Holiday Tomance - ON HOLD

Coming round

Tom had left, again. Shirley had told him that I was out the back, he asked how I was and he still left. Why didn't he come and say hello? Granted I didn't either but he walked out on me, I never left him. I wasn't the one who promised to never leave no matter what and then walked out. I think the fact that he didn't come out back confirms he doesn't want to know me anymore.

By the time Shirley came to see me I was sat on the floor in the corner of the kitchen sobbing loudly. "Come here love, he will come round. I know that boy and I know that he is not the type to run away from what he truly loves and one thing he loves is you. He was scared when you blacked out and he thought there was a chance he would lose you and now he is having a baby with you. It is a lot to take in for the both of you but he will come round, I know he will. For now though, get yourself home and showered. Take some food with you though. I can clean up here."

I got myself up off of the floor and hugged Shirley before packing myself a bacon sandwich and grabbing a doughnut out of the unit. I waved to Shirley and walked back to my van. As I walked back I saw Tom running back up from the beach with his surfboard. It really looked like he was mulling things over. Not. I got in, made myself a cup of tea and ate my lunch before grabbing a shower. The tiredness was really starting to kick in some days but it was fine, I could sleep for a bit. I had no one to see and nowhere to go.

After my shower I lay down on my bed and allowed myself to have a little nap. I only slept for a little over an hour and it was just gone half 1 when I awoke. I pulled on a baggy T shirt and joggers, chucked my still damp hair up in a messy bun and made my way to my kettle for another drink. Tea was really hitting the spot for me at the minute. While sat drinking my brew with some daytime TV my door knocked. It must be Shirley. "It's open Shirley. Come on in." But no answer came, only another knock.

I shuffled off of the sofa and made my way to the door. I opened it but no one was there just a carrier bag left on the step. I picked it up and looked around but there was no one there. I went over to the sofa to inspect the contents. The first thing I pulled out was a little white teddy bear holding a heart. It certainly made me smile but who was it from, I couldn't see a note but there was something else in the bottom. I pulled it out, opened it up and it was a white baby onesie with writing on the front. It said; My Mummy and Daddy love me.

I wanted to tell myself it was from Tom but I didn't think it was. Surely he would have left a note or stayed with it. I went to the diner window to see if he was at home. As I looked out the window there he was stood in his kitchen at his sink. I felt my heart drop as I stood there holding the bear hoping to get some clue that it was from him. Just when I had started to give up hope Tom looked up from the sink and smiled at me holding the bear. I smiled back and burst into tears and within what felt like seconds Tom was in my van and I was back in his arms.

"I'm so sorry babe, can you ever forgive me?" I was wrapped tightly in Tom's arms as he started sobbing along with me. I stayed quiet for a few seconds just taking in his smell and warmth, I had missed him so much that I just wanted to make sure that this was real. "Babe? Please tell me you can forgive me? I want to be there for you and for our baby. Can we at least talk?"

I managed to stop myself crying long enough to be able to talk. "It was the last thing that either of us was expecting. I do think that we need to talk though." We both went and sat on the sofa and things felt a little tense. "Why did it take you so long to come round? Why did you leave me when you promised that you never would?"

"It's a shock. I thought that I was losing you, I was preparing myself for the doctor to say you had a tumour or cancer and then in his next breath he is telling us we are going to be parents. We are still young and only known each other a few weeks. It was the last thing I was expecting."

"I wasn't expecting it either but when I came home to a note and some of your clothes gone, it hurt. You left me on my own to deal with it Tom. Even if you didn't come round to the idea I was still going to be left holding the baby, literally." My voice was started to rise slightly as all the hurt came to the surface and started to bubble over. "You didn't even stay to talk to me. You literally walked out on me at the hospital and left me to come home alone not knowing what or who I was coming back too. Not knowing whether or not you were here, whether you were even still on the site. You stayed in the caravan next door and didn't even tell me. I found out off of the dickhead from the Chinese when he delivered to me."

Tom sat there and stared at the floor. "I'm sorry babe. I always knew I would come back to you, I just needed time to come round to the idea. I want to be with you and I want to be a family. Please? Tell me I haven't blown things with us babe. Whatever I need to do to try and make things right, just tell me and I'll do it." I saw the sadness in his eyes and couldn't stay mad. I leant forward and kissed him.

"I can forgive you, I just needed to vent and let it all out, you needed to know how I felt too. I just needed to tell you how I felt and needed to hear a few things from you. I needed to know that you want me and this baby because we are a package now. Are you sure that you want this?"

Tom pulled me into him tighter. "Yes, I want you. I want our baby and I want to be a family."