impossible. - tommy x reader

chapter 19

your pov

i climbed into tommy's room and we sat down on the bed, against the wall, i'm out of breath from the climb up and our legs are touching each other, just barely.

all of the sudden, our phones started blowing up.

"what the hell?" tommy questions, as we both open up twitter.

there are several clips we are both mentioned in.

"Y/N GOING TO TOMMY'S HOUSE CONFIRMED??"

"I CAN READ LIPS SHES GOING OVER TO TOMMY'S OMG"

"TOMMY X Y/N?"

"Y/N AND TOMMY DATING?"

all of which had negative and positive comments, like...

"guys they're minors don't ship them"

"they could just be hanging out, like friends do, tf??"

"NO TOMMYS IS MINE"

"I HATE Y/N HE DESERVES BETTER"

"how do you even know she said that for sure??"

"STOP ASSUMING AND LET THEM LIVE"

"omg theyd be so cute together"

"i hope theyre dating omg"

spontaneously, tommy and i both look up from our phones, mouths slightly open in shock and stare at each other.

"what do we do" i ask.

"we need a plan"

"this could ruin our whole career"

"y/n, stop, think, we need a plan"

"tom, tom, i know what to do."

i grab his hand and rush downstairs, hurrying to the kitchen.

"whatre you doing"

"your mum doesnt mind if we cook, right?"

"of course not, just be quiet"

i rush around, hurriedly cooking and forming something that looks like a homecooked meal.

"make it look as dapper as possible" he states.

i adjust the food on the plates and take a picture of tommy and i holding them and go onto twitter.

i draft a tweet, 'stop jumping to conclusions, i eat muminnit's cooking nearly every night with tom. it's the closest thing to family i've got. @tommyinnit'

i show tommy and ask of his opinion

"well?"

"you're the smartest woman i've ever met" he exclaims, putting his hand on my shoulder and squeezing.

i send the tweet.