Happily ever after ? (A Tom Hiddleston fanfic)

The evil mother-in-law to be

*Lexie*
"You came early". I say, as we are standing in the elevator on the way to our floor. Not really knowing what else to say. My brain is wheeling with everything that just happened.

He offers me his arm when the door dings and I take it. "Yeah I was lucky to get an early plane". He looks thoughtful. "So that Tom guy, he is a friend of yours I understand".

"Yeah. My mom is a fan of his, he is an actor you know. I have run into him a couple of times. He is a nice guy". I bite my lip. "I am sorry about what Gustavo said, he is a bit weird".

He wave me of. "It wasn't Your fault sweetie, but I have to admit that I didn't really enjoy seeing you dancing with him". He looks me in the eyes. "I can trust you that nothing happened between you and him right ?"

"I promise you Eddie, nothing wrong has happened between us. We have only talked, had lunch with my parents and such". I say. Why do I feel like I am lying, when I am not really. Is it because I know I am much more attracted to Tom than I should be ? Because I know that dance ignited something inside me it shouldn't have ?

He nods, and kisses my forehead, waiting for me to open my door with my keycard. "I believe you then".

"Thank you Edward, Your trust means a lot to me". I say, as I go to take a water from the mini-bar, still feeling thirsty after the dance lesson. "I am happy you are finally here, even if it is in Your own room".

He sits down on the couch, folding his hands in his lap. "Actually sweetie, there is something we have to talk about considering that".

"Considering what ? You having Your own room ? You know I have no problem with you staying here at all". I say, taking a swig of the water.

"No not that, and I better sleep in my own room, to make my mom happy". He say with a small smile. "I have to go back to LA the day after tomorrow.. I got a very important facelift to do and some pre surgery appointments".

I stare at him. "You are not staying here ? You are going back to LA to do a facelift.. now in the middle of our marriage preparation ?"

"It will only be 3 days, maybe 4". He says grabbing my hand. "But it is the wife of a boss from a very important movie studio. And the appointment is with the governor's wife. I couldn't say no".

"Yeah I can see how that is much more important than our wedding and why you need to abandon me here again". I say rather sarcastically.

He smiles as he gets up, kissing my cheek. "I know you would understand sweetie. I am going to go unpack before dinner. See you later".

And then he leaves me standing there, feeling a bit lost. Why are we doing this, having this big fancy wedding that I don't really want, when Edward clearly don't care enough to stay here and help ?

I soon find myself wandering aimlessly around the hotel, thinking about my life and this marriage. I had seen me and Edward as the perfect couple. I mean we never fight. He is nice, handsome and has a good job. He always treat me right. But it there more to love than getting along ?

"Lexie, just the woman I was looking for". I hear possibly the voice I least want to hear right now, Edward's mother is stalking towards me down the hallway. "I need to to come with me and try the dress".

*Tom*
I am walking through the foyer of the hotel when I hear a high pitched voice gushing from the small boutique. "Oh Lexie darling, you look absolutely stunning. Like a real princess".

"I am just not sure Elizabeth, I feel like I am kind of drowning in it. It's clearly made for someone much taller". I hear Lexie's voice and I can't stop myself from going over there and peaking in.

Lexie is standing on a platform, clad in the most ridiculous giant wedding dress I ever saw. She looks like a cake topper or a cupcake, almost drowning in it. There is a very british looking woman standing in front of her. "Unfortunately we can't really do anything about the high. A tall statuesque bride is just so much more beautiful".

"Yeah I'm sorry, my legs only grew till they reached the ground". Lexie's says with a stiff smile and I can't help chuckling.

I am wondering if I should move on, but then Lexie turns her head, spotting me. She waves me inside with a somewhat desperate look. "Tom, hi.. come meet Edwards mom, Elizabeth Throckmorton".

"A pleasure meeting you ma'am.. Tom Hiddleston at Your service". I smile and bow my head slightly towards her.

She looks at me like I am something rather nasty the cat has dragged in. Clearly taking in my appearance. "Hiddleston it's Scotch , a lowbrow country surname". She say, now clearly looking down her nose at me.

Okay, it's rare that I truly dislike people, but this woman, Well she has to take some kind of price, for being the most unsympathetic person I ever met. "Well yeah you are probably right. I on the other hand is half english.. you know a real mut.. at least they did let me into Eton and Cambridge anyway".

Lexie probably feel it is time to intervene, at least she clears her throat. "Uhm Tom what do you Think ?" She makes a slow turn in the gigantic dress.

"What are you wearing darling, you look like a cake topper gone wrong, or like you are getting swallowed by a cupcake". I say honestly. I know Lexie didn't pick this dress, and I know she wants the truth.

"This.. this is a haute couture one of a kind designer gown". The chairwoman of the british welcome committee hisses. "But I guess someone like you wouldn't know a designer dress from a strippers costume".

"It might be, but it's still fucking ugly and totally wrong on Lexie". I say, looking the dress over again. "But you are right of course, I really don't have any experience with one or another. You on the other hand seems to know both quite well, so knock yourself out. See you around Lexie".

*Lexie*
"See you Tom". I say, watching him leave. I am so angry right now. I can't believe Elizabeth was that much of a bitch towards Tom. But he handled her very well.
She glares after him. "What an absolute rude man. Can you believe it? I hope you're not hanging out with him. He is clearly bad company."

I hurry into the changing room to get out of the dress, leaving her with a sly smile. "Elizabeth.. Well apparently I like hanging out with rude men. Can you believe it?"

When I come back out she still look rather shocked and I can't keep my mouth shut. "But Tom he happens to be worth more than ten of Your snobbish friends. He is the most genuine, giving, honest, kind, generous and caring man you will never meet. It's so sad that you're to focussed on Your own 'royal world' and can't see that". I walk towards the door. "He didn't deserve to be treated like that".