Not A Mistake ~ Tom Hiddleston

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Fast forward to your twentieth week of pregnancy or in other words, your fifth month. Your belly has grown so much and you could almost see the tiny person grow on the ultrasound. It's magical and wonderful and you hate that Tom isn't here to see it.

He's in the United States, shooting the rest of his movie on set.

'Alright. I'll print it out for you and schedule our next appointment.' The doctor says when he's done. It's a different doctor than the last time you were here. 'I have one question for you. Can I travel by air towards the United States?' You ask him and are afraid of the answer but he nods, assuring you it's ok but that you have to allow for some complications. You can travel until thirty-five or thirty-six weeks. After that, it's too much of a risk. For now you can but there could be complications with oxygen. 'Let the people on the plane know about your situation and they will do whatever they can to make it as comfortable as possible for you.' You nod and thank him before leaving. Of course you get the ultrasound picture with you to show to Tom and you can't wait for his reaction.

You hate to get on a plane again but in two weeks there is an award show and you have to accompany Tom to that event. You don't mind going there since it will be your first time. And as a teenager you dreamt of going to one of those. And now it's becoming a reality.

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Muttering multiple insults under your breaths because of a lousy taxi driver who thought it was fun to not help a pregnant lady out, you enter the airport. The check in goes smoothly and the same goes for customs. It's still two hours at least before you can board the plane so that gives you enough time to sit somewhere and have some breakfast. It tastes wonderful and thankfully you get to be on yourself. No one is trying to talk to you and that's just what you need. They can talk to you when you're in your seat on the plane.

A woman calls out your flight number and destination and says that you can now board the plane. A sigh leaves your lips as you stand up slowly and grab your carry on before heading towards the right gate. 'California, here I come.' The award show will be held in Los Angeles. Exciting, so you think. You let yourself drop into the city of the stars. But that's also an assumption you make. Who says they are all walking down the street there to say hello?
But, you are going to be with Tom there and he knows a lot of stars. You can't possibly imagine that you'll go there and don't meet new actors and singers. It's going to be amazing! You can hardly wait!

For eleven hours straight you're in the plane with an elderly couple next to you who do not have a clue about everything going round in the gossip news. So they do not know or care for that matter who you are and it's refreshing for a change. You can have a normal conversation with them and that's great!

'John, I have got to say this but your wife is right! I bet the industry is even shutting down as we speak!' He grumbles while Margaret shoots you a satisfied grin. 'I don't believe it.' He mutters under his breath but you don't pay attention to it. Instead, you start a different conversation with Margaret about baby stuff. She's excited for you and the dad. She's giving you all these parenting advices that you can really use once the baby is here. 'Trust me, it works. We've got three beautiful children and they all turned out fine!' You chuckle and thank her for the advice.

When the plane finally sets foot on the ground you sigh happily. You haven't seen Tom for over seven weeks so you're really excited to finally wrap your arms around him. He said that he would wait for you at the gate. A smile creeps up your features once you have your suitcase and make your way towards the gate where Tom indeed, is waiting for you. You go towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your lips on his. 'Welcome to the United States, darling.' He whispers when you break the kiss. 'Thank you.'