Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader

5

I sit next to Tom on his couch. I watch as everyone talks to eachother like they've been friends for years.

"Hey." Harrison whispers to me as he sits down on the left side of me.

"Hello." I whisper back.

"How are you?" He asks, still whispering.

"Good, but why are we whispering?" I whisper.

"I dont know." He whispers in return.

"How are you?" I ask, no longer whispering.

"I'm fine. I do have a question for you though." Harrison says.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Do you fancy anybody?" He asks me.

"Why?" I ask.

"Do you have a boyfriend back at home?" He asks me.

"I have brothers and that's enough boys for me." I say.

"What are their names?" He asks.

"Dean and the other one." I say.

"Did you forget his name or something" Harrison asks.

"No, but his name should not be spoken of." I say resting my head on his shoulder. Harrison wraps his arms around me.

"You're letting me hug you." Harrison whispers.

"Don't get too excited." I laugh.

"I want a hug." Tom whines.

"Zendaya, give Tom a hug." I smile.

"No, from you." Tom complains to me.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because I'm cold." Tom says.

"Thats not a good reason." I say.

"Just hug me." Tom says. I roll my eyes as Harrison lets go of me.

"You're a baby." I complain as tom hugs me.

"You love me though." Tom smiles.

"I unfortunately do." I sigh. His smile grows when I say these words.

"You love me." Tom grins.

"You're going to make a big deal out of this." I groan.

"No I won't." Tom sarcastically says. I look into his eyes.

"You are my friend, of course I love you." I say.

"Friend zoned." Harrison laughs.

"I can't be friend zoned if I Don't like her like that." Tom says.

"But you do like her like that." My eyes go wide as I look at Harrison.

"Shut up." Tom groans.

"So you do?" I ask.

"No." Tom quickly replies.

"Yes you do." Zendaya replies. I laugh at this.

"No I don't." Tom groans.

"You love me." I smile.

"Fuck off." He says.

"Can't. You're the one that's holding onto me." I say.

"You guys are jerks." Tom pouts.

"He's right. We should stop bullying the kid." I sigh.

"I'm older then you." Tom points out.