Requested by tomhimagines: Tom has an accident and breaks his leg, and so Y/N looks after him whilst he recovers.

*Please note: part two to this one-shot can be found in my THIRD one-shots book, and is chapter 76. Thank you and enjoy :)*

I rushed into the hospital, tears streaming down my face and my mind racing as I frantically looked around. I gulped and ran up to the reception desk, making the receptionist's eyes widen.

"My boyfriend was brought in ten minutes ago, he was hurt, where is he, please?" I gulped.

"Ma'am, you need to calm down-."

"Please just tell me where he is, his name is Tom, no one told me how hurt he was, please!" I cried.

"Y/N." I turned around and gulped as Zendaya rushed towards me. She looked at the receptionist.

"It's okay, she's with me." she nodded before taking my hand.

"What happened? All I got told was that there was an accident, is he okay?" I choked as she pulled me along the hospital corridor.

"He's fine, he's alright. He was more worried about how you'd react knowing that he'd had an accident." she chuckled, making me smile through the tears as she opened the door. I rushed in, my eyes widening as Tom lay in the hospital bed. With his cast-clad leg elevated above the bed. He looked at me.

"I'm okay, darling, I promise." he nodded as I dropped my bag and rushed to his side.

"Oh my god." I choked, making him chuckle as I took his face into my hands and started to press kisses all over his skin.

"I'm bruised, but I'm alive." he reassured, making me choke as I sat down next to him on the bed.

"God, all that your assistant told me was that you'd been in an accident on set and that I needed to get to the hospital. She made it sound like you were dying." I gulped.

"I'm not, I'm fine. We were doing one of my in-the-air scenes and the chords broke when I was about fifteen feet in the air. I tried to land on my feet when I shouldn't have done. My left foot touched the mat, the rest of my leg crumbled, boom, broken leg." he sighed. I returned it and bit my lip.

"At least you're okay, that's all that I care about. Fuck, you really should talk to your assistant about accidentally scaring the shit out of your girlfriend." I shook my head, making him smile sheepishly as he gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I will do, I promise." he chuckled. Suddenly the door opened, making all three of us look at it as a doctor walked in.

"Tom, how are we doing now that your leg is all cast up?" he smiled.

"Feel very restricted." he nodded, making me give him a small smile as I reassuringly patted his good leg.

"I'm not surprised. So, I'm sure that you saw this coming, but that broken leg is your ticket off work for the next three months. You're going to need a lot of help doing basic things, like cooking, getting dressed, showering, things like that. Is there someone who can help you with all of that?" he asked.

"That'll be me, the girlfriend." I nodded as I raised my hand. Tom looked at me.

"Darling, I can't ask you to do that. I can't put the burden of looking after me for three months onto your shoulders, I'll move back in with my parents for three months or something." he sighed.

"I'm not discussing this with you, Tom, I'm telling you that I'm going to look after you. Also, you'll need help showering. I'm sure that your parents don't want to see you naked, whereas I'll actively welcome it." I shrugged, making Zendaya choke on a laugh in the corner.

"She has a point, Tom." She chuckled and nodded. Tom sighed and looked at me.

"Are you absolutely sure, sweetheart? Because I really appreciate it, but it'll basically be like looking after a big kid. Are you sure that you're ready for that?" he double-checked.

"It'll get me ready for when we have kids. I can do it." I reassured. He nodded and gave me a small smile.

"Thank you, love. It means a lot." he spoke, making me return his smile as I leant in to kiss him.

I sat on the sofa, reading a book and enjoying a glass of wine as I wound down for the day.

"DARLING!" I heard Tom shout from the bedroom, making me chuckle and shake my head as I put the book down and stood up.

"COMING!" I yelled back. Tom and I had come home from the hospital a week ago, and looking after him had been a lot harder for both of us than we'd expected. My poor boyfriend, who was used to going out every day and being super active, was pretty much bed-bound apart from going to the bathroom and showering, whilst I was struggling with having to do literally everything for him. I wasn't going to give up, though. I opened the door to our bedroom and gave Tom a small smile as he looked at me.

"Yeah, Tommy?" I asked.

"I need to take my pain meds." he nodded.

"Yes, you do, let me grab them." I mumbled, partly to myself as I headed back out of the room. I headed into the kitchen and grabbed Tom's pills before filling a glass full of water. Lastly, I reached into the cupboard and grabbed one of the chocolate bars that I'd bought specially for Tom's recovery, as I knew that he hated taking his pills. I slid the bar into my back pocket so that it was hidden before grabbing the glass and the pill, and heading back into the bedroom.

"You're an angel, sweetheart." he smiled, making me chuckle and shake my head as I put the glass on the table next to his side of the bed.

"No, I'm not. I'm just being a good girlfriend." I teased.

"Now, you're being an amazing girlfriend." he replied, making me smile and gently kiss his cheek as I handed him the pill.

"I always hate this part." he grimaced as he put the pill onto his tongue before grabbing the water and knocking it back, his face scrunching up in a wince as he swallowed it.

"I know that you do, babe. Which is why I bought you these." I nodded as I took the chocolate bar out of my pocket and revealed it to him. Tom's eyes widened.

"They're my favourite, too! Aw, love, thank you so much." he smiled, making me return it as he leant up and pecked my lips.

"Of course, Tommy. I figured that the promise of that after each pill would make them easier to take." I chuckled as I stood back up straight.

"Wow. I bet that it really does feel like you're looking after a child, huh." he smiled.

"Oh, you have no idea." I teased, making him laugh and shake his head as he started to open the chocolate and I left the room.

"Okay, time for a shower." I stated as I walked into the bedroom with a towel in my hands.

"For fucks' sake, this is the worst bit." Tom groaned, making me sigh and look at him sympathetically as he sat himself up and put his non-injured leg over the side of the bed. He picked up his other leg, his face wincing as he also put that one down.

"You ready for me, love?" he checked.

"Yup, let's go." I nodded as I headed to him. He put his arm over my shoulder, my arms wrapping around his waist to help him as he stood up and rested his weight onto me. He limped to the bathroom, my extra two legs helping him along as he held onto me.

"You okay there, darling?" he chuckled as he looked down at me.

"Saves me a trip to the gym for weight training." I teased, making him smirk and kiss my head as we made it to the en-suite. Tom eased himself down to sit on the closed seat of the toilet whilst I got the shower running, my fingers making sure that the water wasn't too hot as Tom pulled his t-shirt over his head. I bit my lip and looked at him.

"If it weren't for that fucking annoying cast on your leg, I'd be joining you." I stated, making him laugh and look at me.

"I mean, you can still climb on top of me in bed, I wouldn't complain." he flirted back.

"And have my thigh cut up by that thing? Fuck no." I scoffed. He smirked and shook his head, his hands pushing against the seat to raise his body and lift his ass so that I could help him pull down his jogging bottoms and boxers.

"You all good in here, Tommy?" I checked as he pulled the bin bag on to cover the cast before easing himself back up again.

"Yeah, I think so. You'll be just here, yeah?" he asked as he limped into the shower.

"I won't move." I promised, making him smile and blow me a kiss as he shut the shower door.

I sat on the closed toilet seat, my chin resting on the palm of my hand as I waited for Tom to finish showering. As if on cue, the sound of the water stopped and the glass door opened to reveal Tom with water still running down his perfect body and his wet hair slicked back.

"Damn. Never mind helping you out of the shower, I think that I'll just enjoy the view." I teased, making Tom smirk and shake his head as he outreached his hand.

"I know that you're loving life right now, but I need my towel." he chuckled. I playfully huffed out, making him wink at me as I handed him his towel and he wrapped it around his waist.

"Hold on, I don't want this shirt to get wet." I spoke as I stood up. Tom followed me with his gaze, his eyes widening slightly as I pulled my t-shirt off to leave me in my bra.

"Wow. Very tactical move from you there, sweetheart." he teased. I smirked and bit my lip as I wrapped my arm around his waist, his arm hooking over my shoulder as I helped him out of the shower. He limped back into the bedroom, his weight still on me as we got to the bed.

"Easy, easy." I winced slightly, Tom's eyes squeezing shut in pain as I tried to carefully drop him onto the bed.

"I'm okay, darling, I'm okay." he reassured as he lay back on the bed.

"Is there anything else that you need, Tommy?" I asked. He bit his lip and looked at me.

"Yeah. We haven't been able to cuddle since I got hurt. I want to cuddle you." he admitted. I bit my lip, my heart jumping at the request and how sweet it was. God, I loved this boy.

"Sure. I can cuddle you." I nodded, making him smile as I moved around to my side of the bed. I got onto the bed, Tom lifting his arm so that I could cuddle into his chest as his arm curled around my waist and my head and hand rested on his chest. I cautiously put my leg over his waist, being careful not to accidentally knock his cast as he pulled me closer.

"I missed this, you know. I can go three months without sex, but no way would I last that long without cuddling you." he sighed as he nuzzled his face into the top of my hair.

"Bold of you to assume that I could last three months without sex." I teased, making him smirk and kiss my head. I bit my lip and moved my head on his chest so that I was looking up at him.

"I really am glad that you're okay, Tommy. I almost dropped down when I heard that you were in the hospital, I had no idea if you were okay. I felt my world crashing down, so I'm so fucking glad that you were alright." I choked as a tear left my eye. He sighed and gave me a small smile, his hand raising to gently wipe away the tear as he looked at me.

"I know that you were worried, darling, and I love you for caring so much. But I'm not going anywhere. We've been together for two years and it's the first time in that time that I've gotten this hurt. I'm here to stick around, and no injury is going to change that. I promise." he reassured. I sighed and bit my lip.

"Okay, Tommy. Good." I nodded. He returned it before leaning down and gently kissing me. I returned it, my eyes fluttering shut and my hand raising to cup his cheek as I just cherished the feeling of his soft lips against mine. A feeling that the call telling me that there had been an accident robbed me of for a second, and that I'd be forever grateful for having gotten back. Because it was okay, Tom was okay. I broke the kiss and looked at him.

"I love you so much." I whispered.

"I love you too, darling." he gave me a small smile, making me return it as I looked back down. I sighed out and snuggled my head further into his chest, my eyes fluttering shut as I fell asleep in his arms.