Tom and I sat in his car, him driving us to our new apartment.

"So, you looking forward to seeing the apartment?" Tom asked, his hand on my thigh as he drove the car through Kingston.

"I am. Though, I'm a bit nervous. I mean, this is the place that we'll be living for the foreseeable future." I chuckled nervously.

"You have no need to be. It's a beautiful apartment and I know that you'll love it." He smiled. I returned it, putting my hand over his as we continued to drive through Kingston. My eyes wandered up and widened slightly as we approached a beautiful and modern apartment building.

"I love some of the buildings in Kingston, you know." I mumbled, making Tom follow my gaze.

"You like that building?" he asked.

"Yeah, look at it. It's beautiful, modern, have you seen the windows on it?" I scoffed.

"I'm glad that you like it, sweetheart, because it's where our apartment is." He admitted as he drove into the carpark. My eyes widened and I looked at him.

"No." I smiled, making him chuckle as he parked the car and turned off the engine.

"Yeah, babe. You ready to see it?" he asked. I squealed and threw the car door open, making him laugh as I climbed out of the car.

"You want to wait for me, darling?" Tom shouted after me, laughing as I ran straight to the doors of the building.

"No, I want to see my new home." I smiled. He returned it and shook his head, taking my waist as he reached me.

"You're not getting near it without this, babe." He smirked, kissing my head as he got a key card out of his wallet and swiped it in the key-pad that sat against the glass doors. It clicked open, Tom holding the door open for me as I walked in.

"Oh my god." I gawped as I looked around the lobby. The building was like something out of a movie, plush furnishings decorating the golden area, a chandelier hanging from the tall ceiling and a doorman stood by the glass doors.

"Tom, this is incredible." I shook my head.

"Wait until you see the actual apartment." He smiled. I returned it and let Tom hold my waist as he walked us to the regal elevators and pressed the up button. We stepped in and my eyes widened again as Tom pressed the top button.

"Tom...you didn't buy the penthouse, did you?" I gulped. He looked at me.

"I did, actually." He smiled.

"Tom, how much did you spend on this apartment?" I gulped again.

"Hey, it's okay. I can afford it, we needed a more permanent place and provided that you like it, it'll be where we live for the foreseeable future. It was an investment, darling." He reassured. I sighed and looked at him.

"Alright." I nodded. He gave me a small smile and kissed my head as the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Tom dug into his pocket again as we walked out of the elevator and to the pristine white door that sat in front of it. Tom unlocked the door and swung it open. My eyes widened as we walked in, a gasp leaving my lips as I saw the apartment.

"Tom." I mumbled, making him smile as he kissed my head again. The apartment was beautiful, the open-plan style of it making it modern and flooded with light. The living room sat to the right of the front door, overlooking a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, the same view being seen from the kitchen that sat behind the living room. A grand piano sat in the far right corner in the room, with a long dinner table and chairs making up the last corner.

"You like it, darling?" Tom asked. I looked at him.

"I love it." I admitted. He smiled and nodded as he looked around too.

"I knew that you would, sweetheart. The first thing that I thought when I saw it was that somewhere as beautiful as this deserves to be lived in by someone as beautiful." He nodded, looking at me. I bit my lip and playfully slapped my hand against his chest, making him smile as I headed down the hallway to the other rooms. I walked into the room at the end of the hallway and gasped again as I saw the master bedroom.

"Are we really sleeping in this room?" I smiled as I looked at the king-sized bed, the beautiful furniture and the massive TV.

"If you want to, yeah." He chuckled. I smiled and bit my lip before tightly hugging him.

"Tommy, I love it. I absolutely love it." I sighed in bliss into his ear.

"I'm glad, sweetheart. Because this is now our home." He smiled. I squealed again, making him laugh as he hugged me again.

I stood in Tom and I's bedroom, my arms crossed over my chest as I looked at the room. My concentrated expression didn't cease as I felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist and a chiselled chin rest on my shoulder.

"You okay there, babe?" Tom chuckled into my ear, his hair tickling my cheek as he pressed his lips into the crook of my neck.

"Yeah. You did buy this place, so we can re-decorate it, yeah?" I asked.

"Uh-huh." He nodded into my neck.

"Good. Because I can't stand the colour of the walls." I shook my head. Tom laughed and nodded, standing up straight but leaving his arms wrapped around me as he dug his phone out of his pocket.

"What colour do you want it to be, darling?" he asked.

"Hmm. Well, all of the furniture is white, and it's a very modern apartment, so maybe...grey?" I asked, looking at him. He nodded, biting his lip in concentration as he typed stuff out on his phone.

"How's that?" he asked, showing me his phone. I smiled, a photo of a beautiful-coloured tin of paint on the screen.

"I love it." I nodded.

"Great. I'll order it now." He smiled, pecking my cheek and walking away. I smiled and bit my lip as I looked back at the room.

"You ready to start painting?" I asked.

"Let's do it." Tom smiled, gently pecking my lips before leaning down and rolling the paint roller into the tray. I did the same with mine and started to roll the paint onto the walls, the colour already popping against the otherwise blank canvas. I squealed as suddenly, Tom slapped my ass as he passed me. I looked down to see a paint handprint on the bum of my dungarees.

"You did not just paint me, Thomas Stanley Holland." I scoffed.

"Oh, but I did, sweetheart." He smirked. I smiled and shook my head, making him jump back as I flicked my paint roller at him. His plan to dodge the spray of colour failed as paint splattered his white shirt.

"Hey!" he laughed, looking down at his now dirty clothes.

"I'm going to get you for that!" he declared as he ran towards me.

"No!" I laughed as I started to run away, but I didn't get far as Tom quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up, making me squeal.

"Get off!" I laughed, moving my head to try and avoid Tom's paintbrush.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, darling, you've started a war." He smirked. I squealed again, unable to control my smile as his paintbrush made contact with my neck.

"You're going to regret that." I smiled as I flicked my paintbrush again, hitting Tom square in the face.

"I can't believe you aimed for the face, that's a low blow!" he laughed, me still in his arms as we continued to flick paint at each other. Suddenly, Tessa ran in, the dog's tail wagging erratically as she came to see what was going on.

"Tess, get out, I don't want you eating the paint." Tom spoke, laughing as he kept me held in the air in his arms. Instead of following his orders, Tessa ran towards us, making our eyes widen.

"Tess, no!" she ran into Tom's legs, making me squeal as she knocked both of us over. Tom landed with a groan, his arms still around me as I lay on top of him.

"Ow." I chuckled, rolling over so that my chest was pressed against his and so that I was straddling him.

"Silly princess." Tom smiled, referring to Tessa as he looked at me. I returned his smile and completely laid down on top of him, his hands on my waist as I rested my forearms on either side of his head.

"I love you, Tommy." I mumbled, flicking my gaze between his eyes and his lips.

"I love you too, sweetheart." He returned. I smiled and bit my lip, letting my eyes flutter shut as I leant down and pressed our lips together.