(Part 2 to no. 56)
"You'll be ready to leave in a few hours." The doctor says checking up on the baby and me. Tom stood aside. Quiet.
"Should I drop off the stuff in the car now?" Harrison suggests. "Ah yeah. Sure." Tom says packing up the bags.
"Listen, Y/n, there's something I have to tell you about." Tom speaks. "I know about it. I saw the pictures." I reply not letting him go further into it. "Oh. Hear me out." He says. "Okay." I reply softly. "What ever you saw is kind of true. I mean the pictures at the cafe. She wanted to have coffee so I went with her after the set and I didn't know she was going to hold my hand and stuff. I did push it off but you know." He says. "So the picture of you sleeping next to her is also true?" I ask. "Wait what?" He asks confused. "You got lipstick on your jaw Tom." I say. He takes out my pocket mirror wiping off. "I really know nothing about that." He says. "She posted that." I say. He mouths an Oh as he itches the back of his head trying to remember everything.
"Y/n, whatever happened was a mistake and I never meant it to happen. Please." He speaks giving up.b"I don't know. I'm really tired and this is the least I expect right now." I say. He nods his head in agreement. "I think we need a break. Everything is happening too fast and I just want to relax first. You have to sort everything out." I speak again. "I will. I promise. Y/n, I can't leave you alone with the baby so can like stay with you but I'll sleep in the guest room." He says. I nod my head.
"Alright everything is in the car." Harrison says as he opens the door. I carry the baby as I walk towards the car. Tom's hand around my shoulder as he carries my bag. The usual flashes here and there and we are safely in the car.
Tom's mom greets us as we open the door. "Where's Emily?" I ask. "She got bored waiting so she went to the park with Harry." His mom says. "What's that?" Tom asks as he points at a small suitcase near the sofa. "Oh, since you are flying out and Y/n got the baby I thought I would move in for couple of days to help her." His mom says. "That's nice." I say handing over her grandson to her and walking to the bedroom. Tom following behind me.
"You are leaving? Is that why you are so calm when I said about the break?" I half shout at him. "No. No. It's nothing like that." He says. "Then when were you going to tell me? Or you were just planning to fly off before I woke up? With that new girl of yours?" I say. Angry with his actions. "I didn't know how to tell you." He says. "Really Thomas??" I say folding my arms. "Wait. I'm going to call the director and tell him that I can't go anymore." He says taking his phone and dialing. I open my mouth to speak but he stops me. "Hello. Yeah. Um, about the whole other set thing. Um, I can't go anymore. Y/n went into labour and she needs me." I hear him say before hanging up. "Done." He says.
"Tom, it's just the part that you didn't want to tell me that is sad." I say. "Y/n, we can talk about it later. Get some sleep now." He says helping me on the bed. "Don't think about it much okay. I'll sort everything out." He says before kissing my forehead.
