Tom tries to figure out why y/n broke up with him.
y/n's pov
"Hey gorgeous." A soft voice practically whispered from behind me.
Tom.
I hadn't seen him since I broke up with him a few weeks ago. Well, obviously because I had been avoiding him.
"You gonna turn around or just keep pretending I don't exist?" He chuckled with a sigh.
Having to face him after I wimped out of our relationship was what I was dreading. But I had to do it, I had to do it for me.
Not that I wanted to. Tom was...well he was perfect. Everything he does just soaks my bloodstream with the most overwhelming and euphoric feeling.
I'm addicted to it, and rehab hasn't been easy.
Taking in a large gulp of air, I slowly turned and audibly groaned when I laid my eyes on him. God I almost forgot how gorgeous he was.
"You alright there love?" Tom smirked.
"I forgot how handsome you were." I suppressed a smile as my cheeks became heated.
"Well I didn't forget how beautiful you were."
Oh god.
"So...how have you been?" I shifted nervously on the spot, wondering why on Earth I asked that.
"Well I won't lie, not great since my girlfriend broke up with me out of the blue." His facial features dropped slightly and he looked down.
I wanted nothing more than to grab his face and kiss it all over, tell him it's okay.
"Tom...I just..."
Was I really gonna show him how pathetic I was?
"I just want a reason y/n. I mean, I love you and I thought you loved me but obviously that is not the case-"
"It is! I love you, so much!" I furrowed my brows, taking a step towards him.
"Then why?!" He slightly shouted, making me flinch. "I-I'm sorry I just, I don't know what to do with myself anymore baby. All I want is you back in my life." Toms voice cracking made me heart practically cry out.
"But- but I have to look out for myself Tom. I'm sorry." I whispered taking a couple steps back.
"What? What does that mean? Is there something wrong with you? Are you ill?" A panic rose in his voice, reaching out his arms to touch me in worry.
"No- well kind of I- I just don't wanna say. You won't understand." I sighed, managing to step even further away from him.
"Please angel, cmon you can tell me anything." Tom strode towards me and grabbed my hand, the feeling leaving tingles up my arm.
"I- not here. I'm working, a-and you've probably gotta be back in set in a minute."
That's how we met, Tom and I. I was a makeup artist on spiderman far from home and we clicked immediately.
To my luck, a week after I broke up with him I was called to the set of spiderman no way home.
i watched the nwh more fun stuff version the other day and it was so good!!!! cried a lot tho-
