la collection 2

1. Protective

Protective

Summary: You are late in your pregnancy and go out without Tom and get attacked by paparazzi.

Warnings: Shouting, fluff

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You and Tom have been married for a little over a year. You are currently pregnant with your first born. You and Tom were struggling to get pregnant, the reason being? No one knows. Ever since you got pregnant Tom has been serving you hand and foot, even though you are fully capable of doing it yourself, well, not fully. You adored it though. You found it cute that he was so protective over you and the unborn baby. As time passed by and you getting bigger, Tom got more protective and stressed about you and the baby's safety because he gets followed 24/7 by fans and paparazzi and sometimes haters.

You are 8 months pregnant and home alone. You are watching a series that you just found. Tessa's head lying on your lap, eyes shut and soft snores from her. You started to feel a little peckish so you, disapproval from Tessa, get up and walk to the kitchen to find a snack. You open the junk cupboard, the place where you keep your junk food. You know you're supposed to eat healthily but what will a few Oreos do?

The cupboard is empty, much to your dismay. You huffed out a breath in frustration. You close the cupboard and walk towards your front door. You put on a pair of shoes, grab your bag and keys and take a quick glance of yourself in the mirror to see if you looked presentable. You see that you do. You shout a quick bye to Tessa before opening the door and walking outside, locking it behind you. You walk to your car and drive to the nearest gas station to buy some food.

Getting out of the car was an absolute nightmare. People were blocking your path, asking you questions and asking to take a photo with them. You politely decline with your hand on your belly, worried for her safety. You eventually get into the shop. Security seeing the commotion outside, locking the doors so no one can enter. You give him a thank you nod. You quickly find Oreos and pick up a couple of Mars bars, knowing they are Tom's favourite. Seems like a nice gift for when he gets home from filming. You quickly pay and mentally prepare yourself for what's happening outside. You look at the crowd that has somehow gotten bigger. You can already feel your face paling. You wrap your arm around your belly protectively. You take a deep breath in and nod at the security guard to open the door.

You take one step outside and are blinded and deaf from the flashing lights of the camera and the screams of, mostly, teenage girls. You again politely decline pictures and ignore questions the paps were throwing at you. You are almost to your car when you suddenly are pushed to the ground. Your hands instinctively push out in front of you, so you don't fall on your baby and hurt her. Someone somehow managed to scratch your face on the way down. Your hands slip on the tar and a huge gash is present on your hand. You felt a sharp sting in both your hand and your face from the harsh cuts. Someone puts their hand on your shoulder. You flinch back and protectively put your hand on your belly, preventing any danger. You turn around to see a young girl with a concerned expression on her face.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help." She says softly. You notice that everyone is gathered around you. Still throwing questions at you. Out of the corner of your eye, you see another girl picking up your contents and your handbag. She walks towards you and gives you your things back. The two girls help you up off the floor and become your bodyguard the rest of the way to your car. You couldn't be more grateful for them. Once you get to your car you give them each a hug and thank them profusely. You get into your car and speed home, just wanting to get to bed and rest.

You arrive in your driveway and shut down the engine. You take a minute to let what had just happened sink in. Your eyes brim with tears, realising that your baby could have gotten really hurt. You stroke your bump with both hands, speaking to her.

"I am so sorry that I put you through that, baby girl. I will try my hardest to keep you safe. I love you." The tears manage to fall from your eyes and stream down your cheeks. After your short cry session, you wipe your cheeks clean. You gather your stuff and make your way inside the house.

You unlock the door to a stressed looking Tom, sitting on the couch head in his hands. Once he hears the door close his head snaps up and you can see relief in his eyes but also anger. He notices the cut on your cheek and the smeared blood. Fear and concern harden on his face and he's immediately off the couch and in front of you.

"What the hell happened?!" He asks with a risen voice. You bow your head, avoiding eye contact.

"I-uh went to the c-corner shop and there w-were a lot of pe-people. S-someone managed to push me over." You choke out. You head still bowed. You see Tom's legs move away from you.

"Why didn't you call me?!" he shouts, you flinch at the loud voice.

"I didn't want to bug you." You whisper. You start fiddling with your hands to calm yourself down.

"Didn't want to bug me? You could have called Harrison or taken Tessa with you!" He shouts again. You look up to see him using large hand gestures, extenuating his anger. His hand running harshly through his hair.

"Something could have happened to her." He whispers out. You feel the guilt rise up inside of you and you can't swallow down the tears. You let out a sob, Tom hears this and walks over to you, his face softening. Realizing that what he had said hit you harder than he thought.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to go off on you like that." He apologises. His hand reaches up to rest on your cheek. You lean into his touch. He tilts your head up and wipes away the fallen tears.

"I just don't want anything to happen to my two favourite girls." He whispers, his other hand stroking your protruding belly. His kind, brown eyes swirling with worry and love, the type of love that he will forever have with his family and only his family. He lifts his head and places a kiss to your forehead; the feeling of safety and tranquillity relaxes you immediately. Knowing that you have Tom, you have everything you could ever want. A handsome, caring husband and a beautiful daughter on the way. You knew you have reached happiness you thought you would never receive.

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