hidden identity-tom holland

part 5-invitation

toms pov

As she practically ran out the room, I smiled and sauntered back over to my desk, carrying on opening letters.

Dear Mr Holland,
The Coleman family invites you and a plus 1 to our annual charity ball. We hope to see you there.

Great. I knew I had to go but they were always so boring. It wasn't even for charity, that's the worst part. My eyes snapped to 'plus 1'. Would it be inappropriate for me to ask y/n? I mean, it could just be a part of her job. I'd ask her later...

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y/n's pov

I spent the rest of my shift filing and filing. I had attempted to distract myself from the butterflies coursing through my body but damn that man really had an affect on me. As soon as it got to 4pm, I scurried out of my office in too much of a rush as I bumped into someone.

Tom. For fucks sake.

"God, I'm so sorry sir I-"

"Don't worry about it. Just be careful, might not be able to catch you next time." He smirked, voice low.

I genuinely had no words, heat rushing down to my legs. I laughed awkwardly and began to walk off.

"Y/n! I do have one last thing before you go."

I halted and took a deep breathe before slowly turning back around.

"Yes?"

"In a couple weeks I have a ball I need to attend. Strictly business. I am expected to bring a date therefore i would appreciate if you accompanied me."

A date? And he was asking me? Wow. You'd think the sexiest man alive would have a girlfriend.

"I would provide your outfit for the evening, as well as transport of course." He continued after I didn't say anything.

"Um- yeah sure!" I smiled weakly.

"Good. See you tomorrow. Don't be late." He spoke with a stern voice.

Butterflies.

"Y-yeah..." I mumbled.

Y/n you're on a mission! Get your act together!

I shook my head and quickly got out of the building.

sorry this is short! just didn't really know how to carry it on lmao but hope you're liking it so far! <3