Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines

Crush // PP

3AM. You couldn't sleep because all you could think about was your best friend. Peter. He had been your crush ever since 6th grade. You wanted to call him and tell him how you feel, but he liked someone else. Liz Allen. Liz has always been kind to you, but she was always going to be more popular and pretty than me. You picked up your phone, and called Ned, your other best friend.

"Y/N?" Ned said. "Yea. Where are you?" You asked him. "With Peter. Why?" He said. Shoot. "Could you go somewhere for like 5 mins without Peter there?" You ask him. "S-sure?" He says. You hear him walk out of the room and to somewhere else. "Ok, what?" He asks. "I like Peter," you say. There is silence. "What?" He yells. "Shh!" You shush him. "I didn't tell Peter yet." You said. "Promise you won't tell him?" You ask Ned. "Yes." He says.

You finally went to sleep in peace knowing that someone knew of your feelings towards Peter.

PROM NIGHT; 2 DAYS LATER
"You ready?" Your mom asks you as she pulls up to your high school. "Yea mom." I said. "No sex, no drugs, and no alcohol!" She says. "Ok mom," you say and walk into the high school. Your blue dress swayed perfectly as your
Y/H/C fell perfectly on your shoulders. You walk in to find Ned and Peter talking with Liz. Great. "Hey Y/N!" Peter says and you give him a hug. "You look great." He says. "Thanks," you blush as Ned gives you a look. You elbow him.
"You look great too, Liz." Peter says, and your heart drops. Ned notices that and walks over by you. "It's ok Y/N," he says as you two walk over to the food area. "One day Peter will notice you and how beautiful you are and like you back," he says loudly, almost yelling.

Everyone stops and looks at me, including Peter. "I-I have to go," you say almost in tears. You walk out of Prom, and take off your heels and walk to your place. When you had rough days at school, there was a cement bridge close to school. You sat there quietly crying as your phone rang. It was Ned. "Y/N, I am so so sorry!" He says. "It's ok Ned. I'm not mad." You say. "Peter left right after that happened," he said. Great. Two proms night ruined because of my stupid feelings. You sigh. "He left Liz?" You ask, as you hear ruffling in the bushes. "Yeah." Ned said. "I just wish he could like me back. I know I'm not as pretty as Liz, and never will be." You say. "No, Y/N. Don't say that," Ned said. "But its true!" You yell. "I will never be fucking Liz Allen to Peter. I just love him so fucking much that it hurts." You say, and hang up.

You hear rustling again, and look. And there was fucking Spiderman. You yell, and he yells too. "What the fuck!" You yell. "I-it's ok. Don't be scared." He says. You wipe away a tear. "Why are you here? Don't you have to be saving the world?" You ask Spiderman. "Well, not really because Mr. Stark doesn't want me to but I do but," he goes on. "Anyways," he says. "You should be at prom," he says. "How do you know I have prom?" You ask him. "I-I don't it's just t-th-that I'm guessing?" He says. You laugh at his awkwardness, reminding you of Peter. Which makes you frown. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asks. "It's just that I was at prom, with no date, and there's this guy that I like, who actually claims to know you," you chuckle a little bit. "Oh. What's his name?" Spiderman asks. "Peter." You say. "Is it Peter Parker?" He asks. "Yeah." You say. "Anyway he went with this really really pretty popular girl and he will never like me and my other friend shouted it out so now the whole school knows and I've just had the worst night," you say. "Your prettier," Spiderman says. "What?" You say. "Your prettier. Than Liz," he says. "H-How do you know Liz?" You ask him. "Ok, if I do this you can't freak out or tell anyone and Ned already knows," Spiderman says, you even being more confused. He takes off his mask, and it's fucking Peter Parker. "No," you say. "Hell no!" You yell and run away in embarrassment, because you just spilled everything. He webs me back to him. "I like you too Y/N. A lot." He said and kissed you.