Brother's Best Friend (Tom Holland x Reader

Chapter 31: I Need You

A couple days have gone by since the whole fight. These past couple of days I haven't been eating much, or slept much. Tom has called and text multiple times trying to get me back, but I just need some time to think. I know that I love him, but I don't know if I can live my life without Harrison.

I was currently watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, when my phone started to ring. I picked it up thinking that it was Tom and I was about to decline, when I realized it was the Kingston local hospital. I picked up the phone, not knowing why they called.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hello, is this y/n Osterfield?"

"Uh, yes this is. Is everything okay?"

"Well, you are Tom Holland's emergency contact, so we need to inform you that he was in a serious car accident."

I felt my heart drop. Even if we are in a fight right now, this broke my heart.

"O-okay. Uh, thank you. What are your visiting hours?"

"8am to 8pm."

"Thank you." I ended the call, yes it was a bit rude, but I need to get to the hospital now. I look at the clock at 3:23pm. I grab my keys and quickly run over to the Hollands house. Tears were streaming down my face just thinking about Tom being hurt. I burst through the door, without knocking, and I see Nikki and Sam sitting in the living room.

"Y/n, what wrong?" Nikki says.

"Tom...Car accident...hospital," is all I could say. Nikki and Sam's eyes widen. "I'm going now, do any of you want to come with me?"

"I'll go, but give me your keys, I'll drive," Sam says, getting up from the couch. I throw him the keys, and we both head into my car. Sam quickly drives over to the hospital. The tears stop falling from my eyes, but the worry increases every second I don't see him.

We arrive at the hospital and I basically run into it at full speed, Sam closely behind. I run to the front desk and say, "Tom Holland, I'm here for Tom Holland."

"How are you associated with him?" the front lady asks.

"I'm his fiancee and this is his brother," I say quickly.

"Okay, well you guys can take a seat in the waiting room, and wait for the doctors to update you," she says. We nod and we go to the waiting room. I sit down next to Sam, in silence.

I shouldn't have ignored him for all this time. His last memory of us is me leaving him. I should have never left him, I can't lose him. I feel Sam's arm wrap around my shoulder, trying to comfort me.

"I shouldn't have left Tom like I did. I was just so frustrated with the situation, and I left. If I haven't we probably wouldn't be in this situation right now," I say, tears building up in my eyes.

"You can't blame this on yourself. There is nothing you could have done to change this," Sam says. He was going to continue but the doctor came into the waiting room and called out Tom's name. We both quickly stood up and walked over to him.

"Is he alright?" I ask.

"He is currently in a coma," he says, and I zoned out. I could see his mouth moving and saying what else happened but I can't hear him. All I could think is what if he doesn't wake up? The last thing I said to him wasn't something out of love, but out of frustration. What if I can't say I love you, or even good-bye?

"You can see him now if you want," the doctor says.

"You go, I'll give you two some space," Sam says. I just nod, and follow the doctor towards his room. He left me when I arrived at the closed door. I hesitate going in, but I slowly open the door.

I see Tom laying on the bed, lifeless, tubes all over his body. Tears stream down my cheek. I pull a chair next to his bed, and I just look at him. I grab his hand, wishing he would hold back, but I know he can't.

"Please don't leave me. I know I sound like a hypocrite, but please don't leave. I'm sorry for going, I should have stayed. I should have let you talk, and I should have listened. I miss you so much, Tommy. This is all my fault. I would understand if you would never forgive me," I say, waiting for Tom to answer.

"Right, you can't talk. I forgot I guess. I just need to tell you I love you. I love you so much, you have no idea. I love your laughter, your smile, the way you hold me in your arms. You make me feel safe, and make me feel like I'm the only person in the world. I want to be able to walk down the aisle and to see you on the other side. I need you, Tommy. I'm sorry," I say.

I wait for an answer. I wait for him to wake up, and to tell me everything's okay. "Who am I kidding, you're not going to wake up right now. But please hurry up."