*Author's note*

I would just like to say first of all if anyone of you is struggling in a class, DON'T BE AFRAID TO ASK FOR HELP! If you're struggling, go get help whether from a friend you have in the class, your parents, the teacher, or find a tutor. We all struggle in school and sometimes it's hard to find the strength to continue, or even talk to our parents about it. I know currently right now I'm stressing with Math and recently fighting with my parents about as you'll soon read, but know this, if you don't try, you won;t pass. (If only the same could be said for me) but if any of you is struggling with a class, don't be afraid to get help, DON'T BE STUBBORN (like me). Anyways enough about my personal life, on with the story and if you want just replace my name with yours as well as said subject you're struggling with to help you get through the rest of your first semesters at school peeps. Enjoy some Hiddles fluff yah'll and don't be afraid to comment, maybe we could all use some support from our Wattpad community to succeed in our classes.

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I slammed the door to my house and ran up the stairs into my room and shut my door as I threw my backpack on the ground. My breathing deepened and sharpened as I was almost hyperventilating deeply and tears formed in my eyes. I tried so hard to keep myself calm, I really did, but I just couldn't.

I let out a painful scream.

I collapsed on the bed and sobbed. My math grade hasn't been good and now that I'm half way through the semester there was just absolutely no FUCKIN way I was going to get at least a D in my math class with my 50% right now. Why does my Math professor have to make grading so difficult, I mean I barely went up 3 points from my last grading point on my first test, and homework don't do shit since I can only get 3 points.

College math sucks, and I'm gonna have to repeat it.

Not only that but my mom is on my case again yelling at me and getting really pissed off at me because I'm not getting help and she thinks I should stop pursuing my dream of acting and find a real job and focus on math.

I don't know how to do the material, my mom's pissed at me, and I'm failing the math class with no way to get my 50 to at least a 375 before the end of the semester in 5 weeks.

I'm fucked up.

I continued to cry into my pillows when I heard my phone ring out the Sherwood forest horn signaling I had a text message. I took my phone sniffling to see my BF's name Tom Hiddleston on the screen.

Hey darling, you didn't text me when you left school, everything okay love?

Typical, just like my mom, Tom always needs to know whether I'm home or when I leave and that I'm safe. I think I prefer to text him than my mom, at least he loves me more than her. I typed back to him,

I'm at home safe and sound, but I'm really depressed right now. You don't have to come over, I just want to be alone.

I hit send and just a few seconds later he typed back.

No can do my darling, whenever you're upset I want to help you. I'm coming over right now, save those tears for me my love <3

I shook my head and then placed my phone back on my nightstand next to my bed and just then I heard the door open (Tom had an extra key I gave him) and I heard his voice from downstairs,

"Alex, are you here?" I heard him running up the stairs and then I heard him gently knock on my door as he continued, "Alex, you in there darling?"

"Yes, but please Tom, I don't want you to see me like this".

"Too late for that darling, you know I've seen you upset before, now come on open the door for me". I sniffled and whimpered still refusing to go and open the door. "Come on Alex, don't make me go Velicoraptor on you, you know I will do that if that's what it takes". Now that got me to smile a little bit. His velicoraptor impressions always make me smile.

It was then I heard him purring from my door.

He slowly opened the door and I saw his hand creepily come out as he began making the cawing sound. I hid under my blankets hoping that he wouldn't see me (which I know he would) but just praying the 'Raptor Tom' wouldn't. It was then my door swung up and I could just imagine his upper body right now bounding up and down as he began making the roaring sounds like a Raptor and I could feel him getting closer to my bed.

He purred and hissed then I felt the side of my bed dip signaling Raptor Tom was on my bed. I held my breath trying to keep in my laughter from his adorkableness then that's when he ripped off the sheets from my back and put his whole body roaring as the two of us rolled around in my bed. I tried to get out of his grasp but he brought me back down and began tickling and kissing me making me laugh even more until after awhile he finally stopped.

"Now there's how I like to see my girl".

"Yeah well your girl is now going back to being sad". I moped.

"Okay darling, come here," he brought me into his lap cradling me like I was a child and said, "now talk to me, what's going on?" I lowered my head but he lifted my chin up so that my brown eyes were forced to look into his baby blue eyes and I explained everything to him.

He didn't interrupt, snap, or even try to stop me until I was completely finished. When I was done, the tears had once again returned to fall down but this time as they did, they were gently brushed away by his fingers.

"Alex, I know you've always struggled with Math, but why haven't you even tried asking for help by going to tutoring?"

"God you sound like my mom I hoped you'd be different! But no you hate me too!" I snapped.

"Darling I do not hate you. I could never hate you, I'm just wondering why?"

"Yeah that's what she said too, because I never do, I hate being told I'm wrong when it comes to Math, I work on a problem for 20min and I find out I did something wrong every. Fucking. Single. Time! And sometimes student tutors don't do shit because they never get it either! Why can't I have just skipped math after High school? I mean really was the 12 years of doing math a waste only to keep doing it! I'm not gonna need it for what I need to do. And don't you dare say 'because you need it as a basic skill set so you can be prepared for life' I've heard that bullshit before from my dad".

"Okay darling, what you need to do right now is calm down, take a few deep breaths". He took my hands in his and he breathed along with me. Mine were shaky at first but after awhile they became calm and relaxed, "now the first thing I want you to do, is get rid of all that negativity that's in your pretty little head. I know you say when it comes to math you shut down all hopes of passing, but look at how far you've come, you thought you wouldn't pass your Geometry retake SOL, and what happened?"

"Tom please don't—"

"What. Happened?" His voice now turned stern.

"I passed with a 400".

"Right, and what about your senior year of Statistics, you thought you were gonna get kicked off the show if you didn't get your grade up and what did you end up with?"

"A C-"

"Right, now for the MTT course you took last year, you thought you weren't gonna pass the MTT 2, and what happened then?"

"I passed, during finals week, but that was cutting it close, just like the Geometry retake".

"It doesn't matter, you still passed," he gently stroked a strand of hair away from my face and wiped my tears again as he continued, "Alex, you're a smart girl. So please don't worry. And please don't stress. I promise, I promise that everything is going to be okay, everything will work out in time. If you have to end up retaking the class again, then retake it, your parents don't hate you, and even though your mother is disappointed in this, she will always love you, no matter what, because you are her daughter."

My heart fluttered at his words making more tears appear in my eyes.

"Come here darling," I placed my head against his chest whimpering as I started crying again. "Shhh, I'm here, I'm here for you now darling, it's okay. Shhh, let my love for you lift up your spirits, you are beautiful and smart inside and out. I love you, and I'm not letting go until I know I've made you forget everything regarding that class".

God did I have the best bae or what? True to his word, as I kept crying he not once let me go until I had let all of my pain out and even as I fell asleep against him from all my crying, he slowly and carefully laid down on my bed with me still folded close to his chest and my arms still anchored around his waist and not once did he remove me, but held me closer to him and situated myself so that I was more comfortable.

My head now resting against his chest hearing his heartbeat still lulling me deeper into my sleep and softly and lovingly he kissed my temple and whispered.

"I love you, my darling Alex, everything will turn out right, chin up and persevere my Queen". Then he too soon fell under the spell of sleep.