he ask, "Theirs Nothing to talk about, It was an accident From the heat for the moment" those were the hardest words you've ever had to say, he doesn't like you and he never will you just have to accept that "(Name), Please" "Tom, Please Just Stop go be with your Girlfriend, I Know you don't love me" right their your pretty sure all of England heard your heart break from your own word's and The tears Build up "You Love Me, Please Open The Door" his voice is more urgent now "NO, NOW PLEASE LEAVE THOMAS" you yell cry, bringing your knees to your chest, hearing his foot steps leaving and the front door close, your break down in cry's, You don't know why you pushed him away but it was better this way he could be more happy this way, With Some one better than you.

After having no more tears to shed, you get off the floor deciding to take a walk, grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans, a black hoodie with high top converse letting your hair down grabbing your phone, and ear buds Playing S.O.S by The Jonas Brothers grabbing your house key's, walking out the front door, and out to the street you don't know where your going but you know When you get their.

You've been walking for hour's and Still listing to the same song, your in the heart of London, It about 12 Mabey One But it's Saturday Night The streets are still busy with people, Settling Down on a bench near a park, you feet hurt a little Looking around Theirs people, Everywhere some that look like their going on dates, some going to club's. Sighing You stand up after a few minutes To start your Journey Home, it's about a 2 hours walk from here.

Your house is about 3 to 5 miles away, It about 3 AM and the streets are almost dead quiet, It started to Rain on your trip leaving you drenched in a heavy Down pour. You've felt like someone has been following your for the last Mile but every Time you turn around No one's their, Looking down at your feet as you walk you didn't see the man Step out infornt of you. Bumping into him. Making you stumble back "Oh I'm Sorry Sir, I wasn't watching we're I was going" you say looking around that the 3 guys infornt of you.

"That's quite alright, Miss But a Lady like your Self shouldn't be out by herself at This hour" he says as the circle you like a piece of meat "Well, I was on my way Home Before you stopped me" You say not in the mood for this carp "Oh Feisty, I like that in my woman" he says grabbing you face in his hands. That's when your hear a Car In the Distance, Making the guy's and you look to the side, the car drifts to a stop infornt of you with its head lights pointed at your.

A person steps out the car, it's Tom he walks right up to the guy's ignoring them grabbing your wrist pulling you back to his car, When the guy who grab your face grabs your arm "Come On, Buddy We were just Talking to the lady, were about to walk her home Right Guy's" he laughs as his guy's laugh along with them "So just let her go" Tom hasn't said a word or anything, he whips around And Punches the guy in his nose. Making him stumble back letting you go. He pulls you behind him.

He two friends rush Tom and He fights them off, you didn't know Tom could Fight, Or get angry, He could get irritable but you've never seen him angry, punching the last guy "Now Leave" he says the guy's are beaten to a pulp they drag off their friend leaving you and Him soaking wet in the rain.

Tom whips around, walking up to you with a wild look in his eye, he reaches out wrapping his arm around your waist forcing your body to his, avoiding his gase, his grip tightens on your waist making you look at him, His Lips crash into yours, In a passionate, Loving, hard Kiss. Wrapping your arm's around his neck, kissing him back with the same amount of passion putting both hands on your hips pullimg you even closer if that possible.

Pulling away after what seems like hour's he pulls your ear buds out, he rest his forehead in your as you catch your breath Looking into your eyes "Don't ever say I don't Love You" he says grinning his thumb over your cheek, wrapping your arm's around his neck as puts his head in your shoulder as he spins you around in the rain settling your back you grab his shirt kissing him again he smiles into the Kiss, pulling away "Come on fighter, Let's get you home" you say getting into the passenger seat of his car, as he pulls off, the car ride was slient, but a comfortable slient, Even with his hurt Hand Tom laces your finger together and kisses the back of your hand.