I watch as Tom and Harrison run ahead of Emily and I and fling themselves on the display beds in Bed, Bath, and Beyond. I sigh and glance at her.
Emily is shaking her head next to me. "How old are they?" She laughs sarcastically as an employee walks over to the boys to scold them.
"Five," I muse, Emily looks at me in amusement. I smile at her before we lean together and look at the long list of things that Tom and I needed for the new place. It hadn't taken us very long to sign the papers and get the keys for the place. My family was excited, and that meant packing all of my things and trying to get everything in place at the same time. Today was a day of making sure we had everything else we needed to stage the "perfect home" not only for our friends and family, but the press too.
"So, is he paying for everything or...." Emily asks, voice trailing.
"Well," I nod at her to follow me into the bedding section. "You know my mom. Even after I told her not to say anything to my family she goes and tells my aunt, who tells my grandma, who tells my aunt on my dad's side." I give Emily a sideways glance, "Now my whole family knows that I got married. I've been getting Facebook messages, text messages, and phone calls about it and over the past few days I have been receiving cards and letters-"
"All with a little bit of cash since you didn't have a shower?"
"Yup, so Tom paid for a lot of the bulkier stuff, I helped with what I had left of my school funds and what we got in the mail." I walk away from my cart and stare up at the different colored comforters, "Now we are here."
"Am I allowed to ask about all the choices of furniture? Like the king-sized bed?" Emily wiggles her eyebrows at me making me chuckle.
"Well, Tom and I had originally just planned to buy the two beds for the upstairs, that was until his family decided that they were all coming when they bring a majority of his things."
"Oh, shit. They don't know either do they?"
"Nope, we kept it to the people we talked about in the beginning, so they are coming down in a week and are bringing Tessa. They plan to stay for the week, help us unpack, and then they are heading north to see the sights. I don't know if any of his brothers will stay with us while their parents go up north or if they all will go up too. It's going to be interesting." I sigh, stretching my arms over my head.
"I mean," Emily moves to the other side of me, pulling a light and dark blue comforter from the shelf for us to look at. "He did meet your parents and passed with flying colors, meet your close group of friends and basically got accepted into the group without a problem. Why would you be nervous about this?"
"Easy," I take the comforter in my hands and place it in the cart. I look over at Tom and Haz who are laughing while looking at sheets a few rows away, "It's been awhile since I've had to meet a significant other's parents, and I'm a little nerve wracked by it." Emily puts her head on my shoulder, looking up at me in a way I know is her way of telling me I'll be fine. I sigh and pull her into a side hug. "I don't know, Em. You know what I'm feeling, right?" She nods and squeezes me. I let out an annoyed groan and let her go, only to be grabbed by someone else causing me to squeak.
"That was definitely not the noise I thought you would make, darling." Tom coos in my ear causing me to roll my eyes and place my hand on top of his.
"Are you two done playing so we can go back to our shopping?" I inquire, raising an eyebrow even though I know he can't see it.
He groans behind me and places his forehead to my shoulder. "You're no fuuuuuuuuuun."
I giggle and squeeze his hands. "Poor baby," I hum. Tom's lips brush my shoulder that isn't covered by my shirt causing the heat to rise in my cheeks.
Emily smiles widely in front of me and sees my distress. "Alright, lovebirds, you two need to finish your shopping. Is there anything that Haz and I can shop for that is already specifically chosen?"
"I can send you the list since it's on google docs." I pat Tom's hands to tell him to let go; however, instead he keeps on arm around me and grabs my phone out of my back pocket for me. "Getting handsy there, Holland?" I smirk as I take my phone from him, he stays silent but I can feel him smiling against my skin. I type out a quick email and share it to Emily before the two of them leave to go find the baking and cooking supplies, hand in hand. I sigh and look back up at the comforters with Tom still holding me to his chest. "Can I ask why we are still like this?"
"Some paparazzi followed us in." I stiffen in his arms, his thumb begins to rub my hand that is now between his. "Relax, just cameras, and I told the employees that if they get too close to ask them to leave. I don't need you to worry about them."
"Me?" I turn my head toward him, his nose brushing against my cheek.
"Yes, I don't want you to have to worry about them when you have other things on your mind. Which reminds me," He loosens his grip on me and turns me in his arms so I'm facing him. "You're worried about meeting my family? My family already loves you, why are you worried?"
"Your family," I slide my arms around his neck, "doesn't even know me. How can you say they like me-"
"I did say love, not like, darling." He chuckles, but quickly looks down bashfully. "And it may be because I have been sending them short videos of some of our more interesting conversations."
"Like what?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Like when you and I were cuddled in the basement and we found that spider..." He begins to chuckle.
"Tom that was embarrassing!" I bury my face into his shoulder.
"I captioned the video 'my knight in fuzzy pants.'" He chuckles.
"I hate you." I laugh, placing my head on his chest to hide my blushing cheeks.
"No you don't, love. Besides, there were other videos,"
"Which you will show me when we get home, yes?" He smiles and nods before pressing his lips to mine. It's soft and sweet. Once he pulls away I lean forward again and peck his lips before taking a step back and get him back at the task at hand. "Alright, Holland, what color do you want for the master bedroom?"
Later that evening, Tom plops down next to me in my room with his Mac Book in hand.
"Alright, love, are you ready to see what I have sent my family to make them love you?"
"Honestly, I am afraid, but that never stopped me from watching quality content." Tom looks down at me with a raised eyebrow. "Oh my god, just play it." Tom laughs above me as he pulls me more into his side and plays the first video titled 'Pool Shenanigans.'
The video shows Jamie's pool, and all of us except him in it. I am sitting on the ledge when Chris pushes me in from behind with his foot.
"You brat!" I get out of the pool with Chris' water gun in hand and chase him around the edge of it until I manage to push him in. "HA!" I throw my hands in the air before yelling "Geronimo!" and throw myself into the pool while everyone laughs.
"Oh gosh," I laugh as I cover my face.
"Don't worry, (Y/N), they get better from here."
The next video is shot from the entrance of the living room, I am currently laying on the floor.
"What are you doing, love?" Tom asks concerned, chuckling slightly.
"Laying on the floor." I say matter-of-factly.
"I can see that, why are you laying on the floor?"
I shrug and look at him. I cross my eyes at him making him laugh. "I make you laugh a lot, I've noticed that, ever since we met."
"That's because you're easy to talk to and a dork."
"Yeah, but so are you." I let out a sigh, "Actually the reason I'm on the floor was because I was hot from being outside so I laid on the floor, but my knees locked up so I can't get up and have been waiting for you to get out of the shower to help me."
Tom snorts from behind the phone. "Okay one sec," the video pauses at me laughing harder on the ground.
"That was 'A Regular Morning.'" Tom laughs.
I groan. "Why did you send these again?"
"So, my family knows what I see on a daily basis."
The next video is the spider video. Tom and I had been downstairs watching Spiderman: Homecoming of all things when a spider had come straight down from the ceiling, the video cuts to me yelling at Tom.
"You're the guy, you're supposed to kill the spider-"
"That FUCKER is HUGE! I'm not going near that!"
"Ohmygod, just watch it, I'll be back" I turn and leave Tom by the couch.
"YOU'RE GOING TO LEAVE ME HERE TO DIE?!" I come back with a shoe and quickly squash it while letting out a scream. "My hero~"
"Can it, Holland. I could have died!" I walk back over to the couch and the screen goes black.
"I swear to God, Tom." I cackle into his chest. His arm tighten around my shoulders laughing with me.
"My family loved that video." He clicks a few more buttons then pulls up another one, "This is from today."
"Oh god." I weeze.
"Tom," The video turns toward me. "What if we moved all the furniture in this set one inch to the left?"
"Love, no."
"Love, yes!" I whisper but only look at the furniture. "Never mind, that's mean." Tom laughs behind the camera. Next, it cuts to me laying on a couch with Haz at the other end. "We are testing it." Again, Tom laughs and the video skips.
Haz is now heard. "Mate, look at (Y/N)."
The camera turns to me laying on the bed in a 'draw me like one of your French girl' poses before Emily jumps on the bed with me causing me to say loudly, "NO! You've ruined the moment!"
"Why did you send these to your family?" I laughed, shaking my head against his chest.
"Because." He muses.
"That's not a good answer. What was this one called?"
"Furniture store fun."
"I should have taken video of you and Haz jumping on those beds in Bed, Bath, and Beyond."