Requested by Tom_holland_stories2: Y/N and Tom have been together for five months when Tom suddenly says that he loves her for the first time. Y/N feels overwhelmed by the situation, but Tom wants to know why she couldn't say it back, so starts a discussion about it. In the end, she says it back, and things get heated.

I sat in the coffee shop, my heart thumping solidly and my eyes glued to the now cold coffee that I held in my cupped hands. I chewed on my lip nervously, my mind racing as I tried to make any sense of the situation that I had walked out on half an hour ago now. The situation in which my boyfriend of five months, Tom, had told me that he loved me for the first time. And I, well...I hadn't said it back.

"I swear to god, Tommy, I love your dick, but I will break it if you keep refusing to let me pick the movie!" I exclaimed, making him smirk and extend his arm again so that I couldn't reach the TV remote that I was trying to grab, and he was keeping away from me.

"No you won't, because I can't fuck you with a broken dick, and we both know how much you love sex." He smirked, making me return it and shake my head as his gaze flirtily flicked between my lips and my eyes.

"Don't test me, Holland, I'll do it." I nodded before straddling his lap in an attempt to get more reach.

"Woah, hey, no fair! You said that I could pick the movie tonight!" He laughed as I continued to grab for the remote but his constantly moving arms made that hard.

"No I didn't! You've picked the last five movies, why would I say that you could pick again?!" I returned his laugh.

"Because you know that my taste in movies is infinitely better than yours! Now, if you're not going to stop trying to climb me to get the remote, I'm going to have to resort to extreme measures." He nodded. My eyebrows furrowed.

"Meaning what?" I scoffed. He smirked and winked at me before grabbing my thighs. Before I knew it, he picked me up and threw me down onto the sofa, making me squeal as he pinned me down with his body on top of mine and in between my legs.

"Tommy!" I laughed as he grabbed my wrists and also pinned them above my head so that I was completely restrained by him.

"What? You wouldn't stop fighting, so I had to take you down." He smiled cheekily.

"That's not fair, though, you're so much stronger than me!" I whined playfully, though I made no attempt to get the god of a man that was my boyfriend off of me.

"So? Life isn't fair, love." He chuckled, making me playfully roll my eyes as I looked at him. He returned the gaze, his smile dissolving into a smaller one as his gaze flicked over my face.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's weird." I teased. He chuckled quietly and shook his head, his smile not growing as he seemingly just admired my face.

"I love you." He admitted quietly. My eyes widened, my smile immediately dropping and my heart starting to thump more harshly in my chest at his words.

"You...you what?" I gulped as I gently pushed Tom off of me so that I could sit up. He chuckled and bit his lip as he nodded.

"I've been thinking about saying it for a while now, and right then, when you were looking at me like that, it just felt like the right time. I love you, darling." He nodded. I bit my lip and stared at him, my heart and mind racing as I tried to comprehend what he'd said. And the fact that I couldn't say it back, not yet anyway.

"U-um...okay." I mumbled as I looked down and held my hands to my head. Tom's smile dipped.

"Sweetheart, this is the part where you say that you love me back, not when you sound like me saying that is the worst thing that I've ever said." He chuckled nervously as he tried to catch my gaze, but I refused to give it to him as I just stared at the floor.

"I-I, just, um...I need to think, I need to process this." I gulped, tears pricking my eyes with how overwhelmed I was slowly but surely becoming. Of course, deep down I knew that I was getting to the point of loving Tom too, but I'd been in past relationships where I'd either said it too soon and freaked them out, said it before I meant it and therefore took meaning away from it, or said it and had it used against me. I didn't want to lose Tom because of this, so I really needed to think before I said it just because he wanted to hear it. When I told him that I loved him for the first time, which I would eventually, I wanted to mean it.

"S-sorry, darling, but...process what? I just told you that I love you." Tom scoffed, making me gulp and look up at him to see that his eyes were glazing over slightly.

"I-I know, Tommy, I just...that's what I'm processing." I admitted. His eyes wavered, a broken scoff leaving his lips as he shook his head.

"Love, I...I don't understand. I love you, and I was sure that you would say it back, that's why I said it. I wouldn't have said it if I thought that there was even a chance that you didn't love me back." He choked as tears started to leave his eyes.

"Tommy, no, it's not that, I just, I need to think-."

"About what? You either love me or you don't. It's okay if you don't, but tell me now before I get more hurt." He cried and shook his head. I bit my lip and desperately tried not to cry at his words, though it didn't work as my heart almost pounded out of my chest. It was killing me, the thought of losing Tom simply because I couldn't say it back yet, but I had my reasons for that. I just needed to figure out how I told him those reasons.

"I-I just-I'm sorry, I need to go, I need to think." I choked, making his eyes widen as I grabbed my bag and shot up from the sofa.

"Y/N, no, wait, we need to talk about this." He scoffed as he shot up after me.

"I'm sorry, Tom." I shook my head, making him choke as I opened his door and rushed out of his apartment.

So, that was the story of how I'd ended up alone, in some coffee shop five minutes away from Tom's apartment. I choked and shook my head as I pushed the still full coffee cup away from me, tears leaving my eyes as I sat back in the chair. I bit my lip and looked out of the shop window as I continued to think. I knew that I had to go back and explain to Tom why I hadn't felt comfortable saying 'I love you' back to him so suddenly, but I knew after having thought about it that I would end up saying it back. After all, I did love him, I had fallen for him so quickly after we had started dating, and I was only falling more by the day. I did love him, and he deserved to know that, the issue would be convincing him that I was saying it because I wanted to instead of making him think that I felt pressured into it. That would be the challenge. I sighed and put down a five-pound note for the coffee before standing up and grabbing my stuff, my heart already jumping in anxiety at what I was going to do as I left the shop.

I knocked on Tom's front door, my heart in my throat almost suffocating me as I heard shuffling from behind the door. It opened to reveal Tom, my heart breaking even more as I could tell from his red and puffy eyes that he'd been crying. And that was my fault. His eyes wavered, his Adam's apple bobbing in a gulp as he saw me.

"I won't lie, darling, I didn't know if you were coming back." He admitted quietly. I gulped and gave him a small smile, my mind not sure what else to do as we looked at each other.

"Can I come in, please? We need to talk, a-and I know that I did anything but talk an hour ago, but I did what I said that I would do, and I thought. I've thought a lot in the past hour." I scoffed slightly and nodded as a tear left my eye. He sighed and gave me a small smile as he stepped aside to let me in. I wordlessly walked into his apartment, butterflies of anxiety swarming around my stomach violently as he shut the door and I sat down on his sofa. He came and joined me, a slightly awkward silence filling the air between us as he looked at me, but my gaze stayed glued to my nervous fingers.

"So...what did you want to say? Because it really worries me that you couldn't say 'I love you' back. Surely, you should have been able to say it after almost half a year together, so why couldn't you say it back?" He asked quietly. I took a deep breath before looking up at him.

"You caught me completely off-guard, Tommy. One minute, we're play-fighting and you're pinning me down, it's all good fun, and the next...the next, you're telling me that you love me. That's a big thing to say to someone." I choked.

"I know that it is, sweetheart, which is why I've been waiting until a moment that felt right. So, I was crushed when you couldn't say it back. Do you not love me? Why can't you say it?" He cried and shook his head. I bit my lip so harshly that I could almost taste blood as I looked at him.

"This has always been where things start to go wrong in relationships for me. I've had exes tell me that they love me and me say it back just because they want to hear it, I've told exes that I love them only to be shot down and broken up with, I've had exes use the fact that I tell them that against me. So, I didn't want to rush it with you. I didn't want to say it before I was ready, I didn't want to freak you out. I'm sorry that I unintentionally freaked you out by not saying it and by leaving, but that's why. I have some really deep feelings for you, Tom, and I am getting to the point where I'll be able to say it to you, and I'll be able to mean it. But I don't want to say it before I'm ready, and I don't want to say it before I fully mean it. That's why I didn't say it back." I explained. Tom gulped and nodded, his gaze flicking down to his hands as he clearly tried to comprehend what I'd just said.

"Okay. So, you don't want to say it before you mean it, but you're getting to that point where you will mean it?" he asked hopefully as he looked back up at me. I bit my lip, my heart in my throat again purely at the anxiety-ridden thought of what I was about to say.

"Well, no. Because I lied. I'm not getting to the point where I'll be able to say it. I'm already at that point." I admitted with a nod. Tom's eyes wavered at my words.

"What?" He choked. I nodded and bit my lip, my hands taking his into mine as I tried not to smile.

"I love you, Tom." I finally confessed. His eyes widened, his mouth falling open at my words. I couldn't help but chuckle at his reaction, everything about his face telling me that I'd just made the right decision.

"Are you sure? You're not just saying it because it's what I want to hear?" He gulped. I shook my head as I scooted closer to him, making his gaze flick over my face as if to look for any hint of deception or lying in my eyes.

"I'm sure, Tommy. I've been thinking about it for the last hour, and you know that I wouldn't say anything just for the sake of it being what you want to hear. I love you, Tom. I love you." I nodded. He choked again, making me smile as he immediately took my face into his hands before pulling me towards him. He smashed our lips together, me returning the kiss and smiling into it as I held his face and his hands moved to my waist. He broke it after a moment and touched our foreheads together, making my eyes flutter open and my heart leap as I saw that he was already looking at me.

"It's such a relief to hear you say that, darling. Because I love you. I really love you." he smiled and shook his head.

"I love you too, Tommy. I really love you." I returned his smile. His widened, making me laugh as he leant in and kissed me again. But unlike the first one, it didn't say innocent for long. Tom smirked into the kiss as he deepened it, making me smile as he slipped his tongue into my mouth and pulled me closer with his hands on my waist. Within seconds, we were making out, my hands curling around Tom's neck to pull him closer as his hands tightly gripped my waist.

"Tom, bedroom." I breathed against his lips.

"Definitely." He nodded, making me laugh as we stood up. We started to stumble to his bedroom, our lips smashing together and only separating to start undressing ourselves as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and Tom did the same with his shirt.

"I love you. I love you." He mumbled into it, making me smirk and pull him closer as we just about managed to make it into his room. I squealed against his lips as he picked me up, his hands cupping my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our lips stayed together the whole time, our teeth clashing as our tongues fought for dominance, but of course Tom's won. He lay me down on his bed and crawled over me, my hands leaning down and fumbling to unbuckle his belt as his arm curled around my back to unclasp my bra. My heart was pounding, my core absolutely soaked by now at the pure exhilaration and spontaneity of what we were doing as I unzipped his jeans before pulling them down. He broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck, making me breathe out and let my eyes flutter shut as his hands quickly pulled down my leggings, my panties following seconds later to leave me completely naked. I pulled his boxers down too, the final piece of clothing between us hitting the floor as Tom grabbed a condom from his bedside table.

"What, no foreplay?" I teased, my mouth hanging open and my naked chest pressing to his as he continued to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin.

"We've got plenty of time for foreplay when we're not celebrating having just said that we love each other. I just want you right now." He shook his head, making me giggle and become even wetter at how desperate the boy was as he rolled the condom onto his dick. Quiet sighs and moans left both of our lips as he started to push into me, my legs raising to wrap around his waist as he bottomed out within seconds.

"Fuck, love, you feel amazing, shit." He choked into my skin, his forearms tensing at the feeling on either side of my head as I curled my arms around his shoulders to pull him closer.

"So do you, Tommy. Move, please." I begged. He nodded before starting to thrust, sighs and whimpers of pleasure beginning to leave my lips at the feeling. I locked my feet together against his back, my arms pulling him as close as possible so that our bodies were completely pressed together. A calm aura had already taken hold of our hook-up, Tom gently making love to me and cherishing my body as his teeth continued to gently leave love bites on my neck.

"I love you, darling. I love you so much." He hummed into my skin as his hips gently thrust into me and collided with mine.

"I love you too, Tommy. God, I love you." I breathed, making him smirk and curl one arm underneath me to hold me into his chest as my mouth fell open and I arched my back into him. Despite his gentle and caring pace of fucking me, the knot in my stomach was already starting to build as he took good care of me. His tip was softly brushing my g-spot with every thrust, my mind and body both of cloud nine at how good he was making me feel. That was exactly why I loved him. Quiet moans were freely leaving both of our lips now, my eyes shut and my hands just feeling the skin of his shoulders as I held him into me. Whilst I loved it when Tom fucked me into next week and had his absolute way with me, I also loved rare occasions like this, where he made love to me so softly as if I was made of China that he was afraid to break if he was too harsh. I knew why I had waited to tell Tom that I loved him, and I didn't regret waiting, but boy was I now glad that he knew.

"You feel amazing, darling, oh my god." Tom choked as his teeth continued to mark up my skin.

"So do you, Tommy. Don't stop, please." I breathed into his ear.

"No way am I stopping, this is absolutely perfect right now." He admitted, making me smile and let my heart fill with love as my orgasm continued to steadily approach. His hips jolted against mine, his skin feeling so soft and warm against my body as pleasure ran through me.

"Babe, I don't know how much longer I'll last, you feel so good." I moaned quietly, my body starting to tense slightly underneath Tom as the knot in my stomach got tighter with every thrust.

"I'm close too, darling. It's okay, I'll get us there." He nodded.

"I know, Tommy. That's just one thing that I love about you." I stated. He raised his head and gave me a small smile, making me return it as he leant down and kissed me. I returned it and pulled him closer, my hands starting to pull at the hair at the nape of his neck as we slowly but passionately made out. Our lips moulded together as if they were made to fit each other, our tongues lazily grazing each other and not fighting like they normally did as we enjoyed the intimate moment. The intimate moment that was enough to push me over the edge.

"Tommy, fuck, fuck." I choked into the kiss, my mouth falling open against his as the knot broke. My orgasm hit me, quiet moans and spills of Tom's name slipping my lips as the waves of pleasure started to take over. My legs shook around his waist, my body jolting and seizing in his arms as I squeezed my eyes shut and pulled at his hair again.

"Jesus, sweetheart, shit." He moaned as he came seconds later. His forearm tensed by my head again, his hand clenching into a fist and his other hand gently scraping the skin of my back before he collapsed on top of me. We panted heavily, my eyes slowly fluttering open and my lips smiling at the sight of my exhausted boyfriend collapsed on top of me. We just lay there for a second, Tom's arm still hooked around my waist and my fingers gently moving through his hair as we came down from the incredible highs.

"Oh...my god." He breathed as he placed one more soft kiss on my neck before pulling out.

"That was amazing." I sighed out in bliss, making him chuckle and nod as he binned the condom before lying back down next to me. He curled his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side as I rested my head and hand on his chest. He looked down at me.

"I'm sorry for springing that on you, love. Like I said, it just felt right, but I shouldn't have gotten upset when you didn't say it back. Plenty of couples have the people saying their 'I love you's for the first time months apart, so I'm sorry that I pressured you into saying it." He nodded as he softly combed his fingers through my hair.

"You didn't pressure me, Tommy, you know that I wouldn't have said it if I didn't want to. But it's okay, it's just that it was so unexpected. I needed time to think it over and not be overwhelmed anymore, but once I did that, I was ready. I love you, Tom. And you had a right to know." I whispered.

"Thank you for giving me that, darling. I love you too." He smiled, making me return it as I leant up and gently kissed him.