Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader

4

One month later

I woke up with a headache. After showering I check my phone to see a text from Zendaya.

Zendaya- hey!
Sent 8:59

Me: hello.
Sent 9:01

Zendaya: we have to be at the set in half an hour. Do you want me to pick you up?
Sent 9:01

Me: yes please!
Sent: 9:02

Zendaya: see you in ten minutes then.
Sent: 9:02

I quickly get dressed in leggings and an oversized T-shirt and blue hoodie. I then brush through my tangled hair. I quickly grab my bag and rush tot he elevator, which to my luck an elderly couple were walking out so I was able to get in immediately. I press the button for the lobby and patiently wait.

Once the elevator doors open I run outside to see Zendaya leaning against the wall on her phone.

"Hey." I say out of breath.

"Did you just run a mile?" Zendaya asks.

"It may look like it, but no." I say catching my breath.

"You're out of shape." Zendaya laughs.

"No I just don't eat often." I say, finally having my breath back.

"When was the last time you ate?" She asks.

"Yesterday at lunch. I passed out when I got back to my hotel room and didn't eat dinner." I shrug.

"Well I didn't have breakfast either, so lets eat Tom." She suggests, walking to a car.

"Why would we eat him?" I ask following her.

"Because he's in the car." She shrugs.

"Why, he's almost entirely muscle?" I ask.

"That's true, so we'll stop at McDonalds and eat ice cream. Also get in the car." She aays getting into the drivers seat. I get into the back to see Tom. I sit in the seat next to him and look at the front.

"I'm pretty sure that's way to sugary for breaktfast." I say to Zendaya.

"That's only partly true, but what can go wrong with chocolate?" She asks.

"What the fuck is your conversation?" Tom asks.

"I mean nothing can go wrong with chocolate, I just want food." I say ignoring Tom.

"If you just want food then why can't we eat Tom?" She asks. Tom looks at us both like we're crazy.

"I thought we had the conversation about eating Tom." I say.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" He asks us.

"I just think he might be a good substatute for food." Zendaya shrugs.

"If we get ice cream are you going to suggest we eat it off his abs?" I ask.

"I mean I wouldn't complain." She shrugs.

"I wouldnt either but I think he would." I say.

"I dont know if I'm being bullied or complimented." Tom sighs.

"Both." I say turning to him.

"Load me with compliments." He jokes.

"Your accent is hot." I smile.

"We have the same accent." He looks at me like I'm stupid.

"That's the point. My accent is hot." I smile.