Dusty (Tom Hiddleston /Reader)

Boyfriend

A few months went by, and Tom was on a shoot for another movie. While he was gone, I found myself in a relationship, his name was Lorence and he was everything I could ask for in a man... Or so I thought.

I was sitting with Lorence snuggled on the couch, his arm over my shoulder. I closed my eyes resting my head on him when my phone buzzed. I felt Lorence move, looking in the direction of the sound.

"Who is Tom?" He said in a low tone. My sleepy eyes opened to see his brown ones starting me down.

"Oh, it's my boss." I smiled lifting my hand to grab the phone from him. Lawrence yanked his arm back.

"Oh, really? Your boss calls you 'darling'?" His voice growing in anger.

"Yes, but it's not a big deal," I said shocked at the outburst.

"So, you never stay the night with me but your sleeping with your boss?!" He said standing and yanking me up by my wrists.

"I have never slept with him! I told you I have never slept with anyone."

He let go of my wrists leaving them aching. When he backhanded me and knocking me to the ground.

I screamed praying, someone would hear me.

"You lying tramp!" He yelled grabbing my hair lifting me from the ground.

I screeched feeling hairs ripping from my scalp.

He began to hit me repeatedly, I tried to run but he pinned me to a corner.

"HELP!!" I managed to yell between hits.

"You tramp! no one will want you after I beat you... darling." He hissed the nickname.

I scratched and fought as best I could but he was stronger.

I was screaming when the wind was knocked out of me from a blow to the rib.

I was gasping for breath when the front door opened.

A tall man pulled Lawrence off of me.

"Get off of her!" The man growled.

I was still gasping when a second shorter man was kneeling in front of me.

"Let's get you out of here." The short man helped me to my feet. "Your ok, your ok" His Irish accent cooed as he helped me to my feet.

The tall man was cussing out Lawrence and pushing him.

The Irish man helped me out of the apartment.
He grabbed his cell and called the police.
We sat on the curb waiting for them to arrive.

"What's your name?" He asked after hanging up.

"Y/n," I said holding my side.

"I'm Andrew."

"How did you hear me?" I asked.

"We were filming in the ally." he smiled.

Then my rescuers' faces made sense. "Sherlock, right?" I laughed.

"Yes, Benedict heard you and we ran as fast as we could, sorry we were not there sooner" Andrew said.

"It's ok, Im just happy you found me."

The police arrived and
Benedict came out of the apartment.

He walked over to us, sitting down next to me. "You doing ok?"

I nodded.

"Is there anywhere we can take you?" Cumberbatch asked.

"Actually it's not too far from here. Could you take me to Belsize Park, I have a friend there."

"of course." Benedict smiled.

Authors Note:
Thanks for reading hope you are enjoying the story. Sorry, it has been so long since I updated. Please comment and vote!!!
P.s. I googled Tom's house and sadly "Belsize Park" was all the info I could get. lol!!!
Darn Tom not telling me his exact address!!!! LOL!!