Tom held your hand the entire ride to the airport. He went from gentle, loose hand hold to a white knuckled grip as you cruised closer to Heathrow. Dom drove, with Nikki up front and you, Tom, Harrison and Paddy in the back. Tessa, of course was seated comfortably on Tom's lap.
Dom pulled into a spot and parked the car. He looked back at everyone and gave a cheesy smile.
"Alright! Get out and don't come back until you're a proper movie star," he joked.
Everyone laughed and started unbuckling and exiting the vehicle. You couldn't help but just watch Tom the whole time, everything he did you wanted to record, save, catalog, file it in some memory bank in your brain...in your heart.
Tom, grabbing his suitcase from the trunk-filed. Tom, hiking his trousers up after bending over-filed. Tom, rubbing the back of his neck, sighing and looking at you-filed.
Looking at you.
Looking at you like he didn't know where to go from here.
You smiled at him, bringing a hand up to fix his necklace. You moved the clasp behind his neck and placed your hand on his chest.
"Ready?" you asked.
He licked his lips and took a deep breath.
"Ready," he said, giving you a nod.
The six of you, well seven including Tessa, filed into the terminal, heading towards Tom's gate. You glanced up at the monitor: LHR to ATL Departing 10:35 On Time. Your eyes started to well. On time. No more delay. No more distractions. No more Tom.
You reached the security line for his flight. The point of no return. He turned to come over and say goodbye to his mum, dad, Paddy, until finally crouching down to nuzzle Tessa.
You were the last, holding onto Tessa's leash. You just looked at him, accepting the fact that you were going to be a mess, but still trying your damnedest to keep it together.
"Come with me," he said, holding his hand out. And for a moment, you thought, Yes! Anywhere! Everywhere! But then you realized he only meant in line with him.
You gave Tessa's leash to Paddy and took Tom's hand, following him and Harrison to the back of the line.
Harrison was no dummy. He went ahead so the two of you could have some alone time
Tom immediately pulled you to him, holding you by the waist, his other hand pushing his bag inch by inch while the line slowly moved towards the metal detectors.
Keep it together, you thought. Your arm was around his waist too and you were terrified to let go. Maybe if you just kept holding on, he couldn't actually leave.
"I'll call you when I land," Tom said softly. It was like he was making small talk while you waited in line. Of course he'll call you. You're his girlfriend. He better damn well call you.
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Imagine: Boy Toy
FanfictionSo 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...