Tom's P.O.V

Tom pulled up to Harrison's house and stopped the car before letting his hands fall from the steering wheel, onto his lap. He just stared into space for a moment as he desperately tried to figure out what had just happened. He had no idea that Y/N had felt so upset over Tom not showing that he loved her. He had always been one to show how he felt about something through their sexual relationship, but that obviously wasn't enough for her. All he knew was that he couldn't lose her. He had known within the first night that she was it for him, so he couldn't lose her over something so small. Or at least it was small for him, but it was obviously a lot bigger for her, and so he knew that he had to take it seriously. Tom sighed and took the keys out of the ignition before opening the car door and climbing out. He shut it before walking up the path and ringing the doorbell. After a moment, it opened to reveal Haley.

"Oh, hey, Tom." She smiled.

"Hey, um...can I stay here for the night?" he mumbled. Her eyes widened, and the smile immediately dropped from her face.

"If you've hurt Y/N, I swear to fucking god-."

"Haley, I've got this." Tom sighed in relief, his heart calming down slightly as Harrison appeared next to his wife.

"This isn't over." Haley warned, Y/N's best friend staring Tom down and making the boy gulp as she walked away. Harrison followed her with his gaze before turning back to Tom.

"Sorry about that. But why are you here at eleven at night?" he scoffed. Tom looked down, fresh tears pricking his eyes as he relived the entire night in his head. Everything that Y/N had said to him, every tear that had rolled down her face. All of it had cut him like a knife.

"Can I please crash here tonight?" he choked. Harrison's face dropped and he sighed.

"Yeah. Course you can." He nodded. Tom returned it and sniffed before walking in, and Harrison shut the door after him.

"So what happened?" Harrison asked as the pair headed into the kitchen, and he gave Tom a beer. He sighed and rubbed a hand over his eyes as he tried to get his head straight enough to properly tell his best mate what had happened.

"Erm, well, I got home and I was feeling sort of...frisky...so I started to kiss Y/N's neck, and I tried to initiate sex. She wasn't having it, and then it came out that she thought that we weren't really working." He choked and shook his head, his heart plummeting to his feet purely at the thought of losing Y/N. Harrison's eyes widened.

"Why did she think that it wasn't working?" he asked.

"You know that we pretty much met by hooking up?" Tom asked.

"Twice." Harrison nodded. Tom sighed and looked down.

"So far, the relationship has been more...physical...than anything, and she said that she felt like I'm only with her for the sex." He choked and shook his head.

"And what did you say to that?" Harrison question. Tom gulped and looked timidly at his best mate.

"I-I, um...I didn't." He sighed. Harrison's eyes widened.

"What?! Why the fuck didn't you say anything?!"Harrison exclaimed.

"Because I didn't know what to say! Everything was fine, and then she just came out with 'I don't think that this is working'! She really caught me off-guard, I was just stunned, and beaten down by how upset she was." Tom choked and shook his head as tears started to leave his eyes again. Harrison sighed and nodded as he gave Tom a sorry smile.

"Wow, man. What if you're really over?" He asked. Tom choked again, tears leaving his eyes as he looked down and thought. He couldn't even bear the idea of Y/N not being in his life, it broke his heart purely to think about. What killed him most was the idea that soon, it wouldn't just be an idea, but would instead be reality.

"I don't even know. I can't go to sleep now without her in my arms, and if I wake up without her lying beside me, I panic and fret that something's happened to her. I can't look at a rose bush without thinking about how much she loves the smell of roses, because it reminds her of the perfume that her mum used to wear. I can't smoke anymore because it reminds me of how she smells, a heavenly mix of nicotine, caramel, and vanilla. I can't look at any of my hoodies without thinking of how she's stolen so many from me because they smell like me. I've offered to buy her the cologne that I wear, but no, she has to have the hoodies. I can't look at an hourglass without thinking of her body and how perfect her curves are, even if she feels insecure about them at times. I can't stop thinking about how she laughs when I call her 'tiger' because of her stretch marks, but then I stop because I realise that it upsets her sometimes, and I can't bear to see her upset, even though there is nothing wrong at all with her, she's perfect. I can't...I can't picture my life without her. I can't do anything without her." He cried quietly, tears now streaming down his face at the thought of losing Y/N, and the feelings of pure numbness and heartbreak that came with that. Harrison sighed and nodded.

"Tell her that. If you tell her all of that, she'll know for sure that you're with her because you love her, not just for sex." He reassured. Tom gulped and looked down.

"I don't know. Maybe, she'll just think that it's an excuse." He choked.

"Have faith, Tom. You're not giving her as much credit as she deserves." Harrison spoke. Tom shook his head and looked back up at his friend.

"I really don't know, Harrison. After what was said, it sounds like she doesn't want me anymore." He shook his head, his eyes wavering as more tears fell. Harrison sighed.

"What are I going to do with you, huh?" he mumbled. Tom choked and bit his lip, his heart in so much pain at the idea of losing the love of his life.

Y/N's P.O.V

I lay on the sofa, watching TV as tears continued to roll down my face. Tom had left last night after I had unloaded on him, and I hadn't heard from him since. Of course he wasn't solely to blame for that, I hadn't made any effort to contact him either once I knew that he was safe at Haley and Harrison's house. For now, I just needed to be alone, and I guessed that he did too after what I had said. Suddenly, my phone started to buzz. I picked it up and sighed as it was Haley. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone right now, but I knew that she would only get worried about me if I didn't pick up. And so, I did. I pressed the green button and put the phone to my ear.

"Hey." I mumbled.

"Hey, babe. I heard about Tom. I'm so sorry, what happened sounds really tough." She spoke quietly. I sighed and bit my lip, tears already pricking my eyes as my anxiety once again forced me to relive what I had said, how I had fucked up, how he hadn't been able to say anything in return.

"Yeah. It sucks." I nodded as I tried to downplay how upset it had really made me.

"Do you want to come over for a bitching session? I feel like you need it." she chuckled.

"I don't know, Haley, I'm not really in the mood, especially as I know that Tom is there-."

"I'll crack open my good alcohol." She cut me off. I sighed and bit my lip at her preposition. It was true that Tom was there, but it would also help me to see clearer to talk this whole situation through with Haley.

"I won't have to see Tom?" I asked.

"Not if you don't want to, no. I'll make sure that the boys stay confined to Haz's stupid mancave." She scoffed, making me chuckle and shake my head.

"Fuck it, why not? I'm not going to mope around feeling sorry for myself just because Tom doesn't know what he wants." I decided.

"That's my girl. See you in ten." She spoke.

"See you." I nodded before hanging up and starting to get myself ready to go round.

I knocked on Haley and Harrison's door and waited for a response, my mind already thinking about what to say to Haley in regards to the situation with Tom. I snapped out of my thoughts as the door opened to reveal Harrison.

"Hey, Harrison." I sighed and gave him a small smile.

"Hey, mate. I heard that you're here for a bitch-and-drink session with Haley." He chuckled.

"That I am." I smiled, making him return it and nod before standing aside and letting me in.

"She's in the kitchen." Harrison stated. I nodded and gave him a small smile, my mind more than ready to get into the nice alcohol that Haley had promised as I headed towards the kitchen. My eyes widened, my heart jumping violently in my chest as I walked into the kitchen to see Tom standing there. This was a trap, it was a motherfucking trap.

"Hell fucking no." I choked as I turned back around. My eyes widened, Harrison and Haley standing there and giving me sheepish smiles as Harrison shut the door.

"No, Harrison, don't you fucking dare!" I shouted as the door locked with a click.

"Hear him out, Y/N, trust me!" he yelled back.

"Harrison, you asshole!" I yelled as I angrily banged my fists against the door. I sighed and looked down, my heart now starting to jump in anxiety as the realisation that they wouldn't let me out until Tom and I had talked dawned on me. Fuck. I clenched my jaw and gave in before turning around. Tom's eyes wavered as he walked towards me, making me gulp and also try not to cry at the fact that this was the first time seeing him in twelve hours. Which, since we'd moved in with each other, was pretty much the longest time that we'd been apart for.

"Please just listen to me, darling-."

"No, I'm never listening to you again." I choked and shook my head as he got closer to me by the second.

"Love, please-."

"You didn't fight for me, you didn't fight for us. I'm not interested, Tom, you don't love me!" I cried.

"Sweetheart, come on, listen to me, it's okay." He nodded as he gently took my wrists.

"Get off of me, Tom." I spat, though it was through my tears, and the anger wasn't for him as he started to softly restrain me by holding my wrists.

"Not until you've listened to me, please." He spoke as he continued to stay calm.

"Tom, no, just let me go." I choked as I kept fighting against his grip.

"Come on, my love, come on." He nodded as he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled my body into his.

"No, no, Tom, let me go!" I cried.

"Come on." He continued to gently coo. I gave up fighting and just rested in his arms, my hands balled into fists around his shirt as he hugged me tightly. My entire body felt fucking numb, my heart feeling like it wasn't even beating at all in my chest as Tom just held me. I wanted to yell at him, I wanted to swear at him, I wanted to punch him as hard as I could so that he'd know the pain that I was experiencing right now. But at the same time, I just wanted to hug him. I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to just fall asleep in his arms. I wanted to have him back.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He choked. I returned it and shook my head, my eyes squeezed shut as tears relentlessly rolled down my face.

"Hear me out, okay?" he asked gently as he pulled back slightly so that he could look at me. I choked and looked up at him, my eyes flicking over his face to tell him that I was listening as I just gazed up at the beautiful boy.

"I love you, okay? I love you so much, I can't live without you." He admitted, his fingers raising to gently move my hair out of my face. I bit my lip, the tears continuing to silently leave my eyes as I just looked at him.

"I'm so sorry that I let you think that I don't want to be with you, that of course was never my intention. Because the truth is that I love you more than I can say, and I want to be with you more than anything. I'm so sorry for everything that happened, but now, you know the truth. I can't be without you, I don't want to be without you. You're it for me, sweetheart. I know that I have to work harder to prove that, but I'll do anything that I have to in order to do that. I will make this right. Just please, for the love of god...stay." He choked, tears also leaving his eyes and the boy shaking his head as he looked down at me. I bit my lip, my heart having calmed down slightly after hearing his beautiful words. I was realising now that maybe I had been too quick to accuse Tom of not loving me, too quick to start a fight instead of telling him how I felt first. And so, of course I was going to let him make this right. I loved him too much not to.

"I'm staying, Tom. I never doubted that." I whispered and shook my head. He sighed in relief, a small smile tugging on his lips as tears left his eyes.

"Please don't be upset anymore, darling. You're too pretty to be upset." He gave me a small smile before leaning down and gently kissing the tears off of my face. I smiled slightly at the small and yet incredibly meaningful gesture.

"I'm sorry, Tom." I choked.

"It's okay, sweetheart, I'm sorry too. We're okay." He nodded. I returned it, making him give me a small smile as he took my face and kissed me. I returned it, my arms curling around his waist as he held my cheeks. He broke the kiss and pulled me back into his body. I held onto him for dear life, gently playing with the curls at the nape of his neck as I let his soft heartbeat calm me down and soothe me. We were okay. We were okay.