Summary: You have a surprise for Tom’s birthday.
Request: Nope - I wanted to write something for Tom’s birthday but everything that is in my upcoming works is rather angsty!
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A/N: I hope you enjoy this and that it is what you were hoping for. Requests are closed temporarily but here are my upcoming works.
You had been planning Tom’s birthday for
months. Every year Tom threw a big party for himself in his home where he could
be surrounded by his closest friends and family. Last year, Tom hadn’t thrown
himself a party as it had been put together by his previous girlfriend, just
weeks before they had broken up. You had attended the party as a friend due to
the fact that you were close with Harrison and due to that, knew Tom. His ex
had undeniably done a fabulous job that you knew would be hard to top yourself.
Tom didn’t know that you had anything planned
for his birthday, he had told you that this year, he just wanted to keep it
small and simple. However, you weren’t convinced that this is actually what he
wanted. You had heard your boyfriend reminiscing with his closest friends about
the antics of all his previous party’s; the boys had been surprised when Tom
had informed them of his lowkey idea for this year. You had later found him
looking through pictures of his last birthday on his laptop, Tom had quickly
dismissed you when you had asked if he was sure that he didn’t want another
party this year.
You had come to the decision that Tom
definitely wanted a party and was just being modest, therefore, you had decided
that you would be one to throw the party. When you had told Harrison, he had
immediately agreed to help you organise it. The two of you had been planning
the large party that you knew Tom would enjoy, you had been meeting together
whenever Tom was at work, him leaving before Tom could suspect anything. You
had heard stories of people planning surprises only to have their other
significant other believe they were having an affair; Tom meant too much to you
to allow him to be hurt by something that wasn’t true.
On the day before Tom’s birthday, you were
frantic. Tom was out, running a few errands whilst you finalised details for
Tom’s big day. You worried that maybe Tom didn’t want a party like he said originally,
you worried that you would ruin his birthday and you couldn’t deny you felt the
pressure to throw a party better than the one the year before; your biggest
stress is that you would look inferior to his previous girlfriend. You had only
been dating Tom a matter of months and had yet to meet many of Tom’s friends.
Tom lay in bed that night, snuggled up to
your side as he snored softly. You, however, lay looking up to the ceiling as
your stress continued to mount that you would ruin the love of your life’s
birthday, the first big event that you would be spending together in a
relationship. You adored your boyfriend and the thought of ruining the day that
was wholly about him, devastated you. Eventually, you fell asleep, it seemed to
take hours but eventually you and your boyfriend were cuddled up under the
covers with Tessa lying at the foot of your bed.
You woke up rather early, ready to get up and
get on with the day, ready to give your boyfriend the day that he deserved. You
slowly and stealthily unwrapped yourself from your boyfriends embrace, tip
toeing out of the room and down the stairs; once in the kitchen, you began to
start cooking. A full English breakfast was prepared along with some pancake
batter and fresh fruit was all sliced. When you checked your watch, you
realised that you need to wake Tom up before your whole day fell behind
You slipped back through the door to Tom’s
bedroom before crawling over the sheets so that you were hovered above Tom; you
admired him for a moment before you began to start pressing soft kisses to your
boyfriend’s bare skin. A kiss was pressed to his temple, his cheek, his nose,
along his jaw and down his neck; you sucked softly on the skin just below his
earlobe at which point he finally began to wake. You kissed the faint mark
before moving back along his jawline and over his cheek one more. Tom smiled as
his hands found your waist, his head moving so that he could connect his lips
The two of you revelled in the feeling of one
another, the silence of the room was replaced with whimpers and moans as the
two of you enjoyed the intimacy that you were sharing. You pulled apart from
him, smiling at him before leaning down to bury your head into his neck. You
mumbled into his neck, but he couldn’t understand what you were saying.
“What was that gorgeous?” Tom’s
voice was rough with sleep, it was unbelievably attractive, but you couldn’t
“We need to get up, your family is
coming over for brunch soon,” Tom huffed causing you to laugh. You sat up
and moved away from him, heading towards the shower, “We should probably
get into the shower before they arrive.” You smirked at him, Tom soon
recognising the word ‘we’ and hurrying out of bed and chasing you into the
It took nearly 45 minutes for the two of you
to shower, get dressed and ready as you walked back downstairs to start
cooking, knowing that Tom’s family would arrive at any minute. Your shower had
taken a little longer than expected as you had given Tom the first of his
birthday presents, Tom was still smirking as he sauntered down the stairs and
into the living room where Harrison, Tuwaine and Harry were already waiting.
It wasn’t long before his parents and
brothers arrived ready to wish Tom a happy birthday and give them his presents.
Brunch was soon ready and placed on the table, the Holland family complimenting
you for all your incredible work and glad that their son/brother and friend had
such an incredible girlfriend. You blushed, smiling at them, and thanking them
as you sat down to eat.
The morning was blissful, you sat by Tom’s
side as he opened his presents. Somehow, it ended with your present being last
the one for Tom to open. You were tentative as you handed your boyfriend the
present that you wrapped so neatly. Tom took it from your hands and leaned in
to press a short kiss to your lips before turning back to the present. He
carefully unwrapped it, looking down at the box that lay in his hand; as soon
as he saw it, he smiled. He couldn’t believe you had remembered. There was a
ring that he had wanted for so long, he had stared at in the shop but had opted
against it in the end when Harry’s whining had become too much. He opened the
box and slid the ring onto his finger, it fit perfectly. He smiled at you,
leaning in and once more pressing his lips to yours.
“Thanks darling, I love it.” He
sounded emotional as the words caught in his throat. He knew it was stupid to
be so surprised by the fact that you had remembered the ring, but it had been months
ago, it had been weeks after you had started dating. He grabbed your hand
before turning back to his family. “So, what’s the plan for today?"
"Golf.” Tom smiled at his family as
they informed him of how for the rest of the day, they’d be heading to the golf
course before heading back for a romantic dinner with his beautiful girlfriend.
As Tom left for the day, you, Harrison,
Tuwaine and Nikki set about making everything ready for the party; you were
still stressed, worried that this wasn’t what he wanted. The constant
reassurance from his mother and friends kept you from having a meltdown. It
didn’t take too long before you were finished setting up and everything was
ready for the party that lay ahead. When all was done, you headed upstairs to
get changed and ready.
Tom was confused when he didn’t go home after
golf and was instead taken to his family house where there was an outfit
waiting for him; in his mind he felt as though there was definitely something
going on that he didn’t know about. When him and his family got back into the
car and headed back to his house, he was nervous with anticipation. There were
no lights on when he walked back into his home, he knew then, he knew that
there was a party and he wasn’t sure whether he wanted it.
When everyone jumped out and screamed
“surprise!” he pretended to be shocked, smiling and laughing as he
embraced you. He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, smiling down at you
and whispering a quiet “thank you."
For the rest of the evening, you mingled with
Tom’s friends, being introduced as Tom’s girlfriend which never failed to make
you smile and blush. You stayed by Tom’s side for the majority of the party
until he disappeared outside when he had said that he was getting a drink. Upon
spotting Tom stood outside, sat by his father you were unsure whether you
It wasn’t until Dom stood, patting Tom on his
shoulder, that you headed outside with a beer for your boyfriend clutched in
your hand. You smiled a small smile as you sat down next to him and passed him
the beer, he smiled back at you and thanked you.
"Is this ok? I mean are you enjoying it?
I know you said you didn’t want a party but you were reminiscing and I thought
maybe you just weren’t sure we could throw a better party than she threw last
year-” Tom cut you off by placing his hand to your thigh, you hushed
“Love, this is a great party. Just as
good if not even better than last year.” He smiled at you, leaning down to
press his lips to your cheek. When he pulled away, his smile still appeared
tired and didn’t quite meet his eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Your voice was
quiet, all the stress and worrying instantly flooded through you once more.
“Nothing, nothing, it’s just that… The
whole day has been perfect; the brunch, the golf, and I was looking forward to
a dinner, just the two of us. I love everyone here, but I love you Y/N. I love
you and I wanted to spend tonight with you.” Your breath hitched, the two
of you had yet to say 'I love you’ knowing how important the three words meant
to both of you.
“You love me?” Tom smiled and
nodded, “You love me! Oh my god… I love you too!” Your voice was
full of emotion as you shuffled closer to the man you loved; he moved his head
so that his nose brushed against yours. The two of you whispered the special
words to each other once more, smiling slightly before leaning in and pressing
your lips to one another.
“This birthday beats last birthday, by a
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