So maybe your life is in shambles and you run away to London to get your head straight. Sure, you don't really have a plan but the Universe does, and before you know it, some kid from Kingston has completely turned your world upside and your body i...
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"Y/N, what is the matter?" Tom appeared around the corner, his hands raised like wtf?
"Tom, be a dear and go back inside," Nikki said in a pleasant but stern voice. Tom looked at her, then at you, then back at her and put his hands in his pockets, backing away.
You looked up when you were sure he was gone. Your face felt so hot and puffy. Whatever was in Harry's drink had you reeling.
"I'm sorry," you said, sniffing, "I just lost it. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know he was leaving so soon."
"You don't have to apologize," she sighed, "It's never easy at first. When Dom started doing comedy, he was on the road all the time. It was a difficult transition."
"What did you do?" you asked, wiping your eyes on your sleeve.
"We checked in with each other everyday. Even if it was only to say, 'I'm too tired to talk right now'. You have to be each other's touchstone,"she answered.
"And," she patted your arm," you have to remember that he's going to miss you just as much as you miss him."
You leaned your head back against the brick wall. Never in million years did you think you would be getting relationship advice from your boyfriend's mother.
"He really loves you, you know," Nikki sighed, almost as if the thought of some other woman nabbing Tom's affection made her sad. Well not almost. That was exactly what it was.
"I really love him too, Nikki," you said quietly.
"I know, dear, and I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt him," her voice remained pleasant but there was a fierce undertone to it. Mama Bear was not here for anyone hurting her cubs.
You stood up, swaying a bit from the head rush and drink. You placed a hand on the wall until you felt the earth settle.
"Will you tell Tom I went home? I don't think I can go back in there and I don't want to ruin anything further. This is his night."
Nikki smoothed your hair down, smiling at you.
"Of course. Get some sleep," she said, giving you a warm hug.
You grabbed a cab home and found yourself struggling to open the door. Your fingers felt numb and your brain was just ready to turn itself off.
The bolt finally gave way and you wandered into the flat, peeling off layer after layer of clothing. Then you collapsed onto the bed, and drifted off to sleep.
At some point in the night, you felt the bed sink down next to you and an arm wrap around you. Tom was home and he was hot and sweaty and smelled like beer. He pulled you closer to him and started kissing your neck and shoulder, moaning softly. But it didn't sound entirely like lust. There was something else.
You turned the light on and sat up to look at him.
"Tom, what..."
And you saw his face was red and wet and tears were flooding his bloodshot eyes. Oh boy, he was a bit of a drunken mess.
"Hey..." you said, soothingly, playing with his hair.
"You left," his voice cracked and he wiped his nose on his arm.
"I'm sorry, Tiger," you said in the same soothing voice. You'd never seen him like this. It was breaking your heart to think you did this to him. Well, you and those fucking shots Harry kept passing around.
Tom leaned in quickly and kind of fell on top of you, shoving his tongue in your mouth and blindly groping you. He was still completely dressed and in no shape for any such antics. You pried him off of you pushed him gently back onto the bed.
"Easy, Tiger," you said, pulling his boots off and tossing them to the floor. You helped him sit him up and took his shirt off. He swayed and looked at you, then held your face in both of his hands.
"Don't leave me," he said, his eyes were glazed over but so serious and sad.
"I'm never going to leave you, Tom," you smiled, appeasing him while you worked on his trousers. They were...tight.
He leaned in to kiss you again, this time not so sloppy. You brought your hands up to his and kissed him back, lovingly.
"Come here," you said, after breaking the kiss. He curled up next to you, resting his head on your bosom.
"I love you, Y/N," he mumbled into your chest. Your fingers curled around his locks, as you stared at the ceiling.
"I love you, Tom," you sighed.
His breathing slowed and steadied itself and he was out cold. You turned the light off and kept hearing Nikki's words over and over in your head.
You have to remember that he's going to miss you just as much as you miss him.
