𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 {𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝}

•13• 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲

"Until him all I knew was a bad kind of love. A love that was uncertain, draining, difficult.
The love with him is different. It is comforting, honest, pure.
It is meant to be."

-Unknown

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Your POV

The paparazzi eventually left and Tom and I continued to go to more stores.

This time though, as we walk, Tom holds my hand and intertwines our fingers. The simple act is enough to put a big smile on my face and fill my stomach with butterflies.

"I think I'm ready to go back home." I say after we leave a store.

"Home?" Tom asks, the corner of his mouth turning up in a smile.

"I mean like—back to your house." I say quickly, feeling embarrassed.

"No it's okay, I like you calling my house 'home'."

I look down and smile.

"Angel, stop hiding that beautiful smile." He says and I look up at him out of instinct due to the new pet name.

"Hmm," he hums, "you like that one?"

I nod my head with a smile. "It's cute."

"Not as cute as you." He nudges me with is elbow softly.

"You're even cuter." I say.

"Oh shhh, you're cuter."

"No you—"

"You're not going to win this angel."

"Ugh" I groan.

He chuckles and puts an arm around me and pulls me in closer before placing a kiss on the top of my head. I smile up at him and he plants a soft kiss on my lips.

We then get to the car and Tom opens my door for me to let me in.

On the way back home we pick up something to eat for dinner. When we get to the house we sit down and eat, the only thing different this time is the way he rests his hand on my knee. It's a bit distracting but I quickly get used to it.

When we're done eating Tom cleans everything up. I go to my room to get changed into more comfortable clothes. When I come back, Tom is sitting on the couch watching a movie and I sit down next to him.

We are sitting next to each other, our legs barely touching.

Tom looks at me and I quickly notice, "What?" I ask.

"Come here, cuddle with me." He says and he puts his arm around me and pulls me closer. He stops for a second, and a worried looks crosses his face. "Are you comfortable with this?"

I smile, "Yes Tom," I say and put my arms around his neck, our legs tangled together.

His face relaxes, "Is touch your love language?"

I shrug, "I never really liked people touching me before, but you make me feel really happy and comfortable when you do."

He kisses my forehead softly, "I'm glad."

I snuggle into the crook of his neck, closing my eyes.

"Don't fall asleep on me Angel." He whispers jokingly.

I laugh softly, "I can't make any promises."

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When I begin to wake up I feel a weight around my waist. I reach to grab the blanket and it feels softer than the one on my bed. I open my eyes to find myself not in my bedroom. I look to my left to see Tom's dark hair barely visible as his head in hidden in the crook of my neck. I realize this is Tom's room and I quickly relax.

I rest my head lightly on top of his as soft snores come from his mouth.

A few minutes later Tom takes a deep breath and brings to stir. He groans and I run my hand through his hair. He pulls away from my neck before laying his head on the pillow and facing me.

"Mornin' Beautiful." He says, his raspy morning voice sending butterflies to my stomach.

"Good morning Handsome." I whispered back.

"You're morning voice is really attractive." He says with a laugh.

"So is yours." I laugh along with him.

He rolls his eyes and gives me a quick peck on the lips. I can feel his smile against my lips.

"I don't wanna get up." He complains as he snuggles his head back into the crook of my neck.

I kiss the top of his head and then begin to run my fingers through his soft curls. "We don't have anywhere to go today right?"

"I'm taking you to the Tower of London."

"Oh shit, yeah." I say and try to lift myself up, but Tom's grip around me keeps me from moving away.

"No, don't go." He mumbles into my skin.

"I have to go get ready, Tommy."

His head immediately lifts and he looks into my eyes with a smile. "What did you just call me?"

"Tommy." I say again.

"Hmm" he hums, resting his forehead against mine, "I like that."

"Mm, good. Now let me go." I laugh.

"Ugh," he groans obnoxiously and rolls over to his side of the bed.

"Thank you." I say softly and give him a kiss on the cheek before getting up.

"What time should we leave?" I ask.

He looks at the clock on his bedside table. "In about three hours or so, you have plenty of time." He turns back to me and smiles.

I grab my phone and turn to leave before remembering something. "Wait Tom."

"What?"

"I forgot to ask, but um... how did I end up in your bed?" I ask, feeling slightly embarrassed for no reason.

"Oh" he sits up with a sheepish smile. "It's just you fell asleep on me and I didn't want to sleep on the couch, but I also didn't want to leave you, so I took you up here."

"Ok, that makes sense."

He smiles and nods his head, I return the smile and leave his room. When I get back to my room I open my phone, ready to tell Alaina and Millie about everything.

A/N

Thank you guys so much for 1.6k reads on this story! I hope you like how it's going so far that they are finally dating! I'll try to update more often but I can't make any promises lol. I just get inspired to write at random times.