Lover- [Tom Holland×Reader]

42- What if-

Tom's P.O.V

Sunlight seeped through the cream coloured curtains of the hotel room, making me stir in bed.
I noticed Y/n was soundly asleep, in my arms. Carefully, I tried to get up without disturbing her.
She looked so gorgeous, even while sleeping.
How could someone look so gorgeous while sleeping?
Her hair was all over the place, lips slightly parted.
Wow..

I looked at the clock
9:37 a.m.

I got on with my morning routine and made myself some tea, trying to distract myself from Y/n.

"Ughhh." I heard Y/n groan.
"You okay there?" I asked.
"My alarm didn't go off." she grumbled, "I missed my class."
"Oh shit, you want me to give you a ride?"

She'd just woken up. What was I thinking, saying that?
I'm done with myself.

"No point now."
She grumpily walked into the bathroom while I prepared a cup of coffee for her.

"Here you go, strong black, just how you like it." I handed her the mug.
"Thanks. You remember how I like it?" Y/n mumbled softly.
"Of course." I pursed my lips, "So how many classes did you miss?"
"Two." she looked down, "I'm sorry for snapping."
"It's okay Y/n. I'm used to it, not gonna lie."
"Ouch, Tom."

What in the world was wrong with me?-
My mind was all over the place.
I mean did spending the night, cuddling with your ex and lying to her about moving on ever help?
I think not.

"I do need to get back to campus so can you give me a ride?"
"Yeah sure. You want some decent clothes?"
"Um yeah I'd like some." she giggled.
Her giggles were so adorable.
"'Kay, let me see what I got." I sipped my tea.

Y/n's P.O.V

"Thanks for the ride, Tom...and for last night."
"Thank you, I'd love to do it again."
"Shhh, you sound like we did it." I joked.
"Go to school, Y/l/n." Tom chuckled.
"Bye." I gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
Fuck fuck fuck.
What was I thinking?
-
I walked into my dorm only to find Ashley sitting at the desk, watching porn.
"ASH!"
"Oh shit. Frick." she quickly closed the laptop, "You were not supposed to see that."
"Yeah, I figured."
"Wait- Y/n, where were you all night?"
"I- I uh, I slept over at my friend's."
"The friend you ditched me for the other day?" she narrowed her eyes.
"Kinda, yeah."
"And I'm guessing that friend knows Tom Holland?"
My mind started racing at million miles per minute, my face clearly giving out a mixture of shock and worry.
"Uh-um, uh what?" I tried to sound as casual as I could, yet I knew that those words came out a bit high pitched.
"Tom posted a picture wearing that hoodie on his IG." she shrugged.
"He did? I mean, I wouldn't know 'cuz I don't follow him."
"You don't even have Instagram, Y/n." she rolled her eyes.
"Right." I said, "Anyway, I dont know how my friend got this hoodie but he had it, so that's that and I have to go to class, so I better get ready."
"Oh didn't you miss Mr Mendoza's class?" Ashley smirked.
"What is with you and Mr Mendoza?"
"What- He's hot."
"And 50."
"43 actually."
"I don't even wanna know how or why you know that."
"Ugh Y/n, I'm not that desperate."
"And I don't believe you."

-

Even though it was a Saturday, we had extra classes because the people who performed missed their scheduled ones on Friday. Miss Teyoung was explaining a chapter of 'Pride and Prejudice' but my mind kept wondering about him.

Yesterday was our last night before setting boundaries but what if I didn't want boundaries?
What if I wanted him to undress in front of me, lend me his clothes, compliment me in them.
What if I wanted him to hold me like he did last night, cuddle me and press soft kisses on my cheek and forehead.
What if-
No Y/n. NO.

"That's all for today. Have a good weekend. Class dismissed."

I closed my textbook and walked out of the classroom, still wondering about Tom. I hardly walked a whole mile from the room before my phone started buzzing like crazy. All of a sudden, every one around me started sending weird stares and glares at my direction. I took out my phone from the pocket, a million texts from Sofia and my Snapchat and Twitter notifications coming in one after the other.

What the hell was going on.

I opened the messages but I was not ready for what I just saw.

Oh my fucking god-

Tom's P.O.V

"Alright then, I'll see you guys next week." I shook Tim's hand.
We were planning on doing a new movie together and Tim was one of the producers.

My phone started ringing as I got into the car.
Sofia.

"TOM CHECK YOUR SOCIALS. NOW." she yelled.
"Geez Sofi, calm down."
I opened up Instagram and oh boy, my notifications were through the roof.
I clicked on one of the posts that tagged me-

"Oh my fucking lord!"