Tom Holland Imagines

9 | Emergencies On The Go

"I can't wait to get back home," You groaned, plopping down in one of the uncomfortable seats in the airport's waiting area. 

"I know, love. You and me both," Tom answered as he sat down beside you and patted your thigh. 

"Yeah, but you haven't been carrying a child inside of you for the past six months," You said. 

"True," Tom agreed, placing a hand on your stomach and giving it a small rub. "You've been doing great, Y/N. Just a couple more months." 

You placed your hand over his. "Can't wait to meet them," You smiled. 

"Me neither," He answered. 

"Oh. My. God," You heard behind you and you turned around in your seat, immediately regretting ever moving because the child inside of you decided to kick your ribs. 

A young girl was sitting on the row of seats behind you and her mouth was hanging wide open as her eyes shot between you and Tom. 

"You're Tom and Y/N Holland," She breathed. 

Tom chuckled. "Yes, we are," He said. 

"I'm really sorry to bother you but can I maybe take a picture with you?" She asked, holding her phone to her chest. 

"Don't be ridiculous. Come here," You laughed and she smiled broadly, hurrying over to your side. Tom helped you to your feet and the girl stood between the two of you. She held up her phone and you smiled at the camera. 

"Thank you so much," She grinned. 

"No problem. What's your name, love?" Tom asked her. 

"Oh, right. It's Rylie." She held out her hand and you shook it with a smile. 

"Nice to meet you, Rylie," You said. "So, where are you headed?" 

"New Zealand. I'm going to visit my grandparents," She answered. 

And then, your child decided to be annoying and kick your ribs. A choking sound left your throat and Rylie was taken aback. "You okay?" Tom asked as he placed his hand on your back. You nodded, clearing your throat. 

"Yeah, I'm great. Just need to sit down." You sunk down in the seat behind you and Tom handed you your water bottle. "Sorry, this happens all the time," You told Rylie. 

"No, it's totally fine. I should be heading back, actually. I'm sure my family is wondering where I am," She chuckled. 

"It was really nice to meet you. Have a great flight, Rylie," You smiled, opening your arms for a hug. 

"Thank you for making time for me. I know how busy you are with the movies and the baby," she said. 

You chuckled. "We always have time for fans." 

"Okay, bye," Rylie waved shortly before she skidded off. 

You giggled softly. "She's adorable." 

***

{Third Person POV}

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard on flight 277 to London, England. We will be taking off in about ten minutes so please find your seat and fasten your seatbelt. Enjoy your flight," The woman spoke through the comm. Y/N closed her eyes and rested her head against the headrest. The bubbling feeling of a wave of nausea troubled her contestants. She swallowed thickly as a frustrated groan came from her.

"Love?" Tom asked her softly. When she didn't answer, he placed his hand on her leg. "Y/N, what's wrong?" 

The aeroplane started to move and the light telling everyone to fasten their seatbelts lit up above their heads. 

"I'm going to faint," Y/N grumbled as she started fumbling with the buckle of her seatbelt. 

"Y/N, what are you doing?" Tom asked, trying to stop her hands from unbuckling the belt around her waist. 

"I can't breathe," She choked, fully unfastening the belt and dropping herself on the floor. She raised her legs in the air since that was what the doctor had told her to do anytime she felt herself starting to faint. 

"Y/N, get back in your chair. We're taking off soon," Tom rambled, unbuckling his own seatbelt and sitting down beside her on the floor. She was shaking her head from side to side as distressed moans came from her. 

Two flight attendants hurried toward the pair. "Sir, she has to sit down in her seat. We're about to take off," One of them said, crouching down to the floor. 

"I know but she fainted, she can't sit up," Tom said, gently rubbing Y/N's arm. "Y/N, baby, listen to me. You have to try to sit up." She shook her head before she used Tom's arm to sit up. 

"I'm gonna throw up." She made a gagging noise and Tom was quick to fetch the bag in her seat. She held it up to her face as everything she had eaten that day was coming out again. 

One of the two flight attendants sprung to her feet and rushed to the front of the plane. Not even ten seconds later, the aircraft started to slow down and the passengers around the couple started mumbling under their breath. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are turning back to the airport. We have a sick passenger on board. Apologies for the inconvenience," The pilot spoke through the intercom. 

While all of Y/N's food was still pouring out of her body, Tom was rubbing up and down her back in an attempt to ease her. 

The plane stopped with a sudden jolt and Y/N nearly dropped the bag with vomit, but she was in time to hold on to it. "Sir, we have to take her to the exit. The two of you will be taken straight back to the airport. She's not capable of flying right now," The flight attendant said. 

Y/N shook her head. "No, we can't. Don't turn the plane around. Everyone has their plans," She started to ramble. 

"Love, it's fine. You need to go to a doctor," Tom said. 

"No, it's not fine. Everyone's going to hate us." Hysteric tears were streaming down his girlfriend's face and his heart broke at the sight of it. He wanted nothing more than to take it all away from her. 

An older woman stood up from her seat and approached the young couple. "Honey, don't you dare say that. We have to do everything to keep you and that baby of yours safe," She said, rubbing a hand on Y/N's leg. She closed her eyes. "You have to think of yourself now." 

Y/N nodded, turning to her husband. "Okay," She said. 

Tom stood up and held out his hands. She took them in hers and she let him pull her off the floor. He wrapped his arm around her to keep her steady. The two were taken to the exit of the plane where an ambulance was waiting for them. 

Y/N was appointed a stretcher and she laid down. Her blood pressure and heartbeat were checked and turned out it was just the pregnancy hormones that had caused her episode. She was advised to spend another night in town just to make sure she was fully okay before hopping on another flight home. 

Tom was immediately occupied by booking another hotel room for the night and he made sure to get her the most comfortable one. 

As the two sat in the back of a cab back to the hotel, Y/N turned to Tom. "I'm sorry, Tom. I know how badly you wanted to go home," She said, fumbling with the hem of the sweater Tom had given her. 

"Love, it's okay," He said, taking her hand in his. "You scared the shit out of me. I'm just glad you and the baby are okay." After a second of silence, he chuckled lightly to himself. 

"What?" Y/N asked. 

"Travelling with you is never boring, huh?" Tom cheekily grinned.

Y/N laughed. "I hate you."