𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 {𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝}

•20• 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲

"This is my confession,
As dark as I am,
I will always find enough light to adore you to pieces,
With all of my pieces."

-Johnny Nguyen

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Your POV

I slowly wake to find my arms wrapped around a pillow, not Tom. I tiredly sit up and rub my eyes. I get up, wearing only Tom's shirt and underwear. I go to grab my phone and find a note next to it.

"My Darling,

I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up, I'll make sure to give you plenty of kisses to make up for it when I get home. You were still sleeping when I got up, and I didn't want to wake you up. I guess I tired you out pretty good last night ;) . Anyways, I'm at the gym right now, I'll see you later baby, I love you.

-T"

I smile at the note, how could he be so sweet by just saying the simplest things?

I go the living room, saying a quickly hello to Tessa as I go into the kitchen. I make myself a simple breakfast before opening Instagram.

Since the pictures have gotten out, I've started to get more followers and thousands of people messaging me asking if I'm with Tom. I mostly ignored it, just keeping up with my regular posts of pictures of myself in London or pictures of what I see. Most of the comments are about me and Tom, but I just ignore them.

When I'm done with my breakfast I go back to the living room, sitting down on the couch to watch tv as Tessa lays her head on my lap.

Tom's POV

On the drive back home I can't get Y/n out of my head. She's all I've ever been able to think about since I've met her, and I don't think that will change for as long as we are together.

But it also makes me worry. I worry about how our relationship will change when we are not always with each other. I worry about if all the shit she gets on social media will drive her away from me. Basically, I worry about losing her. I've never had a girlfriend like her, she brings me so much happiness I can't explain and just seeing her when I wake up in the morning makes the world seem so much brighter than it is. I'm stupid in love I know, but I don't care.

I get back to the house and basically run inside, excited to see the beautiful girl that I get to call my girlfriend.

I put my stuff down on the kitchen counter and she looks at me over her shoulder from the couch. She smiles at me and I can't help the smile that comes to my face too.

I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly. She does the same and I kiss her forehead.

"You okay?" She asks with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm just happy to see you my love."

She kisses me, "Well I'm happy to see you too."

I pull her in for another kiss, "I didn't forget my promise to give you lots of kisses when I get home."

She pushes me away with a laugh when I go in for another kiss, "Maybe you can remember your promise after you take a shower."

"Ugh, fine." I turn to leave, "also don't forget, we're supposed to be at the British Museum at 1:00."

She gives me a thumbs-up and I blow her a kiss before going to my room and getting in the shower. When I'm done, I step out and wrap a towel around my waist just as Y/n comes in.

"Tommy, I don't know what to wear!" She looks at me sadly.

"Oh poor baby," I go over to her, wrapping my arms around her. She laughs against my chest. "I'm just going to wear jeans and sweater, not really super fancy, but a little nice you know."

"Ok" she nods.

I kiss the top of her head before she turns to leave. I gently grab her arm and stop her. She looks back at me with her eyebrows knit together in confusion.

"I love you." I say.

She smiles before coming back to me. She kisses me, "I love you too."

I rest my forehead against hers for a few moments before she actually leaves to get ready.

God, I love her.

Your POV

I look at all the clothes I have, trying to decide what to wear. I finally choose a simply outfit.

I leave my hair down and do some light makeup before leaving the room. I start walking to the living room when I feel arms wrap around me from behind. I jump slightly and turn around in Tom's arms. I put my hands on either side of his face as I look over how he looks. He has glasses on that make my stomach swarm with butterflies.

"I like how glasses look on you."

"Thank you," he pecks my lips, "You look beautiful."

"Thank you Tommy," I smile from his words.

He pulls me closer to him as he kisses me again. I wrap my arms around his neck as his lips move on mine. When he pulls away he
smiles at me for a moment, "You ready to go? I was thinking we could go out for lunch and then go the Museum. Does that sound alright?"

"It sounds perfect." I smile back at him.

He kisses me softly once more before taking my hand.

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Tom sits in front of me at the small restaurant as I look over the menu. I look up to see him already looking at me, I bite my lip and smile as I look back down. "Stop staring at me."

"But you're just so pretty baby, and you're all mine." He smirks at how his words make me react.

"Shut up." I smile.

He chuckles and reaches his hand across the table to hold mine. "I love you."

"I love you too, now stop staring."

He sighs dramatically, "fine." He looks down at his menu.

I laugh and squeeze his hand, seeing a small smile come to his face as he continues to look down.

Later, as we eat our food, all I can think about is the first time Tom and I met. How if in that moment he never thought something was wrong, then I would never be here right now with him. I would've never fallen in love, never felt so happy.

I thank the universe so much for letting him enter my life that night.