Tom Holland Imagines

Peter Parker ; Hesitation

Peter yelped loudly when his bedroom door crashed against his wall. Jumping from his place on his bed, his hand clutched his chest as he stared at [Y/N] with a terrified look. Inhaling through his nose, he regained composure and bit his lip. "Uh, [Y/N], what are you, what are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" She repeated, her eyes glossing over from the tears that had been building up for days. "What do you mean what am I doing here, Peter?" Her voice cracked as her fears were coming true by the look on his face.

Slowly climbing off his bed, Peter chewed on the inside of his cheek. "[Y/N]," he started, frowning. "I'm sorry I've been so distant...."

"That's the understatement of the freaking year, Parker."

Running his hand through his hair, he sighed. "I'm sorry, I really am. It's just with all this," lowering his voice, "Spiderman thing, it's been making my life crazy and I, I, well, I should be making time for you."

[Y/N] shook her head, her chest tightening, "I can handle you and Spiderman, Peter." Looking down at her shoes, she frowned so deeply that Peter swore he heard her heart break. "I just can't handle you when you lie to me."

Sitting back down on his bed, he swallowed hard. "Lie?"

"Yes, Peter. Lie." Her brow quirked as she reminded him. "When I went out of town, you told me that you needed to study so our phone call was going to be short." A tear slid down her cheek, as she relived the moment she found out about his lie. "But instead of studying, you went to that party with Liz Allen."

"[Y/N]," Peter defended. "Wait, that wasn't a date of any sorts."

"You really think Michelle wouldn't tell me about the kiss? She's one of best friends and despite her being a really good of friend of yours too, she's got my back." Whispering, she squeaked out. "Do you even want to be with me anymore?"

Peter hesitated. He did want to be with [Y/N] but at the same time, he really liked Liz too. Looking down, he played with his hands while he searched for his answer.

[Y/N]'s breath hitched in her throat. He hesitated and even though he didn't realize it, that was the unspoken answer.

Sighing, he nodded. "I do, [Y/N]."

"You don't," she whimpered out. Shaking her head, she grabbed a hold of his door knob, "in your hesitation, I found my answer. The real answer." Taking a shaky deep breath, she started to close the door, "I'll see you around school, maybe." Just before she closed the door, she looked at Peter with watery eyes, "And don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your secret."

Peter stood up, "[Y/N]! Wait!" But it was too late, she had already closed the door. Pulling both of his hands to his head, he stood in shock. Did that just happen?