Let's immagine Betrayal ended the 8 of December but in 2016, instead of 2019.
Tom, Zawe and the rest of the team said their goodbyes in New York with the promise of catching up, and went their own ways.
But what happens when Tom comes across a cryin...
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Tom accepting his Pca and him and Zawe at the blue moon gala last night for UNICEF. I'm so happy for Tom, for what he has accomplished so far and what the future will bring him. So proud of my favorite actor!!! Look at those smiles, so pretty!
*Zawe's pov*
"You are doing so good, give me another push" "Ugh!!!" "That's it, the baby's head is almost out" "I can't do this anymore, I'm too tired" "Come on darling, just a few more" Diana tells me as she holds my hand a bit tighter and I look up at her "Push for me Zawe! And 10, 9, 8..." The number she says fade away as I concentrate to gather all the strength I have left in my body. "You are so good love, you can do this! That's it, push love" I hear Tom whisper in my ear at one point and then he kisses my now sweaty cheek "Good job the head is out, you've done the hard part. Just a couple more pushes and you'll be holding your baby" "Ow, ow, ow!" "Ready?" I push again and again for another five minutes, then all I hear is a cry, my baby's cry. I lean back on Tom's chest and close my eyes, silently asking myself if I'm dreaming or if I really did just give birth.
All the pain is gone when she puts the baby on my chest and I cradle him with my arms. "Look at him darling, you did so good" Tom says as he lightly touches his head. They cut the umbilical cord and fix me up, then transport the both of us downstairs and into the ambulance. "Tom don't go" I say and then watch the paramedics like if I'm asking for Tom to be let in with us "Come Sir" "Thanks" he says and then he sits immediately by my side. I look into his baby blues, then at his face, the light stubble forming on his cheeks and chin, his smile, a little tear escaping his eye. Then, I don't know where I find the courage, but I grab his t-shirt making him lean down and give a gentle kiss on his lips. I pull back shortly after and smile at him, he smiles back confused and then looks down when one of the paramedics hands him my son.
We arrive at the hospital and they admit us, we get set into a room and after all of our check ups a nurse comes in to ask a few things for the birth certificate. "And last thing what is the baby's name and surname?" "Charlie Ashton" "Perfect, congratulations again!" "Thank you" As she exit my room I hear her talk to Tom and tell him he could go in now. "Ehy" he says "Hi" "How do you feel?" He says walking near my bed "Sore, but happy to finally have him here" "Yeah...you really did amazing" "And you really did help, thank you" "No problem, sorry for uhm...you know" "You did what was needed" "Right" "So...about earlier..." I say "Mhm...I suppose I can't hide anymore. I know you are the one who kissed me but, I've got feelings for you since we started rehearsing for New York" "Why didn't you say anything!" "You were with him, and we know what happened next. I didn't feel it was the right thing to do, it wasn't the right moment" "Well...you are not the only one who caught feelings in the wrong moment, or better I thought I didn't deserve you or that you wouldn't like me back and I didn't want to say anything, but tonight I manage to gather some courage to do it" "Mhm...and explain to me, what's not to like about you? You are an amazing woman, who can battle her own battles and win them, the strongest woman I've ever met, the kindest one and last but not least the most gorgeous one" "And now I'm blushing..." I whisper "You look cute tho" "Stop..." "So now..." "Now..." "If you want me I'm yours Zawe" "I do" "Good, because I do too" he says leaning closer to me and stealing a little soft kiss.
The night goes by fast, with me breastfeeding Charlie and trying to get some sleep and Tom helping me. Whenever he cried he was up fast to get him for me. He sat on the rocking chair in the room and never moved, only to grab him up, and watched me interact with my new born son.
When the first lights of the day appeared I made Tom sit on my bed and asked him to hold Charlie for a second as I went to fix myself a bit, when I got back I found him half laying with Charlie on his bare chest, the two of them covered by a little blanket given to us by the hospital. "Look at my boys" I whisper not to wake up the baby. Hearing my sentence Tom look up at me "Yes you are my boy too Tom" I say sweetly and then kiss his forehead looking down at my son taking a hold of Tom's finger in his sleep. The perfect start of a new day!
A/n
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