Tom Holland imagines <3

Meeting The Family - t.h.

Tom and you met on the set of a movie in which you both starred together, and that's also where you fell in love with each other.

You and him have been dating for a while now and you had decided it was time for him to finally meet your family.

You had met his pretty early in your relationship, starting with his brother Harry and then the rest of his family. You absolutely adored all of them, and they adored you.

Your mothers' part of the family was swiss and italian while your dads' was canadian. Therefore you were a quarter swiss, a quarter italian and half canadian.

Your Parents had met in a bookshop in switzerland when your dad was in vacation, traveling the world. And you could say it was pretty much love at first sight. Your dad ended up moving to Switzerland just to stay with your mom.

A couple of years after they got married, they had their first child Lisa, your older sister. Six years later they had you and lastly two years after they had your little brother, Noah. You were one big happy family.

At eighteen, with your familys' full support, you moved to New York in order to pursue your dream of being an actress.

It was hard at first, many disappointments but it was all worth it because now you were very well known in the acting industry.  And it led up to you meeting Tom and falling helplessly in love with him.

You and Toms' flight had finally arrived and your parents were the ones to pick you guys up. They waited outside of the gate of where the both of you were supposed to come out of.

Once you passed the gate, you stopped as you tried to look for your parents and you spotted them on their way to you.

"Mamma!" you said, huge smile on your face as you wrapped your arms around her tightly.

"Figlia mia," she said as she took a glance at you, "look at you, such a beautiful young woman." she said and you smiled, letting go of her.

"Sweetheart!" your dad said, already wrapping his arms around you. "We've missed you so much."

"I missed you guys too, papà." you said, giving him one more great squeeze before pulling away from him too. "Mom, Dad, this is Tom." you presented, gesturing to him who was just standing there nervously.

"Mr. and Mrs. Y/l/n, it's very nice to meet you." he said, putting his hand out for one of them to shake but one after another, they both just pulled him into a hug which he gladly returned.

"You can just call me Martina." your mom smiled at him after releasing him.

"I'm Paul." your dad nodded with a smile.
"Okay, let's get going. I'm sure you guys need a rest after that long flight." he said and you all made your way to the car.

You both dozed off almost as soon as you entered the car. It was going to take an hour and a half for you to finally arrive at your parents house in Thun.

You guys had gotten something to eat on the way, knowing it was going to be quite late when u finally arrived.

Tom and your dad brought your suitcases to the guest room, where you and Tom would be sleeping during your time here, since the bed in your own room was way too small for the two of you.

You both wished your dad good night and got ready for bed, falling asleep pretty easily.

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On the next day, you woke up to the feeling of Tom's hand playing with your hair as your head laid on his chest.

"We're staring again?" you asked, feeling his strong gaze on you.

"Yep." he answered, smiling as he looked down at you.