I woke the next morning still with Tom's strong arms around me. It was the best night sleep I had had since coming home from the hospital. I gently wriggled out from his grip and went down stairs. About 10minutes later, I heard Tom frantically running upstairs. Y/N! Y/N!". "I'm down here" I shouted back. Suddenly, Tom ran into the living room all worried. "Omg thank god! I thought something happened" he said sitting on the sofa with me. "I fancied a cup of tea" I said chuckling. "You should of woke me! I would of got it for you!" Tom exclaimed. "I know you would of, but I you've done a lot for me and I am feeling a little better so I need to start doing things for myself again" I say. "I don't mind you know. But please don't over do it" Tom said worriedly.

"I won't, I promise" I say. "Right, I'm going for a shower as I stink!" I say laughing. "Will you be okay?" "Chill Holland, I'll be fine. If I need you I'll shout" I say still laughing.

After I got changed I could smell something cooking. I went downstairs and I found Tom cooking pancakes. "Tom, what's all of this?" I asked. "I got hungry. Want some?" He laughs. "Thought you weren't going to ask!" The pancakes we amazing. There was a variety. Plain, chocolate chip and even vanilla ones! "Omg these are amazing Tom, thank you!" I say while shoving some pancake in my mouth. "Glad you like them" he says. I catch him staring at me. "What" I say. "Nothing, it's just..." he says. "Screw it" he says loudly. He leans in a kisses me passionately. It took me a moment to realise what was happening but then I kissed back and melted into the kiss.

Tom pulled away and gently lent his forehead on mine. "Please say you felt that" he said out of breathe. "I did" I say leaning in and kissing him again. Even though we had only know each other for 3 weeks, it felt so right!