•løv£l¥• Tom Holland Imagines/Smut

Twins~ T.H

YOUR POV
"TOM!" You screamed into the hall from the living room. "TOM!!" You yell at him again. Within seconds he came rushing from the kitchen into the living room.

"I'm here, I'm here! What is it?" He asks as he stands next to the couch you were sitting on.

"My water just broke." You say then slowly get up from the couch.

"Oh shit, oh shit! Your water broke!" Tom realizes.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I just said that." You say then hold on to your hip for support.

"Are you sure it wasn't an accident?" He asked you. One time you thought your water broke but it turned out you just pissed on yourself. You glance at him.

"I learned my lesson. I'm pretty sure I would know if it was an accident. Now are you going to take me to a hospital or what?" You say annoyed but not really meaning it in that way.

"Oh yes. The hospital.... the hospital." He says then rushes back out to the hall. You assumed it was to get the prepared hospital bag that was in the bedroom. You were in pain and even standing hurt. Tom comes back quickly and he hands you a phone while he holds the hospital bag.

"Who's on the phone?" You ask as you take it.

"Harry. Just tell him to meet us at the hospital with everyone else." You listen to him and put the phone up to your ear, saying a small 'hi' to Harry.

"(Y/N), what's up?" Harry asked through the phone.

"Tell everyone to meet us at the hospital." You huff into the phone. You got a contraction and nearly tripped when trying to walk out the door but Tom grabs onto you to help with stability.

"What, why? What's going on?" Harry asks with worry in his voice.

"I'm having the baby." You tell Harry then grab onto Tom a bit harder when you got another contraction.

"Oh my God. Okay, we'll be right there." He says and you can hear some rustling in the background.

"Don't forget to call my mom. No matter how many times the phone goes to voicemail, keep calling!" You say as Tom opens the passenger door for you to get in.

Your mother was a busy retailer and often shut off her phone while she was at work, only allowing her work phone to be on. Although she knew she was busy, she told you that she would not miss the birth of your child and that if she did she will never forgive herself.

"Okay, got it. Good luck (Y/N)." Harry says before he hung up the phone.

"Tom... Tom... Please start the car." You pant. Your legs feeling weak along with more contractions.

"Just a second babe, let me put the stuff in the back." He says as he finishes buckling you in and shutting the door. He throws the prepacked bag in the back seat then rushed to the driver's seat.

"To the hospital, we go." He says as he starts the engine and all you could do was draw daggers at him with your eye. 

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"Can I get a wheelchair, please? My wife is in labor." Tom said as he helped you walk through the doors of the hospital. Two nurses came rushing to your side, one of them with a wheelchair for you.