Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Peter Parker- Plan gone wrong

To every boy attending Midtown High, Y/N was a desirable girl. She constantly turned heads with the fact that she was one of the two hottest girls, while also being extremely smart and top of her class.

So, when Mr Harrington told her class that for the first time in Midtown High history, he was being allowed to take them to Europe, she was over the moon. The only catch was that Mr Dell had to come with them.

Y/N
For you, Europe was the ultimate time to spend with Peter. Of course, seeing as he is Spider-Man, he was initially unsure if it was safe for him to come with you and the class, but May convinced him as long as he at least brought his suit.

You and Peter sat on the bus, his E.D.I.T.H classes telling Peter things it could do. Holding his hand, you scrolled through your phone, happily laughing at every picture of Peter that involved him dealing with food.

BRAD
I hated watching Y/N everyday as she kissed Peter, hugged him and generally enjoyed his company. I saw Peter wearing strange glasses that I had never seen before. Something wasn't right about Peter and I was going to figure it out.

For the rest of the drive, I came up with a consistent plan that would involve finding as much dirt on Peter as possible before showing it to Y/N.

Getting to our destination in Austria, we all got out of the bus, Y/N and Peter talking before Peter walked off in a different direction. Following Peter, I heard strange noises coming from a locked room. Finding the door unlocked, my eyes widened in shock as I saw Peter with his pants down to his ankles, and his hand on a blonde woman's shoulders.

"This is NOT what it looks like." Peter tried to defend himself, but I knew this would be perfect evidence to show Y/N. Taking a picture of him in this situation, I quickly left, hearing Peter as he tried to stop me.

"Brad, it's not what it looks like...buddy." I turned around, my phone in my pocket.

"Hey man, look. That's-" Before he could finish, I stopped him.

"-Look, Peter. I'm not here to judge your life choices dude..." That was a lie. That's exactly what I was doing.

"...if you want to hook up with some random European chick, that's on you." I almost shamed him.

"That's not what that was." Peter tired to defend himself.

"I can't pretend I didn't see what I saw. But Peter, that was a really shitty thing to do to your girlfriend. Y/N's enjoying her trip to Europe and what are you doing? You're trying to fuck some European chick. Not cool dude." I was enjoying this way too much.

"Wait a minute. Hey, hey. You cannot show her that photo, dude." Peter almost grabbed me.

"I'm sorry, man. I have to. She deserves the truth." I quickly ran off back to the bus, getting ready to expose Peter's secret.
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When we arrived at our hotel, I was the first one off the bus, watching as Peter and YN got off as well. While waiting to be checked in, I sat down next to Y/N, who was confused.

"Hey Brad. What's up?" She asked, smiling.

Y/N
When Brad sat down next to you, you immediately knew what was going to happen. Peter had warned you that while trying to take off his clothes so he could try on an advanced Spider-Man suit, Brad caught him with his pants down standing next to the lady who had given him the suit. Of course Brad took a picture and he was about to try to expose Peter.

"Hey Brad. What's up?" You smiled.

"Earlier while we made a quick pit-stop, I caught Peter doing something horrible. I'm so sorry that I had to be the one to show you this..." He handed you his phone, the photo brightly displayed on the screen. It was actually a funny photo, as Peter was wearing the boxer briefs that you had bought him for his birthday last year.

"Why take pictures of people in the bathroom? You know that's borderline creepy...right?" You spoke.

"No, no, no, it wasn't like that." Brad tried to defend himself.

"Look, Brad. I don't know what you think you saw, but Mr Harrington told me that Peter's aunt contacted him and told him that Mr Stark had something for Peter that needed to be dealt with urgently. When we were at that pit-stop earlier, I knew exactly what Peter was doing. He wasn't cheating on me or anything." You set Brad straight.

"Excuse me, Brad? Why are you talking to my girlfriend?" Peter smirked.

"I was just trying to show her that you're a shady guy." Brad smiled.

"How?" Peter held your hand.

"I'll keep this photo for as long as necessary." Brad held up his phone.

"What photo?" You smiled.

You watched as Brad was furiously searching his phone for the now non-existent photo.

"How did you get rid of it?" You smiled.

"Simple. I had E.D.I.T.H erase it off his phone." Peter kissed the side of your forehead, you smiling as he held you in his arms.