I lay in bed, my body wrapped in the sheets as tears continued to roll down my face. It had been almost a week since Tom had broken up with me over this alleged tape, and I hadn't left my room since. Daphne had been bringing me all of my meals, and Tom hadn't bothered to check up on me. At all. Not that I could particularly blame him. After all, I'd cheated on him as far as he was aware. I just had to figure out a way to prove that the tape that he heard was fake, but I had no idea how to do that. All I knew was that my body had felt numb ever since Tom had slammed the door to his study shut, and I couldn't figure out a way that we'd make it back from this. I looked up as a quiet knock sounded against my door.

"Come in." I spoke, sitting up slightly as I allowed myself to hope that it was Tom. The door opened to reveal Daphne, making me slump back down.

"Didn't realise that you hated me that much, Mrs Holland." she teased. I chuckled and playfully rolled my eyes at her.

"Sorry, Daphne. I just hope every time that I hear a knock that it's Tom." I sighed and looked down. She gave me a sympathetic smile.

"Well, he is actually the reason that I'm here. He's been summoned to his parents' house, and he was asking if you needed anything whilst he's out." she nodded. My eyebrows furrowed and I sat up again.

"He's been summoned? Without me? Do you know what for?" I gulped.

"Not even he knows, his dad didn't tell him. He was just told to go immediately, so once I give him your answer, he's going." she spoke. I bit my lip, my heart thumping harshly in my chest. Was he being called over to his parents' to discuss the tape? Would his parents make him divorce me over it? I hoped not, I couldn't deal with any other heartbreak. I looked back at Daphne.

"No, I don't need anything. Well, I could use our relationship back, but I doubt that he'll find that in a shop." I teased, making her chuckle.

"Alright, Mrs Holland. I'll let Mr Holland know." she nodded as she left the room. I sighed, tears pricking my eyes as I lay back down in bed. What was he possibly being summoned for? I guessed that I just had to wait now to find out the answer.

Tom's P.O.V

Tom climbed out of the car, his fingers rising to do up the button on his suit jacket as he headed up the steps to his parents' mansion. The door immediately opened for him, allowing him to walk straight in and head towards his dad's study. He walked in and immediately his eyebrows furrowed. His dad was standing behind his desk, his hands pressed flat against the surface as he looked at the laptop in front of him. That was normal, what Tom didn't understand was why Harrison was there too.

"You summoned me...?" Tom asked quietly. Harrison gulped and timidly looked at him.

"You're going to kill me, mate. I'm so sorry." he shook his head. More confusion filled Tom's mind, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked between his dad and Harrison.

"What's going on, dad?" he asked. His dad sighed and looked at him.

"You heard the tape going around at the party last week. The one that had Y/N agreeing to be with Williams on it." he stated. Tom's eyes wavered and he swallowed thickly at the painful memory.

"Yeah. I heard it clear as day." he mumbled as he tried not to cry.

"Well, I hope that you didn't do anything that you can't take back, because we found the real tape. We have proof that Y/N rejected him." his dad admitted. Tom's eyes widened and he looked at Harrison.

"I know, I'm sorry, I thought that it was real." the blond boy groaned as he rubbed his hands over his face. Tom clenched his jaw.

"You're fucking dead, mate. But right now, I need to hear this." he nodded. His dad returned it as Tom rushed around the desk and clicked 'play'.

"Yeah, I can imagine. Speaking of which, are you happy with Tom?" Alex Williams' voice played through the laptop. Tom clenched his jaw, his eyes wavering as his heart pounded through his chest. Part of him was seriously hoping that the real tape was about to prove that Y/N had in fact been telling the truth. But the other part of him had absolutely no idea of how he was going to fix this, and that utterly terrified him.

"Course I am. He's loving, kind, respectful. He's everything that I need in a man." Y/N's voice returned. Tom looked down, a tear rolling down his face as he felt the gazes of both his dad and Harrison on him.

"I don't deserve that woman. I never did." he mumbled, making the other men sigh.

"You say that, Y/N, but word spreads quickly in the mobs and at parties like these. And word says that both of you were absolutely furious when you found out about the contract." Williams continued, making Tom scoff and shake his head as he looked back up.

"Let me kill him, dad. For the love of fucking god, let me kill that prick." he spat.

"I will, once you listen to the rest." his dad nodded, making him sigh and grip the edge of the desk out of anger.

"Tom and I have been married for a month now, and a lot can change in that time. Why are you asking me if I'm happy with him, Alex?" Y/N scoffed.

"I think that you know why." he returned.

"Get the fuck off of me, what's wrong with you?" Y/N spat. Tom's eyes widened.

"That must have been when I came out, because I walked out to find him trying to grab her. Shit, she was telling the truth this whole time, fuck!" Tom exclaimed as he stood up and raised his hands to his head.

"That's why I said that I hoped that you hadn't done anything that you couldn't undo-."

"I fucking broke up with her, dad. I set our relationship back to day one, when we were strangers who just happened to be married. I took us back there." he choked and shook his head, tears starting to leave his eyes as his heart thumped harshly. How the fuck was he going to fix this?

"This can be undone, mate. Go home, tell her what you now know, and tell her that you're so sorry for ever doubting her. As far as you knew, what we heard first was the real tape. If she really loves you, she'll still want to be with you, and so will accept the apology." Harrison insisted. Tom sighed and nodded.

"Yeah, you're right. Fucking hell, though, Williams' body is going to at the bottom of the fucking Thames by the weekend." he mumbled.

"Don't worry, we won't stop you." his dad shook his head. Tom nodded and gulped as he rushed out of the study.

"Tom, wait." he turned back around and sighed as Harrison left the study after him.

"I'm so fucking sorry. I should have never said anything, I should have gotten you to talk to Y/N and get her side of the story before you ended things. I'm so sorry, mate." he gulped and shook his head. Tom sighed, his eyes wavering as he walked towards Harrison. He wrapped his arms around him tightly, his best friend returning the hug.

"It's not your fault. You were looking out for me, and you thought that it was the real tape too. The only person to blame here is Williams." Tom reassured as he pulled away. Harrison nodded and gave him a small smile.

"Thanks for being so understanding. Now, go get your wife back." he smiled slightly. Tom chuckled and nodded as he bit his lip.

"I'll definitely try." he returned as he turned back around and headed back towards the front doors.

Y/N's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open and shut, my body desperately fighting the urge to sleep as I waited for any news from Tom about why he'd been called to his parents'. It felt like it'd been hours since I'd heard anything, but realistically it'd only been an hour at the most. I looked up as I heard a knock on my door, my eyes wavering as it opened to reveal Tom. I gulped harshly and sat up in bed.

"Hey...can I come in?" he asked quietly.

"Y-yeah...course." I nodded. He gave me a small smile and turned to shut my door before walking in and sitting down next to my legs on the bed. He sighed and looked down, making my eyes waver as I tried to read his face.

"What did your parents summon you for?" I asked quietly. He clenched his jaw and nodded, his fingers playing with his wedding ring as he avoided looking at me.

"My, um...my dad called me over, to talk about the tape of you and Williams." he mumbled quietly. My eyes wavered and I looked down, a lump forming in my throat.

"They're making you divorce me, aren't they? I knew that this was going to happen, why couldn't we just be happy-."

"My dad has proof that the tape is fake." Tom admitted as he looked up at me. My head shot up, my eyes widening as he said that.

"What?" I choked. Tom nodded and gulped.

"Yeah. My parents found the original recording, the one directly from the wires tapping their mansion. It backs up everything that you said, and proves that Williams edited it." he nodded. My eyes wavered.

"Just like I said it would." I spoke through gritted teeth. He gulped and looked down, a tear rolling down his face.

"All I can say is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not believing you, I'm sorry for thinking that you'd ever do that to me. I'm sorry for scaring you in the kitchen that night, I'm sorry for taking our relationship back to square one, fuck, I'm sorry for everything." he choked and shook his head. I swallowed thickly, a tear also leaving my eye.

"Hey." I spoke quietly as I gently cupped his cheek with my hand and raised his face to look at me. He bit his lip, his eyes red and puffy as he looked at me. I sighed and gave him a small smile.

"I won't lie to you, Tommy, I'm hurt, and it'll probably take us a few weeks to get back to where we were. But you thought that I was cheating, because you heard proof. You heard what you thought was the real tape, and it made you emotionally blindsided. I understand what you did, and it's okay." I reassured. He gulped and nodded.

"Thank you. I'll understand if you want to avoid me for a few weeks." he chuckled slightly, making me smile and shake my head.

"I love you, Tommy. Which is why it hurt so much, but I still love you regardless. So, no, I don't want to avoid you for the next few weeks. I want us to go back to how we were before the party. I want to share your bed, I want to kiss and hug you. If you'll have me, of course." I nodded.

"Darling, of course I will." he returned before leaning in and pressing our lips together. I returned it and held his face as his hands cupped my waist. I broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, my eyes fluttering open to gaze into Tom's stunning orbs.

"You owe me so much foreplay for all of this." I teased and shook my head, making Tom laugh.

"I'm sure that I could do that." he nodded, making me smirk as he leant in and kissed me again before pushing me down onto the bed.