Euphoria ~Tom Hardy

Chapter 5

I'm startled when I look up to see none other than Tom himself. Are you fucking kidding me. I don't know whether to blow up at him and be pissed or be completely embarrassed depending on how much he did see.

I decided to roll down the window to see what he wants, hopefully not to make fun of me crying all alone in my car with the music blaring. Ugh can my life get any worse.

"Leah are you ok? I was just wanting to say I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to pressure you into going on a date with me and I can promise you that none of the things that you said could go wrong were any of my intentions at all. I geniuely wanted to get to know you better, I like you Leah." He finished with a look between worried and hopefulness.

I didn't know what to say to him. I mean he's actually worried about me and he likes me, but he doesn't even know me yet. How can he even like me? Maybe, just maybe, he's not as bad as I thought him to be.

I'm sure I look like a mess right now and Maria won't be home for another four hours. I figure there won't be no harm in it, so I look up into his worried eyes and say, "I'm fine, it's nothing so don't go worrying about it. Look I do have a lot of groceries to carry up. Do you want to help me? I'll make you a cup of tea or coffee, which ever you prefer."

He looks at me intently like he's deciding on what to do, but then smiles at me as he says, "I'll help you and I would love a cup of tea."

He opens my door for me to get out of my car, such a gentlemen. As I walk towards the truck I can feel his eyes watching my every move. I only have five grocery bags and he takes all of them with his signature smirk on his face. I'm guessing he's back to his egotistical self, great, please just don't say anything stupid.

I follow him up the stairs to my apartment and open up the door as he moves to the side.

I start to boil some water in the kettle, while I put the groceries up. Tom is setting at the kitchen table just watching me as I go about. Waiting patiently for me to get done.

I make our cups of tea and set down with him at the kitchen table and ask, "So you followed me home just to tell me your sorry and that you like me?"

He shakes his head as to say yes, but stops as he asks me, "Are you sure your ok? I don't want to pry, but you were setting in your car crying for an awful long time. Leah, you can talk to me about anything, I'm not the kind of person who's going to make fun of you or go tell everyone. I'm here for you if you need me."

I can feel a tear slide down my cheek and my heartbeat quicken as I try to hold the tears back. I don't need to start crying again. It's hard doing all of this without them, when it is all for them. I feel his heat radiating off of him as his strong arms pick me up and I can't hold them back no more. I let them flow not caring what I look like anymore.

I didn't even know he walked us to my bedroom until he laid me down onto my bed and cuddle up next to me rubbing my back as he whispered sweet comforting words to me. I don't know how long I was laying there crying, but the next thing I know is I'm waking up to my face laying on something naked, solid, and soft.

I move my hand upwards until I find a face and instinctively set up looking at a very confused Tom. I'm shocked and dazed all at the same time. No I scream in my head.

"We didn't, oh god tell me we didn't. This ruins everything. What have I done? Oh please tell me we didn't. Dammit how could you. What the fuck is wrong with me." I start to shake my head as I feel tears brimming my eyes.

He grabs me and wraps me in a warm hug and says, "Calm down Leah. We didn't do anything I promise. I just wanted to comfort you. I sure as hell wasn't just going to set there like an idiot while you bawled your eyes out last night."

I stop crying as I look up into his eyes, melting at the sight. He's been so caring and he doesn't even know me. He hadn't even asked why I was crying last night. Wait last night, fuck, where's Maria. We were suppose to have a girls weekend. Shit she's probably pissed at me now and won't speak to me for a couple of weeks if not longer, dammit how could I. I'm an idiot and a horrible best friend.

Tom notices my internal battle as he adds, "Maria is probably still sleeping. She came in here last night as soon as she got home. I hushed her so she wouldn't wake you, but slipped out from underneath you to go explain to her who I was and what happened. She of course told me that if anything happened to you and I was the cause, then she would rip me a new asshole by cutting my dick and balls off in one quick motion." He finished with a chuckle.

I sigh in relief, two very huge things averted, thank god. I look at him with amusement and say, "She will too, don't underestimate her. She may be small, but she is one very ferice girl when you piss her off."

He just chuckled at what I say as he pulls me in for a hug and kisses the top on my head sending electric shocks down my body making me shiver. I instinctively move closer into his embrace, loving every second of it. It's like pure bliss with a side of cloud 9. These past couple of days turned out better than I thought as I sigh in content.