Author's Notes: WOOOOOOOW. I'm so sorry this took so long to upload. There's seriously no excuse. I'm so lazy during summer, it's stupid. This is quite a funny chapter, the next chapter will be more...physical. Yeah, I know. Exciting. Hopefully, it will be uploaded quicker than this one.

Please enjoy!~

Chapter 4

Shit.

You look around the room in panic. Your eyes drift to the door of the en-suite bathroom. No. They'll look in there. The foot steps are literally outside the door now and you're sweating profusely with horror. If you get caught in here, you'll get thrown out and not let back in. You cringe at how degrading and embarrassing that would be.

The door handle begins to move down and there was a small but audible knock on the door as it slowly opens. In a panicked frenzy, giving it no thought at all, you dive under Tom's hospital bed. You shuffle on your stomach until you're under completely. It's a tight squeeze, but you fit. You can only see the bottom of the door, and no higher than the second draw on Tom's bedside cabinet. The door opens and you look over, pulling your legs in close. You can only see the nurse's ankles, but you see her walk over towards Tom's bed. She's so close, you could literally touch her ankle without hardly moving your arms.

"So Mr Hiddleston, how are you feeling? Any pain?"

She has a sweet voice, but you can sense a twinge of sternness to it. You do not want to mess with her, you tell yourself.

"No more than usual. Did y/n go?"

Tom's velvet voice echoes, it sounds weird to hear your voice grace his lips. It causes your stomach to flip. You hold your breath.

"I'm guessing so, I didn't see her leave though" The nurse explains, walking over to the en-suite door and opening it. Thank god you didn't hide in there. After a couple of seconds, she closes the door and walks back towards the bed. You hear the small click of a pen, and the scribbles of pen against paper as she makes notes. She asks Tom a few more questions, and scribbles down his response. She bends forward over the bed, and you hear her asking if it hurts. Probably checking his injuries, you decide as she stands back up and scribbles some more.

"Oops!" The nurse exclaims.

You wonder why she says oops, then you see it. The pen falls to the ground with a small tap. The ground which is, ironically, RIGHT NEXT TO YOUR HEAD.

You close your eyes and mentally curse as the nurse slowly bends down to pick up the fallen stationary. You're going to get found. Oh, god they're going to think you're a stalker or something. Its going to be so humiliating. You mentally cringe over and over again.

To your surprise and relief, Tom begins to clear his throat, making the nurse look up as she reaches the lowest point. She's literally right next to you. You breathe a mental sigh of relief as she picks up the pen without seeing you and begins to stand back up.

After a few more seconds to writing, you hear the nurse close her folder.

"Well, Mr Hiddleston, you seem to be on the mend. Just a couple more days then you can go home. This is your last visit from me tonight, so I'll see you in the morning. Any problems, just press the red button behind you."

"Ah, thank you nurse. Goodnight"

"Goodnight"

You let out the breath you've been holding as the nurse walks out of the room and closes the door with a small 'click'.

You hear Tom chuckle.

"You can come out now, y/n"

Your eyes widen quickly in surprise, and you begin to crawl out from your hiding place. You stand up awkwardly, brushing yourself down and look up , your eyes meeting with Tom's.

He laughs.

"Well, fancy seeing you here"