Lover- [Tom Holland×Reader]

28- I got in

Tom's P.O.V

I woke up the next morning and found my hand wrapped around Y/n. She was still sleeping. I slowly tried to lift my arm without waking her up and succeeded. I looked over at the other side and saw Sofia and Haz sleeping, cuddled up. I couldn't help but smile.

It was 7 a.m in the morning. God, I was jet lagged. I rubbed my eyes and made myself a cup of coffee. As I poured the water into my mug, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. 
"Good morning." Y/n said in her morning voice.
"Morning, love. Did I wake you up?" I asked, sipping my coffee. 
"Nah." she paused, "Okay maybe." 
I chuckled as softly as I could and turned around to face her. 
"So, uh, last night when you said about pursuing music and going to NYU, um did-did you mean it?" I asked, nervously. 
Of course she meant it. What a fucking idiot am I.

"Y-Yeah. Is-Is something wrong?" she asked.
"We kinda need to-to figure these things out you know." I said, hoping that she wouldn't flip.
"Oh, um okay-okay we'll talk."

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I  knocked on the back door of the Y/L/N's house. No answer.
I turned the knob. The lock clicked. It was unlocked. 
I slowly opened the door and walked silently towards the kitchen. Mum had asked me to get some apples from the Y/L/N's kitchen as we were out of them and she was making apple pie. Everyone except Y/n was over at our place. 
I took out a bowl and started to gather the apples in it when I heard the piano play from the parlour. 
I walked closer to hear which song was being played.

"It's been a long day and I'm trying to figure it out
The way those words left your mouth...
I was broken, shattered and blue
And it's all because of you.
And I'm trying, trying to figure it out."

I heard Y/n sing. Her voice was so smooth and pure and one could really understand the emotions the lyrics were trying to convey through her voice. A huge grin appeared on my face and my cheeks turned bright red.

"If this is love,
Why does it break me down?
Why do you break me down?
If this is love,
Why does it break me down?
Why do you break me down?"

I stood there silently, listening to her melodic singing. Whenever she hit the notes perfectly I felt this weird sense of satisfaction. 

"Kiss me now, and remind me why
I ever wanted to make you mine...
And even though it hurts in this moment
I've always known it,
You're the other half of my broken heart."

Right in that moment I wanted to go in and kiss her so hard that she'd forget everything. This was a very abnormal feeling. I shouldn't even be thinking about her like that, she's my sister's best friend, which means she is my sister as well. But I couldn't help but think that she was singing the song for me, like it was dedicated to me.

"And even though it hurts in this moment,
I've always known it...
You're the other half of my broken heart."

Y/n sighed as the song ended. I made my way back to the kitchen to do what I was originally here to do, get the apples. I hastily placed them in the bowl, dropping some on the floor which made enough noise for Y/n to come out of the parlour.

"Um-hey. Um, what are you doing here?" she nervously asked.
"J-Just here to um, to get s-some apples." I stuttered and picked the apples up from the floor.

"Uh-um did you hear th-that?" she motioned her hand towards the parlour.
"Y-Yes."
"Oh fuck." she mumbled under her breath but loud enough for me to hear it.
"It was...brilliant, bloody brilliant. You're one of the most talented people I know. I mean, you really wow-ed me Y/n."
She shyly chuckled, "Uh- thanks."
"You know, if you want to, you can pursue music. You'd definitely be more famous and successful than Ariana Grande." I awkwardly said.
"You really think?"
"I know."

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Y/n's P.O.V

"What's going on Tom?" I asked, closing my room's door.
"So you're going to go to NYU?" he asked.

Last night, all of us discussed our plans for the future. When I told everybody that I wanted to go to NYU to study music and I had already applied, everyone seemed so excited, even Tom. He was actually the one who inspired me to do something I love and I took his advice.

"Not if I don't get in."
"But you will. You will get in Y/n. And then we'd have to pull all this long distance shit again." 
"T-Tom what? Why are you even panicking about something that is not even decided yet? I mean I certainly can't go to NYU if I don't get in."

It was now 11 a.m. 
Tom and I had been up from 7 and we'd done everything to ignore the conversation but Tom had made it clear that he wanted to get it out of the way today. So we were getting it out of the way.
The weather outside was cold and slightly rainy, which made it worse. It was drizzling with a chilly wind and even socks couldn't keep my feet warm. My room was dimly lit. The candles created the perfect ambience for cuddling and making out, not having such a serious conversation.

"I mean we have to think about these things ahead of ti-" 
Tom was cut off by a notification buzz that came from my phone. I looked at it and it was an e-mail, from NYU.
"T-Tom, it-it's a mail, fr-from uh-uh N-NYU." I gasped a little.

"Open it. Just do it Y/n." Tom said impatiently after 15 minutes. 
I let out a sigh and clicked on it.
This was it.

"So?" Tom asked, after a hot minute of silence.
I couldn't breathe. Oh my god, I was going to pass out any second now.

"I got in."
I took a deep breath.
"I GOT IN!" I yelled happily.
"Yes! Yes! I knew you could do it!" Tom hugged me.
"Oh my god I'm going to NYU! I'M GOING TO NYU TOM!"