Tom Holland | Actor / imagines

𝙏𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙋•𝙋

Another day at school, Y/N thought it wasn't you didn't like school it's that you felt like you didn't deserve to be there. Midtown High School was a high school for brilliant knowledgeable teenagers, and you just felt out of place.
Another thing was you had a tutor, you hated it, his name was Peter Parker. You didn't hate tutoring because of Peter no-no at all it's just the fact he had to tutor you hated. You see you had a crush on him for ages but you could never admit it.
"So this times pi equals- are you even listening to me?" Peter asked looking up at you away from the textbook.
"Pi equals are you even listening to me, I don't mean to insult your intelligence, but I don't think that's the correct answer." You sarcastically commented.
"Haha very funny, but seriously you haven't really paid attention to anything I've been saying, is something going on?" Peter asked sincerely.
"Oh, it's um no it's nothing." You lied with a dismissal of your hand.
"I have been tutoring you for a month, I know when your lying."
"I um well, I-I-" You started but became too nervous and stopped talking then looked down.
"I don't want you to tutor me anymore."
"What why?" Peter asked panicked.
"I don't-" You started but was interrupted by him querying "Have I done something?"
"No no, It's just-"
"Just what?" Peter asked getting impatient.
"I just don't really think I'm good enough to be in this school." You admitted timidly looking down.
"What? Y/N of course you do your one of the most intelligent person here." Peter reassured shocked that you would even think that.
"Peter basically no one else has a tutor." You reminded him.
"So? It just means that you need help on this subject that's all it doesn't mean that you're not good enough." Peter reasoned then smirking "But I can tell that's not all your not telling me."
"What?" You laughed playfully rolling your eyes.
"I think you have a crush," Peter told which made you realise that he possibly could be onto you.
"Oh yeah, 100% Bucky Barnes maybe a brainwashed ex-assassin but he is hot." You kind of truthfully told I mean come on he has a metal arm.
"Wait what? No, but thanks for that information but no I was talking about you liking me." Peter revealed.
'Oh shit," you thought.
"Um well that's um er-" You tried to explain but was cut off by Peter saying now nervously "I like you too."
"Really?" You asked in shock.
"Yeah, that's the whole reason I started to tutor you I was too scared to say anything until I overheard you talking to MJ about me."
"Wow, a lot to take in," You whispered.
"I know but I understand if you-"
"I would love to go on a date with you," Y/N answered before he could finish.
"Great, do you want to walk home with me and we could sort it out then?" Peter offered.
"That sounds perfect." You agree standing up and to gather your things then kissing Peter on the cheek and saying "See you, Peter Parker." And left.
"Yes!" Peter exclaimed in happiness jolting up and fist-pumping the air, smiling like an idiot.
"Parker!" The stern Liberian scolded.
"Sorry,"