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Shark (TH)

Author: petersdune

Warnings: none

Tom and his family's annual summer trip was something that you'd been preparing for for a while.

You and Tom had only been dating for around 5 months and considering the fact that you'd already met and spent time with his family, you were stressing out way too much over staying with them for a week at the beach.

Tom attempted to reassure you that everything was going to be fine and that his family adored you on multiple occasions, but that wasn't exactly the reason why you were worried.

You had always hated the beach. It just wasn't a fun place to be, you didn't see the appeal about it. You didn't necessarily have a strong hate for the ocean, but let's just say you wouldn't get caught dead near the water. More specifically, your deathly fear was of the sharks that infested the waters and thirsted for blood. They swim so low into the darkest parts of the water and by the time they swarm high enough to the surface, you're done for.

Your fear of sharks was completely fair and normal. In your opinion, everyone should be afraid of sharks, the most vicious animals on the planet.

Tom on the other hand, he loved the water. He loved surfing and swimming in the ocean. It wasn't very often that he'd get the opportunity to do so, with work and all that, so he never took the time he had where it was just him and the water for granted.

Tom was aware of your fear of sharks, but he was oblivious to the extent of your phobia. A couple months ago you'd stopped by Tom's apartment to drop off a couple things that he'd left with you and you completely freaked out when you spotted Tom, Harrison, and his brothers watching a documentary about aquatic animals. Conveniently, they had just started the portion about great white sharks.

After panicking silently from behind the couch and averting your eyes away from the television, you used your charm and wit to whisk Tom into the other room so you could talk with him. You just weren't comfortable being in the living room while they were watching that documentary. He had questioned you about what was wrong when you lured him into the kitchen, but you'd downplayed your fear and simply told him you didn't like sharks that much, when in reality, you were practically shitting your pants.

And so, Tom hadn't thought much of your fear of sharks since. He'd honestly forgotten about it until this very moment, when his brothers were attempting to talk him out of pulling a prank on his girlfriend.

"C'mon boys, it'll be so fun! She won't know what hit her." Tom spoke enthusiastically as he stood in the elevator beside Harry, Sam, and Paddy. You were currently in the lobby with Nikki, discussing where you'd be eating for dinner.

"Definitely not. Mate, have you forgotten? She's deathly afraid of sharks. You're gonna traumatize the poor woman." Sam spoke sternly, clearly the most responsible and thoughtful Holland brother.

"Yeah, don't want to get on Y/N's bad side. I'm out." Paddy piped in, siding with his brother who nudged him encouragingly with his elbow. Harry on the other hand, was busy contemplating the whole situation.

"Is she really that scared of sharks, though?" Harry inquired, reaching up to swipe away the curls that had fallen on his forehead, "she didn't seem that scared to me."

Sam widened his eyes and slapped the back of his twin's head with his palm. "Don't you remember when we watched that shark film and she couldn't even be in the room!?"

"Or that time we tried watching Finding Nemo and we had to stop watching when Bruce and his pals appeared?" Paddy recalled, chuckling a bit at the memory. Tom thought back to both those memories. You couldn't have been that scared, could you? You seemed fine to him. He had always just assumed you were exaggerating it a bit. Tom was an incredibly dramatic person himself. Like that one time where a spider had appeared in his bedroom and he left his entire house for hours before returning. He wouldn't be surprised if some of his antics had rubbed off on you.