A/N: This takes place May 16, 2018 for those of you who want to keep up with how far along Y/N is in the pregnancy
10 weeks 2 days
"Telling your family was the hard part. Now mine, they are going to be thrilled, I know it," Tom chuckled as you stood in the kitchen of your apartment in London, preparing your famous apple pie for the garden party his parents were throwing for his send off. He would be leaving in less than a week to go and film the second spider man and honestly, you were denying that it was so close. He would only be gone for 75 days, but with your body going through all these changes, you weren't looking forward to facing those ten weeks without him.
You just nodded in response to Tom, cutting another apple to go into the pan with the butter and brown sugar. You jumped a little when you felt Tom's arms wrap around your waist and his chin rest on your shoulder.
"What's wrong, darling? You've hardly said a word to me since we got back from your parents," he inquired. You could feel his breath on your neck and you sighed, setting the knife down on the counter with a loud clank.
"I just don't want to celebrate you leaving. You're going to be gone so long and I don't want to go through this alone," your voice cracks and you sniffle lightly, indicating to Tom that you're about to do the crying thing as he calls it. You groan loudly, realizing that the hormones are what's making you tear up and you lean your head into his which was still resting on your shoulder. His arms tightened around your middle and one of his hands laid flat on your stomach. He didn't say anything for a moment, for fear that he might upset you more.
"So," he paused, "why don't you come with me?"
Your head whipped around quickly to study his face, unsure if he was being serious or not. When your eyes met his, you knew he wasn't kidding.
"I-I don't...Can...Are you sure I can?" you question, knowing how strict Marvel and Sony are with shooting schedules and living arrangements and you wouldn't want to be the reason Tom got in trouble.
"Well, I am the star of the movie, so i doubt they'll fire me for bringing along the mother of my child," he chuckled, running his fingers along your t-shirt clad tummy. You turned around in his arms, leaning back against the counter as he placed both hands on your hips. You smiled at him, relishing in the fact that you wouldn't have to be without him for that long duration. "Well, what do you think darling?" He inquired, tilting his head to the side as his brown eyes glanced from yours down to your lips.
"I think I'd better pack," you say as your hands ran up his chest to his neck. He laughed as he pulled you into him, kissing your lips softly. His lips moved against yours slowly, but you tore yourself away when the smell of burnt sugar entered your nose. "Shit!" you exclaimed, pushing Tom away as you reached over and pulled the smoking skillet off the stove. You heard Tom chuckling behind you and you turned around slowly, looking at him through squinted eyes. Tom stopped laughing and his brows raised as he backed up slowly because he knows that, usually, the crying thing comes right before the evil thing which is what he calls your tempered alter-ego.
"I'm just going to ring my manager and tell him to make arrangements for us with Sony," he uttered quickly before bolting down the hall to the office.
After you remade the apples and put the pie in the oven, you went off to shower and get ready. You spent a few minutes standing in your towel in front of your closet trying to decide what to wear. You weren't showing yet, but pulling up your favorite jeans was a chore since you were bloated from the three sausage rolls you had from Greggs that morning so you decided on a summer dress and wedges for the occasion. Tom walked in the room just as you finished your makeup and he stared at you for a moment.
"What?" you chuckled, lightly running your highlight brush over your cheeks.
"Just thinkin'," he said nonchalantly, walking slowly over to where you were, at the desk in the corner.
"About?" you prodded, wanting to know what was on his mind.
"How gorgeous my baby mumma is," he giggled as he kissed the top of your head, earning a playful slap to the abdomen at the nickname. Just then, you heard the oven timer beep, signalling that the pie was ready. "Don't worry darling, I'll get it," he said, "finish getting ready."
The walk to his parents house from the apartment was short and you could already hear the chatter from the garden as you approached. Tom opened the door and you walked into the kitchen, setting the pie on the counter with all the other food that his extended family brought.
"There you are, you guys are late," You heard Tom's mom from behind you. Tom kissed her cheek and she came up to you, embracing you. "How are you, dear?" she said as she squeezed you briefly.
"I'm great Nikki, how are you?" You retort politely, earning a soft smile from her as she pulled away. She held you at arms length for a moment, looking you up and down.
"You look so lovely!" She exclaimed, making you blush. You look over at Tom who was sitting on the counter, a big grin on his face from watching you and his mom interact.
"Thank you so much!" you chuckle, hugging her again. When you pulled back, she turned to Tom, her arm still wrapped around your waist.
"Tom, can you go find your father? I want to speak to him about when we will be having supper." She inquired. He nodded, sending you a playful wink as he jumped off the counter to head out the door to the garden.
"Did you need any help cleaning up after supper, I ca-" you started but Nikki cut you off.
"So, how far along are you?" she inquired, her brow raised and a smirk plastered on her lips. You inhale sharply, not knowing how to respond. What? How did she know? Are you showing and didn't notice? Did Tom say something?
"I, uh, I," you stutter nervously, not knowing how to go about this without Tom. She chuckled lightly, squeezing your side even tighter. You decided that it would be best to just tell her the truth since she would be finding out tonight anyway. "I'm ten weeks," you finally said and she squealed in excitement before pulling you into a full hug.
"I knew the second I saw you. You're glowing and my son seems even more smitten with you than usual," she exclaimed, releasing your waist and moving to take a good look at you again. Before you could respond, Tom walked back in with Dom in tow.
"Woah, Y/N, you look ill," Dom chuckled lightly at your flushed face. Tom's expression was more of worry as he walked up to you and placed a hand on your cheek to feel your temperature.
"You alright, love?" He asked softly, searching your face for any sign of discomfort or pain.
"Yeah, just a little nauseous. I think I'm going to go to the restroom for a moment if you'll excuse me," you directed the excuse to Dom and Nikki as you pulled Tom along with you to the lou.
You went into the bathroom and shut the door behind Tom and he was still confused as to what was going on.
"Your mom knows," you say as you sit down on the edge of the bathtub.
"What? Really?" he asked, seeming just as surprised as you were.
"Yeah, she literally guessed. She said she could tell," you looked at him apologetically, knowing that he wanted to be the one to tell them that they were going to be grandparents.
"That's alright darling, we were going to tell them today anyway, but knowing my mum, she'll want to make the announcement now," he chuckled, sitting down next to you on the tub and reaching an arm around your shoulders. Just then, you heard a knock at the door.
"Tom? Will you guys get down here, everyone is asking for you," you heard Harrison's voice yell out, before his footsteps faded away from the door.
"Shall we?" Tom said as he held out his hand to help you up. You two walked out of the bathroom and made your way back outside to the garden where everyone was gathered. You and Tom mingled with his extended family for a bit, all the while, you kept catching Nikki's glances from across the yard and returned them with a polite smile.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" Harry asked before excusing himself to the kitchen to grab a beer for he and Sam.
"No thank you Harry, could you get me a water though?" you asked politely, earning a strange look from him.
"In the two years I have known you, I've never seen you turn down wine," Harry laughed, shaking his head as he walked towards the house. You chuckled along with him, nervously, trying to hide your secret until the time was right. Soon Harry returned with your water and then Tom's grandparents came up talk with you both. As you were speaking with Tom's Nan, Paddy stood up and tapped a knife on his soda bottle, getting the attention of the crowd.
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"Attention, everyone," Tom began, "I just wanted to thank you all for being here. It means a lot to me that you came and I will miss every single one of you while I'm away," he glanced at you and you knew that this was when he was going to tell everyone about your little hummingbird. Your hand immediately went to your tummy as you took a deep breath in, calming the nerves. "You all know my lovely girlfriend, Y/N," he started, causing a few whoops and hollers from the boys, as you moved across the yard to stand next to him. "We have some big news that I would like to share since we are all together. Y/N and I are having a baby!" He shouted, barely being able to finish his sentence before everyone in the garden erupted in cheers and clapping.
Harry, Paddy, Sam and Harrison all ran up to you both, Harry embracing you in long hug and swaying back and forth. Harrison was patting Tom's shoulder and you overheard him say "I didn't know you had it in you, mate" which made you giggle. Paddy was yelling "I'm gonna be an uncle!" and the top of his lungs and it seemed as though every family member was waiting to talk to you now. Nikki and Dom both stood behind the crowd, both sending you a reassuring smile as you and Tom gushed about the newest member of the Holland family.