Imagines : TOM HIDDLESTON #Wattys2015

Imagine being at the same club as Tom (part 4)

Imagine being at the same club as Tom (part 4)

Your head pounded like lead when you opened your eyes, and were equally confused to be in a hospital ward. The last thing you remember was being in that alley, waking up after being attacked to see him .... You shook your head, dismissing it as just a dream, but your friend soon brought you back to reality. "Y/N! Your awake finally! OMG are you okay?! The doctors told me you go attacked!", she rushed very quickly clutching at your arm scaring the life out of you, as you hadn't noticed her sitting next to you. She looked like she'd been crying, but was swaying side to side like she was still drunk. "Yeah, I did. I'm alright I think", you muttered rubbing your eyes, trying to make sense of it all. "Talk about getting saved by Prince Charming", she hissed, nudging me with a wink, as she pointed to the bed next to you, and you nearly died of shock. "No, it can't be. I- he wouldn't- but- he- omg!", you heaved in shock looking at the unconscious figure lying on the bed. You thought your mind had been playing tricks, your imagination running away, but you had to pinch yourself as you looked at him, your rescuer, Tom Hiddleston. His eyes were closed in a slight frown, his skin very pale with a drip out of his arm, his hand hanging off the bed as he slept. "I'm so jealous of you right now!", your friend hissed at you as you just sat there gawping at Tom. "What for? Getting attacked! I don't see that as something to be proud of!", you snapped at your friend, almost feeling your attackers hands on you again, making you shiver. "I mean of him! That he actually saved you! He gave you his jacket, gave you his blood. Heck, he even carried you to the ambulance! People would kill just to get a look at him, let along get him to carry them!". Your friend did have a point, but even so, you did have to pinch yourself again. "He is so much taller in real life though isn't he?", your friend chuckled as you both noticed how his feet hung off the end of the bed. "Yeah ... And sexier too", you chuckled, not being able to resist. "I heard that", Tom moaned, causing both of you to gasp in surprise and shock as he opened his eyes, and instantly beamed at you when he saw you. "Oh, erm well I'm going to go get a coffee, bye!", your friend jumped out of her seat and dashed out of the room. "How do you feel Y/N? Better?", Tom asked sitting up in bed, looking a little wearily at his arm. "Yeah, thanks. Is it true? What my friend said you did?", you asked him, not sure whether to look at him or not. "Yes. I-I just couldn't believe what that man had done to you. I couldn't just leave you there like that", he said sadly, his eyes flashing with anger as he remember it. "Well, thank you so much. I just can't believe it, that that happened. I just ...", you trailed off, not wanting that memory to ever come back. "Shh it's alright. He's been caught and locked away, Ben made sure they got the right guy". You breathed a sigh of relief, before a realisation struck you as you noticed you were in what little was left of your dress with Tom's jacket covering you underneath the blankets on the bed. "T-Tom, did you see me, erm, well, you know?", you asked sheepishly, already feeling your cheeks burning. "I-I, just covered you up, so a bit, yeah", he muttered, looking away and you noticed he blushed a little embarrassed. "Thanks". He smiled across at you, and reached over, gently squeezing your hand. Shortly the doctors came around to check you were both okay, and the police wanted a statement off you about what happened. You'd nervously told them what had happened, Tom sitting with his arm reassuringly around you. Eventually you were dismissed from the hospital, and Tom insisted on running you back home. Once there, he gave you a hug, wished you well and whispered "Stay safe Y/N. If you need help with anything, just let me know", slipping his number scrawled on some paper into your pocket. Even when he'd left, after the horrible incident you'd gone through, you couldn't help but smile, realising you'd made a friend in Tom.