Requested by mrsholland199601: Two months pass, Y/N is over Jacob and is living her best life hanging out with Tom and his brothers. One night, Y/N and her family are having dinner at Tom's house when a very drunk Jacob knocks on his door and starts begging her to take him back. She refuses, so he starts to try and get physical, leading Tom to come out of the house and beat him up.

"Fuck, no, no, no." Sam gulped, our eyes glued to the TV screen as we sat on the sofa and violently smashed away at the buttons game controllers.

"Fuck, yes, yes, yes, I win!" I squealed as my character on Mario Kart crossed the finish line first. I jumped up and laughed, Sam groaning and slumping against the sofa as Harry gave me a high five.

"It was only because of you targeting me with all of your shells and bananas that I lost that." Sam chuckled and shook his head as I sat back down on the other sofa.

"Or, the truth, which is that you're a sore loser." I smiled.

"That much is true." Harry nodded, making me chuckle and Sam gently thump his twin as we heard the front door open.

"Hello? Is Y/N here yet?" I heard Tom's voice called out, followed by the sound of the front door shutting again.

"Come and see for yourself!" Harry yelled back. As if on cue, Tom appeared in the living room, smiles adorning both of our features as we saw each other.

"Hey, love, you okay?" He chuckled as he slumped down on the sofa next to me and wrapped his arm around me.

"Apart from having to wait stupidly long for your dumbass, I'm fine." I teased, making the boy smirk and kiss my head as I cuddled into his side. It had been two months since I had ended things with Jacob, and life had been amazing. Ever since that first conversation in Tom's front garden, almost half a year ago now, we had only become increasingly closer. Tom and I hung out almost every day, the boy never failing to make me laugh and make me feel loved and cherished. I also loved hanging out with Tom's brothers, especially Sam and Harry when I went over to wait for Tom before he got home, but really, I was there for Tom. The small issue that I had was that my feelings had never stopped developing for the curly-haired and brown-eyed boy once they had started. I now noticed every small detail about him, my mind admiring the perfect little wrinkles that formed around his eyes when he laughed or smiled, or the feeling of his strong arm around my waist when we'd fall asleep together. The problem with my feelings clearly getting stronger for Tom was that I still didn't know if he felt the same, and I wasn't sure yet if I was ready to put myself out there again, even if it was to him. After all, whilst I was well and truly over Jacob and Tom had massively helped with that, Jacob had still cheated on me, and so my protective barriers were up, even if Tom was helping to bring them back down day by day.

"You ready to head upstairs, darling?" Tom asked as he looked at me.

"Let's go." I nodded, making him return it as I stood up and he followed me.

"Have fun, you two, but not too much fun." Harry smirked as we started to leave the room. My eyebrows furrowed at his comment, Tom's eyes widening as I looked at Harry over my shoulder.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I scoffed.

"Nothing, he means nothing, he's just being a dick." Tom spoke through gritted teeth. My eyebrows furrowed more, confusion filling my head at why my best friend was being so weird about his brother's innocent enough comment. I shrugged it off, not wanting to look too deep into it and give myself false hope as I started to head up the stairs and Tom followed behind me. We headed up and went straight into his room, Tom chuckling as I immediately crawled onto his bed and lay down on my back.

"So, we're not watching a movie, we're just lying here?" He teased as he shrugged his jacket off and kicked his shoes off too.

"Why not? You must have had a long day at work, come and lie with me for a minute before we put a movie on." I shrugged. He chuckled and shook his head, making me smile and bite my lip at him as he crawled onto the bed and lay on his back next to me. I sighed out as we both lay next to each other, one hand each on our stomachs whilst our other hands just rested in between us. I gulped harshly, my heart starting to speed up slightly in my chest as I could feel Tom's pinkie finger gently brushing mine, telling me that the boy wanted to take my hand, but wasn't for some reason. Not that I could blame him, after all it was me who wanted to take things slow, even if he didn't know that yet. But still, the fact that I knew that he wanted to do it was enough for now.

"You heard anything from him?" Tom's quiet voice broke the calm silence that had taken over us. I turned my head to look at him.

"Jacob?" I checked.

"Mhm." Tom nodded as he also turned his face to look at me. I shook my head, my gaze flicking over his face as he chewed slightly on his lip.

"Don't want to hear from him. I hope that he and that girl are very happy." I chuckled, making Tom sigh and give me a sympathetic smile. He obviously decided that now was the right time to take my hand, as before I knew it, I felt his palm against mine. My eyes wavered at the action, my heart rapidly speeding up as he gently intertwined our fingers to hold my hand. Fuck, I could lie here like this with him all day, I thought as we continued to stare at each other. God, it was too easy to get lost in his fucking perfect eyes.

"I'm still sorry that he did that to you. No one deserves what he put you through." He mumbled with a shake of his head. I gave him a small smile and gently squeezed his hand.

"It's okay, Tommy. Because I have you now." I whispered. His eyes wavered slightly at my words, his smile slowly dissolving into a smaller one as he looked at me. My eyebrows furrowed, my mind worrying that I had somehow upset him given his reaction. Until his gaze flicked to my lips. I gulped harshly, my eyes widening slightly as he slowly but surely inched closer to me. Every fibre of my being was telling me to move closer too, and to let him kiss me, but something was still stopping me. The part that still wasn't fully sure of my feelings for him, and vice versa.

"U-um, so, what should we watch?" I chuckled awkwardly as I sat up and let go of Tom's hand, making the boy sigh quietly as I scooted to the end of his bed to grab his laptop.

"I, um...I don't know. But you can choose, I chose last night." He nodded as I settled back next to him so that we were sitting against his headboard with the laptop in between our bodies.

"I remember, because you made me watch 'Spider-Man' again, egotistical prick." I teased, making him laugh and shake his head.

"What can I say, it's a good movie." He chuckled. I smiled and bit my lip as I logged onto his laptop, though butterflies still moved around in my stomach at the fact that Tom had very nearly kissed me. And, despite me having wanted him to, I had stopped him.

Tom's P.O.V

"Hello? Is Y/N here yet?" Tom called out, his heart happy at the thought of seeing the love of his life after a hellish day at work as he shut the front door.

"Come and see for yourself!" Harry yelled back. Tom walked in the living room, smiles adorning both his and Y/N's features as they saw each other.

"Hey, love, you okay?" He chuckled as he slumped down on the sofa next to her and wrapped his arm around her perfect little body.

"Apart from having to wait stupidly long for your dumbass, I'm fine." She teased, making the boy smirk and kiss her head as she cuddled into his side. It had been two months since Y/N had ended things with Jacob, and life had been amazing. Tom and Y/N had been pretty much constantly hanging out since their first conversation, and Tom loved it with every fibre of his being. He was falling more for the girl by the day, if that was even possible, and he could tell that she was a lot more comfortable around him too, even if that wasn't comfort in the sense of her liking him back. Tom still had to figure that much out. But that didn't matter for now, all he cared about was that she was happy, and that it was him making her that way. It was him making her laugh, him making her smile, him that she wanted to spend her days with. He didn't want to stop falling, and he never would from the way that he now noticed every little detail about Y/N, and how perfect they all were. Everything from the wide smile that adorned her features when she was happy, to the stunning way that her hair seemed to fall over her shoulder when she slept over. It was all perfect to Tom, and he was just hoping that she felt the same way about him.

"You ready to head upstairs, darling?" Tom asked as he looked at her.

"Let's go." She nodded, making him return it as she stood up and he followed her.

"Have fun, you two, but not too much fun." Harry smirked as they started to leave the room. Y/N's eyebrows furrowed at his comment, Tom's eyes widening at the stupidity of what his brother had just said as Y/N looked at Harry over her shoulder. Of course Tom's brothers knew about his never-faltering crush for the girl, and so them saying stupid shit like that was the ideal way for him to accidentally get exposed to his best friend.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Y/N scoffed.

"Nothing, he means nothing, he's just being a dick." Tom spoke through gritted teeth as he stared daggers at Harry. The boy smirked and winked, making Tom roll his eyes as Y/N left the room and started to head up the stairs. Tom followed behind her, the pair heading up and went straight into his room. Tom chuckled as she immediately crawled onto his bed and lay down on her back.

"So, we're not watching a movie, we're just lying here?" He teased as he shrugged his jacket off and kicked his shoes off too.

"Why not? You must have had a long day at work, come and lie with me for a minute before we put a movie on." She shrugged. He chuckled and shook his head, the boy never turning down a cuddle with the girl. Y/N smiled and bit her lip at him as he crawled onto the bed and lay on his back next to her. She sighed out as they both lay next to each other, one hand each on their stomachs whilst their other hands just rested in between them. Tom gulped harshly, the boy taking the risk of gently brushing Y/N's pinkie finger with his own as they lay there. After all, he wanted nothing more than to take her hand, but he didn't want to make her uncomfortable or risk exposing his feelings for her.

"You heard anything from him?" Tom's quiet voice broke the calm silence that had taken over the room. He heard the rustling of Y/N turning her head to look at him.

"Jacob?" She checked.

"Mhm." Tom nodded as he also turned his face to look at her. She shook her head, her gaze flicking over his face as he chewed slightly on his lip. He'd been asking the girl that question every few days since she'd broken up with her ex, mainly because he was terrified to lose her to him again. He knew that she wasn't going to run back to him anytime soon, but he at least wanted the heads up if she would do so that he could manage the hurt in advance, and so that he could protect her if he needed to.

"Don't want to hear from him. I hope that he and that girl are very happy." She chuckled, making Tom sigh and give her a sympathetic smile. He decided that now was the right time to take her hand, the situation allowing the gesture to look like just a showing of support if he needed it to as he gently took her hand and intertwined their fingers together. Her eyes wavered at the action, but she made no effort to remove her hand, implying that it was okay as they continued to stare at each other. God, it was too easy to get lost in her fucking perfect eyes.

"I'm still sorry that he did that to you. No one deserves what he put you through." He mumbled with a shake of his head. She gave him a small smile and gently squeezed his hand.

"It's okay, Tommy. Because I have you now." She whispered. His eyes wavered slightly at her words, his smile slowly dissolving into a smaller one as he looked at her. His heart was almost racing out of his chest, his mind also working rapidly. For some reason, despite the pair having had two months of hangouts like this one, now just felt like the right time to try and kiss Y/N for the first time. And so, Tom was going to try. His gaze flicked to her lips, making her gulp harshly and her eyes widen slightly as he slowly but surely inched closer to her. Every fibre of his being was begging for this to work, otherwise it could make for a very awkward movie hangout that was to come after this. But then, as if the universe fucking hated Tom and everything that he stood for, everything that he'd been petrified to happen in the moment...happened.

"U-um, so, what should we watch?" Y/N chuckled awkwardly as she sat up and let go of Tom's hand, making the boy sigh quietly as she scooted to the end of his bed to grab his laptop. He tried not to let tears prick his eyes, his heart plummeting to his feet as she rejected his kiss. God, he'd just fucked everything up, and he knew it.

"I, um...I don't know. But you can choose, I chose last night." He nodded as Y/N settled back next to him so that they were sitting against his headboard with the laptop in between their bodies.

"I remember, because you made me watch 'Spider-Man' again, egotistical prick." She teased, making him laugh and shake his head.

"What can I say, it's a good movie." He chuckled. She smiled and bit her lip as she logged onto his laptop, butterflies of anxiety and worry still moving around in his stomach at the fact that Y/N had moved before he could kiss her. And therefore had rejected his attempt to make a move on her, implying that she didn't feel the same after all. And that broke Tom's fucking heart.

Y/N's P.O.V

"You're such a fucking child, stop it!" I squealed, Tom smirking at me as he raised his fork and flicked yet another pea at me.

"Not until you admit that Spider-Man is the better superhero!" Tom laughed.

"Haven't you two fought enough about this?" Nikki chuckled from across the table.

"No, mum, Haz and I have, but apparently, I needed to start this fight with Y/N too." Tom nodded, making me laugh as he flicked another pea at me. After our movie hangout a few hours ago, my family had come over to Tom's so that both of our families could eat dinner together, and the festivities had seemingly cleared the slightly awkward air between Tom and I. Something that I was very much grateful for. Suddenly, there was a loud and rough knock on their front door, making everyone look around with furrowed eyebrows.

"You aren't expecting anyone, are you, boys?" Nikki asked as she looked down the table to Tom's brothers.

"Not for any of us." Harry shrugged as Sam and Paddy shook their heads.

"We can go see who it is, and why they're interrupting dinner." I chuckled as Tom and I stood from the table. I headed out of the kitchen and to the door, Tom following behind me as I opened his front door. But as soon as I had, I wished that I hadn't. My eyes widened, my heart leaping in my chest in the worst possible way as Jacob leant against the house with his hand, his head lulling and his spare hand just about holding onto the empty vodka bottle. He was very clearly fucked, but I had no idea why he was here.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Tom scoffed, making me gulp and look up at my best friend as he immediately moved in front of me and gently pushed me behind him with his arm.

"I-I'm not here for you...I'm here for herrr..." Jacob nodded as he raised his head and just about managed to point at me as his speech slurred immensely.

"If you think that you're getting anywhere near her, you've got another thing coming, asshole." Tom spat.

"I just want to talk, please, that's all." He shook his head as he looked at me and stumbled around slightly. I gulped and bit my lip, my heart and mind racing as I looked at him.

"Tommy, it's okay." I nodded, making Tom look at me as I gently lowered his arm and moved past him.

"But, Y/N-."

"Stay nearby if it'll make you feel better, but he just wants to talk. I can handle just talking." I reassured as I looked at him. He sighed and nodded, though clenching his jaw as I moved outside and Tom shut the door behind me. I gulped harshly and crossed my arms over my chest as I looked at Jacob.

"What the fuck do you want from me? Because I can guarantee that showing up drunk to my best friend's house isn't the way to get it." I spat and shook my head.

"I'm so drunk because that's how I try to get over you. I want you back, Y/N, everything that I did was a mistake, please." He slurred as his feet stumbled slightly and his body swayed.

"Didn't look like you thought that it was a mistake when you were shoving your tongue down that girl's throat." I nodded.

"Please, Y/N. It was a mistake, she was a mistake, please. I want you back, please." He continued to mumble. I rolled my eyes, my ex-boyfriend clearly not meaning what he was saying as I turned to head back to Tom's front door.

"Goodbye, Jacob." I muttered.

"No!" My eyes widened as suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and forced me to turn around. I yelped out as he curled his arms around my waist, forcing me into his body as he leant down and started to forcibly kiss my neck.

"Jacob! What are you doing, get the fuck off!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, my mind desperately hoping that Tom was still near enough inside to hear me screaming.

"No! I'm not getting off until you agree to be with me again!" he shouted into my neck, making me scream and let tears leave my eyes at the feeling of his lips on my skin and his hands roughly holding me as I panickingly tried to push him off of me.

"Y/N, is everything-WHAT THE FUCK?!" I choked in relief as Tom pulled Jacob off of me, making me gulp and rush back to the now open door as Tom pulled Jacob to the ground.

"What the fuck?! How dare you do that to her!" Tom spat as he grabbed Jacob's collar and drove his fist down into his face with his other hand.

"If you ever come near her again, I swear to god, I will beat you to a fucking pulp!" Tom yelled as he continued to drive his fist into Jacob's face.

"Tommy, stop, please!" I cried as I rushed to them and pulled on his arm. My best friend looked at me, the anger on his face dissolving into sadness as he saw the tears running down my face.

"Fuck...love, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He gulped as he gently pulled me into his arms, his hand holding my head against his chest as he moved us back towards the house.

"It's okay, I just need you to be with me right now." I choked.

"I can do that, it's okay, you're safe." He soothed before looking back over his shoulder as Jacob groaned and lay on the grass.

"You have five minutes to get off of my parents' property before I call the police, asshole!" Tom yelled before turning back to me.

"You're okay, you're okay." He reassured me, making me choke and hold onto him for dear life as he gently guided me back into the house before shutting the door behind us.