Diving Into Love, I Go - A Tom Daley Love Story

Chapter Twenty Five

Erin's POV

Tom was still fast asleep when I woke up in a rather startled way. At first I didn't know where I was and the first thing that crossed my mind was the fact that it was too quiet. Far too quiet.

I was so used to hearing Adam singing in the bathroom whilst taking a shower, Taylor arguing with the toaster for burning her bread and Matt knocking on my door for a heads-up that Taylor is about to hog the bathroom.

But instead I woke up to the sound of silence and the occasional singing of the birds.

It was only 7am so I tried to force myself to sleep but the moment passed and the last remnants of sleep gone. With nothing else to do I faced Tom and gently trace the outline of the Olympic rings that were etched onto his right bicep.

Tom groaned in his sleep and cautiously open an unfocused eye. His liquid chocolate eye met mine and offered a smile.

"Time is it?" he muttered, his head still muddled with sleep. His voice in the morning was husky and low that I couldn't help but find it so attractive.

"Just gone half 7" I replied. He hummed his reply and kiss me on the head before attempting to go back to sleep. I chuckled at his antics, I've known him for nearly 9 months and despite his early start at training I soon knew that Tom is not a morning person. He's anything but a morning person. If he has it his way I knew he would sleep until noon and if he was woken up too early he turns to Mr. Moody until a few hours later where he finally accepts that he can't go back to his warm bed.

"Come on, sleepy head. We're going to miss the day if we stay in bed." I shook him gently but he shook his head in defiance and snuggled deeper into his pillow with a smile creeping unto his face.

"Thomas" I said in a serious voice and he knows I mean business when I call him with his full name.

"I'm awake. I'm awake." he sighed in defeat and rubbed his eyes before opening them. I gave him a kiss on the cheek before rolling out of bed and making my way straight into the bathroom.

***

We got out of the BnB an hour later and opted to have breakfast in a small quiet cafe down the road.

Tom managed to convinced me to hike up the hills that I vowed never to walk up ever again.

"Don't worry, I've got dock leaf!" he joked bending down to pick up a dock leaf growing by the side of the path and waved it at my face.

"We don't have a map! We'll get lost!" I tried to say in defiance.

"Don't be daft, we don't need a map. As long as we stick to the path we'll be fine" he laughed as he brought his arm around my shoulders.

"But..." I trailed as he gave a a childish pout and attempted a puppy dog eyes.

"Pwease..."

"I'm going to kill you if I get the slightest sting from those bloody nettles..." I narrowed my eyes at him in warning. Thankfully I was wearing my ankle boots with tights and not the flats I was intending to wear. I wore a floral dress with a long black blazer above it and a belt to draw in my waist. It was a sunny day but it was still a bit chilly. Although it was going to brighten up and warm up later in the day.

Tom looked as casual as ever, I don't I have ever seen him wearing something that doesn't suit him and he often only wear his speedos! He wore a white button up shirt with a few buttons undone and a light brown chinos. I've notice that he's very fond of chinos and every time I see him he's wearing a different coloured one. He wore a forest green jacket with a hood and sleeves rolled up to his elbows. To top it all of he wore the whitest converse I have ever seen.