Her savior

Chapter 2

A/n
Here's a extra long second chapter in a day for you!
Hope you like it ❤️

*Zawe pov*

I wake up startled by my dream and quickly sit up in bed, when a hand gently starts to rub up and down my arm, it's then that I remember Tom decided to help me a few hours before.
"It's okay...sshhh" he says soothingly
I reach for his hand and squeeze it
"I'm right here" he says again and I feel the need to lean into him. He opens his arms for me and closes me into a warm embrace.

"Thank you" I say when I'm done crying
"No need for that. Why don't you take a shower and I'll sort things out a bit and once you are ready we go to the police?"
"That'll be nice...but my clothes are in my room"
"Right...you can wear one of my sweaters" he says handing me one and I thank him again before slipping into the bathroom and take the longest shower.

Almost an hour later when I come out of it I find Tom in the kitchenette of his room sipping on some coffee.
"What some?"
"No, thank you"
"I called the police and told them we'll pass by and also called the receptionist and told him that if Noah wants to go out to make sure security blocks him here until police comes" he says smiling lightly to me
"Ok"
"Are we ready to go?"
"Uhm...I guess..."
"Ehy...I'll be with you the whole time, I promise"

We get in a cab that brings us quite shortly to the police station and as soon as we get in an officer welcomes us and brings us in a room.
"Morning. I'm officer Dalton, she is officer Mickley. I'll leave you with her. Mr. Hiddleston you can follow me"
"No, can he please stay with me?" I ask the officer as I take Tom's hand in mine
"If that's what you wish, sure" officer Dalton says before leaving the room.

"We can start whenever you feel ready" she says to me
"My boyfriend...we'll ex boyfriend now. So far we had a great relationship but about three months ago he started drinking and we fight a lot because I didn't want him to drink so much"
I take a deep breath before continuing and Tom grips my hand trying to comfort me as much as he could.
"He hit me and called me names"
"How many time has this happed miss?"
"Five, six times. But he usually just hit my body, not my face because he knew everyone would notice since I was in a play. But last night was different, the play ended so he felt like he could hit me in the face"
"I'm sorry to ask this question, but I have to-"
I immediately understand what the question is and answer to her right away
"He never took advantage of me" I say and instantly feel Tom relax a bit more, so I decide to look at him and there he is with sad eyes looking at me.
"I'm pleased to hear that. You want to charge him right?"
"I do. And place a restraining order just in case"
"Ok. I'll need his personal details"
"Noah Moss. Born March the first 1976, in Washington DC"
"Good. The fact that he is American is a great advantage for us"
"Good" I say
"Thank you for coming here, I hope you will get better and we'll make sure to update you on the case as soon as we can. We already know in which hotel he is in so right now two of my colleagues are getting to him"
We stand but I'm unable to move, I think I might be in shock after this talk, so Tom speaks for me
"Thank you so much officer" he says shaking hands with her
"I suggest you to take her to the hospital to get that bruises checked out"
"Will do, thank you again"
"Just doing my job"
"Come on darling" I hear him say as he leads me away.

As we exit officer Dalton offers to bring us to the hospital.
"Come in here ma'am" a nurse says
I ask for Tom to come with me once again and he does.

After half an hour the doctors checked me out and gave me some painkillers for my bruises.

As we hop back in the officer car as he drives us to the hotel just after making sure that Noah has been taken in, Tom's phone rings.

Tom
Luke

"Hi"
"Tom, how things are going?"
"We just got out of the hospital and going back to the hotel. I think we are going to pack her bag and head out to go to the airport"
"Good. How is she?"
"She's...well...she's been through a lot"
"Poor girl"
"Yeah..."
"I'll be waiting for the two of you at the airport and bring some extra security with me, have a safe flight and tell Zawe I said hi"
"Thank you man, will do"

He turns off his phone just as the car stops
"Here you are. Hope you have a nice flight"
"Thank you officer" we both say before getting out and walk in the hotel.

"Do you think you need some help putting your things together?" He asks me as I open my hotel room door
"I've got this...I'll see you in a bit"
"Come knock on my door once you are done" he says squeezing lightly my hand one last time before walking away.

I get in and a little tear escape from my eye, I put all my belongings in my bags as fast as I can because I want to get out of this room.
Once I'm done I knock on Tom's door and he opens it, slightly smiling.
"I'm ready to go home"
"Good" he says grabbing his bags and closing the door behind him.

We reach the airport and we are soon called to step on our plane after doing the check in.

When the plane came to life I reach for Tom's hand making him turn to me
"Thank you"
"Stop thanking me. What about your house?"
"Oh I haven't thought about that"
My house was our house, but most of the stuff in there are Noah's and I don't really want to go back there, except for taking the rest of my things.
"I don't know...I guess I'll go to an hotel"
"Why don't you stay with me? I have enough place for the both of us and we'll keep each other company"
"As much as I don't want to disturb you I guess I'll need some with me"
"And I'll be there, say and night"
"Mhm" I say as I lean into him and close my eyes trying to get some more rest. Hoping that once I wake up we will be almost in London.