Why me? Tom Hiddleston adoption fanfic

What lovers Do

(Matilda's POV)

"That's coming along nicely Matilda, are you feeling comfortable for the competition at the end of the month?" Miss. Shae Lynn asks me pausing the song on her iPad.

"Ya, although I'm having trouble with the isolation section, could we go over it again?" I ask, she nods and stands in the center of the room.

"So you start with the chest first right" she pops her chest out then collapses it back in "the bigger it is the better it looks, and after this its the head which isn't to hard just make sure that its a sharp movement. Show me this section please." she orders backing up the music, I mark through the other section before doing the isolation section full out. "GOOD!" she shouts over the music "THATS MUCH BETTER!" I finish the isolation section and Shae Lynn stops the music. "That was good, I will call you when the costume comes in. Have a nice night Matilda." I wave over my shoulder and I leave the purple studio. Vanessa is sitting at the desk reading an email,

"Hey miss Vanessa do I have any more classes tonight?" I ask, leaning up against the counter. the edge of the broken linoleum dinging into my forearm. she shakes her head

"No love your done for the evening, but if you want there is some free space down in the red studio, I haven't told anyone about it yet so its yours if you want it."

"That would be awesome, how long do I have?" she checks the time slot on the white board that hangs behind her desk

"till 8:35 then there's advanced hip hop." I mouth 'thanks' and walk down the hall toward the red door, its funny actually, all of the studios are painted white with black floors. Only difference is he doors are painted different colors that's how we tell the studios apart. I open the door to the red studio and softly close the door behind me, its wired that this studio is open, its the second largest. I plug my phone into the speaker and put on the improve list, I should probably be working on technique but I just want to dance tonight. I'm not angry or mad, sometimes it's just nice to do what you love. A more upbeat song comes on so I work on my jumps and turns. I glance at the clock and it says 8:31 so I unplug my phone and walk back to the dressing room I pull a pair of sweat pants on over my leotard and zip up the front of my jacket. I quickly text Tom to make sure that he's waiting for me,

Parked out front Mal ~ dad
   I shove my phone into my bag and push open the glass door sure enough dads parked out front with the car idling. I open the passenger side door and flop into the seat, "hey sweet", dad says putting his phone down and pushing the joy-stick-thingy into drive. My phone buzzes' from in my bag so I pull it out, its a text from Megan (Chris Evans daughter)

just got a part in the new marvel movie! EKK I'm so excited! ~ M

I'm so happy for you! When do you start filming? ~ Mal

Sometime In the summer ~ M

"Matilda Tara Hiddleston are you listening to me?" Dad asks, I nod and make the classic 'mmhh' noise and continue to text with Megan.

"So I was thinking we could get you packed for boarding school tonight"

"WHAT!" I exclaim, tossing my phone onto the floor.

"See I knew you weren't listening, now I need to tell you something and you have to promise that your going to listen." Dad says, keeping his eye focused on the road ahead of him,

"Ya I'm listening." I lean forward I pick my phone of the ground, I shut the ringer off and stuff it into my dance bag

"Okay so you know how we had to get your physical done for your dance file. Well I got the results back today and the doctor thinks that you might have and irregular heartbeat, so they want us to go in for a Echocardiogram just to be on the safe side of things."

"Okay so if I do have an irregular heart beat, what happens after that?" I ask

"Let's just get through the Echocardiogram first, which by the way us scheduled for the end of the month." Dad pulls into the drive way, and pulls the keys out of the ignition.

"Wait my competition is at the end of the month, how are we going to balance those two things."

"Don't worry I already thought about that, the Echocardiogram is on Monday and you compete on Friday and Saturday. Now get out of the car and into the shower miss."

{~~~}

I step out of the shower and slip on my pjs, I brush throw my long, wet, black hair and sigh. I place my hand on my heat to feel the rhythm, it feels normal to me. I brush my teeth and leisurely walk over to my bed, I slide under the covers and turn on my phone. I pull up Nicks contact and hit the call button.

"Hey Tilly, what's up?" He greets, his voice is full of cheer.

"Oh nothing just found out that I might have and irregular heartbeat, and that I need to have a Echocardiogram done at the end of the month."

"Oh well, that a lot to take in isn't it. How are you feeling about this?"

"I'm okay, but I feel really bad because I keep getting in Toms way with all my medical things/issues."

"What do you mean Mal?" Nick questions. A soft creek noise comes outside of my bedroom door, I prop myself up on one elbow. I sit silently for a minute waiting for the footsteps to recede. After a second they do so I lay back down and answer Nicks question.

"First I needed to see a therapist, then some old man raped me, I had an absolute meltdown when I went to get my wisdom teeth out and they put me under laughing gas, and I wouldn't talk to dad for a whole day because I was nervous about my braces, and by the way I needed laughing gas for that too." I pinch the bridge of my nose and sigh "Nick I feel like more of a burden than anything."

"Matilda, you know Tom doesn't see it that way. If he saw you as a burden he wouldn't pay for dance or keep you for that matter you know that right."

"Ya I guess so." I say considering what my best friend had just told me.

"Look Mal, Tom loves you and you know that. I would love to talk but I have classes in the morning."

"Okay, love you Nick." I say, and hang up the phone. I roll over onto my stomach and hug my pillow, Nicks right. Right?

(Third POV)

Little did Matilda know that her adopted father herd the whole conversation, from outside her bedroom door.