Love at First take (A Tom Hid...

By VballLover98

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Their love started from nothing to something that blossomed. Astrid Haines, an average girl from a small tow... More

Falling Hard
Take One
Walking on Water
Morning
A Day in Hollywood
Sunday
Hiccups
Pretty in Pink
Birthday
Photos
Autographs
That's a Wrap
Parting Ways
Something Missing
Kisses
Birthday Suprise
Silver on the Red
Interview.
New Years
The Call
Leisel's Wedding
Long Distance
Comic Con
Ice
Something Different
What Do We Do Now?
Celebration
Baby Talk
Secret Nightmares
Sirens
Coping
Brit
Hunterbatch Wedding
Summer Surpise
Old, New, Borrowed, Blue
Our Perfect, Quiet Love
Meet Uriah Benjamin Anderson
Baby's First Christmas and More
Bumps on Carpets
First Kicks
Meet Clara Angeline Hiddleston
Just Three Weeks
My Alien Wife
Caution: Baby on Set
Bloopers
Hello's and Goodbye's
Oscars
Family Moments
Meet Amara Juliette Hiddleston
Tom and His Daughters
Time Alone
We Are Going to Need More Room
Meet Logan William Thomas Hiddleston
Summer Fever
New Adventures

Birthday Gift

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By VballLover98

Wow, sorry I haven't updated in a while. Things have been pretty hectic now that school has started. And its homecoming week so woot woot. I'm ready to dance the night away. Hope you enjoy this little, intimit part, well, if you could call it little...

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February 2014

Red light fills my vision as the rising sun beats down on my closed eyes. I am just waking up but my body aches. It was a long night. I hold my eyes close as my face squints from the sudden brightness. I groan and roll over to cover my face with the pillow.

I lie here with my shoulder pressed up against another. He moves and I can hear him yawn. I breath in is scent as I try to fall back asleep.

"Astrid, its 9:30," His groggy morning voice gives me shivers.

I groan.

"You have to depart at noon right," He asks. I feel his get out of bed. I don't move my body in any direction.

"Sadly," I mumble into the pillow, "Come back over here."

"Ehehe," His voice cracks, still tired, "Why don't you get out of bed."

I curl up in a ball, "Because I'm cold."

I since him moving as his voice wavers a little, "Well, I have a swater you can borrow."

I flip over onto my side and look at him even though he looks like a black dot.

The sun is behind him and I can tell he put on sweatpants, "Thanks. Since all our clothes are dowstairs."

He laughs and chucks his favorite black sweater at me. I giggle and close my eyes again because now my vision is completely blocked of the sun from the shirt.

"I'll make breakfast," he laughs, "Come down when you can smell it."

I smile, "Definatly, Tom."

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(Tom's POV):

I desend the stairs with a grin on my face. I step over the scattered clothes from last night and head to the kitchen. I grab the ingrediants to make pancakes and I begin making my cup of tea. All the while the events of last night run through my head.

~

She has been her for two days and tomorrow she leaves. We stand in the foyer getting our jackets and shoes on. Astrid runs her fingers through her hair and tuckets the patterened scarf, which she stole from my closet, under her jacket.

"Ready," I ask leaning on the wall next to her. Her checks her hair on my time then turns to me. her arms wrap around my waist and she rests her chin on my chest.

"Anywhere are we going?" Astrid whispers.

I kiss her forhead, "Anywhere you wnat."

"Okay," she lights up, "But we should walk. It isn't everyday I can spend my favorite season in London."

She unlaches her arms from around,my waist, and leads me out into the snowy, white, Febuaray morning.

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(Astrid's POV):

I wasn't expecting last night to end the way it did.

I roll out of bed and slip Tom's sweater over my bare torso. I smile at how soft and warm it is. It smells like him. I grab my underwear that lie on the floor and slip them on.

Walking out of the bedroom I grab the ends of the sleeves, wrap them around my hands, and of the sweater and head to the kitchen.

~

We end up sitting on a bench in a park. Children are playing in the snow, building snowmen and having miniature snowball fights. Their winter attire keep them from freezing. I can hear them laughing and shouting.

Tom sits next to me, with his hand entwined with mine. Our clove,covered hands rest on his lap. We both hold hot chocolate in our other hands.

Tom stares down at me and I awkwardly stare off into the distance and try not to look at him too.

"What do you find so interesting on my face?" I ask, still watching the children play. I blow into the foam cup, trying to cool the hot chocolate and take a small sip.

"When you get cold," Tom begins,"Your cheeks get rosy and your nose gets bright red."

I try looking down at my face, "They used to call me Rudolph."

Rom snickers. I look up at him and notice his face, too, is red but especially his ears, "You're no different."

Tom raises an eyebrow, "How?

"Your ears," I say and point my nose up to his ears.

We sit in sience then, drinking our hot chocolate, slowly, as not to burn our mouths. I rest my head on his shoulder and lean into his side. He engulfs me with holis arms and I feel warmer.

"Let's go someplace you wat to go," I break the silence.

"Why?" Tom asks.

"Because it's your birthday," I explain.

Tom smiles and looks at me with his heart melting blye eyes, "The only place I need to be is with you."

I can feel my cheeks get red, "Aw, way to be a romantic Tom."We both laugh.

"No, but seriously," I say.

I can feel Tom shrug, "Well, I have lived here and been to a lot of places. You haven't, so I'll let you expirence,them," Tom answers.

"But, I'm here because of your birthday," I proclaim.

"And that's the best gift," Tom tells me.

I roll my eyes at his juicy romantic lines, and nd he knows I'm doing it, "But, you paid for me to come here."

"Exactly," Tom laughs, "I just wabted to see you."

His arms fold around me tighter and this time I know he isn't just saying a cheesy line.

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(Tom's POV):

I practically make a fool out of myslef by almost burning the pancakes. I am too preoccupied to focus. I'm smiling like a loon and cannot stop.

Astrid's footsteps patter into thr kitchen. I turn to her. My black sweater drowning her. Her hair is a tad messy, but thats okay. She smiles at me sleepily.

"Whatcha' making," she asks. She walks to my side and looks at the pancakes I just flipped.

"Your favorite," I smile.

Astrid moves to a diferent counter, one that is cleaned off, and pushes herself up, to sit on it.

Leaning on the counter next to the stove, I look at her. She swings her feet so that dangle in the air and she leans back on her hands.

"That isn't very sanitary," I joke.

She rolls her eyes and lets out a laugh, "Then come clean it off."

I smile greedily, "One moment, love."

I turn away and quickly and take off the pancakes from the stove. The memory of last night pops into my mind once again.

~

It's dark outside. Since noon we have been out and about, sight seeing and eatting food. The moon shines bright and the air temperature has plummeted. Astrid hugs herself with her arms pulled to her chest and I wrap one arm around her as if to protect her from the cold.

My frozen fingers unlock the front door and we hurry inside.

Astrid shivers, "burrrrrrr."

I begin t o take off my winter jacket, "How is this yourr favorite season?"

Astrid laughs, "I have no clue."

She holds up her fingers to examen them. Her cheeks, nose, ears, and fingers are all bright red. Her lips are turning blue and her teeth chatter. I walk over to her and embrace her in a tight hug.

"Your freezing," I say into her cold hair.

Her hands grab onto my shirt and she shivers inside my hug. I move my hands up and down her back to create some heat. I pull away.

"Give me your hands," I order. she does.

I blow into them and rub them to try to get them to their normal color.

Astrid smiles, "Warm up my face."

I look deep into her eyes and hesitate, but, my hands wrap around her,hedks and I bring her lips to mine. They're cold but sweet and warm at the same time. Her hands find my neck as I pull her closer to me. Eventually my hands move down her back and I trap her against the wall.

"Tom," Astrid gasps.

We are both breathing heavily but I don't need to catch my breath to say, "I love you."

Astrid's eyes widen, "Tom. I-I."

I cut he off with anotber kiss but she pulls away again, "I didn't think I was going do this."

I stare at her, "Do what?"

She looks down at our bodies, no space between them, "Give you your birthday present."

I get the hint.

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(Astrid's POV):

After putting the pancakes on a plate and abandoning them, Tom wraps his arms around my waist. We both smile at eachother and I kiss his lips. His hands pulls my body closer to him and as I sit on the table, I wrap my legs around his y eye slcose when I feel Tom's soft lips dance across my neck.

"Tom," I whisper.

"Hmm," I can hear Tom reply, his face still buried in my neck.

I pull him away, his eyes look concered and confused.

"Astrid," Tom asks, his face close to mine.

I smile at him reassuringly and I shake my head, "You know last night?"

"Yes," Tom nods "It was amazing."

I grin, "Yes, yes it was. But, you know that three worded phrase you told me?"

Tom's blue eyes light up at the mention of this, "Very I meant every word."

I blush. I put my shaky hands on his shoulders, "Well, I had one little problem with that."

Tom's eye brow goes up in cknfusion and curiosity.

"You never gave me the time to say it back."

Smiles spread across our faces. I pull him on for another kiss, then between breaths, I whisper, "I love you too."

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