Liz Harrison and Tom Holland meet when Tom begins his training for his role as Spider-Man. However, Liz doesn't know that Tom's going to play Spider-Man at first.
As Liz and Tom continue to see each other at the gym, they form a relationship. It's...
It's finally Friday. I've been waiting for this day. I went to an illegal fighting area last night, fighting for money and looking for a new manager. So far, I have no luck. So, today, I have fresh bruises and cuts, but I'm still excited to see Tom again.
I texted Tom the details of the cookout, and he informed me that he'd be a little late, but for sure will be there.
I want to look cute, because well, he's only seen my in my gym clothes and my comfy clothes. So, I chose a black and white romper. I'm like hardcore digging it. I matched it with a cute pair of sandals.
I'm leaving my hair down, and I applied mascara and eyeliner as my makeup. I throw on a light black jacket over the romper in case I get cold. It happens.
Matt lives a ways away from me, so I did take a cab to Matt's place. Good thing too, because I plan on drinking tonight. And I hope that I don't make a fool of myself in front of Tom. But if he doesn't like who I am when I'm drunk, then that's an issue.
As I walked into Matt's place, I was greeted with orders to help set up.
"You do realize I'm five minutes late, right? You should already be ready." I tell Matt, picking up one of the speakers and carrying it outside.
"Yeah, everyone keeps reminding me." Matt grunts, carrying a speaker as well. We both set them down on the stage in his tiny backyard.
My phone begins to buzz, signaling a call. I pull it out and am surprised to see Tom calling.
"Hey." I answer, waving Matt off when he groans, saying something about how he needs help.
"Hey, uh, so I'm running a bit later than I originally thought. They want me to do this last stunt, then I'll get out of the suit, freshen up, then I'll be on my way." Tom explains, sounding a little winded.
"Take your time." I chuckle. "So, you're in the suit right now?"
"Yes..." Tom trails off in a questioning tone.
"Can I pretty please with a big red cherry on top have a picture of you in it! Plus, you need a contact photo." I explain, heat rising to my cheeks.
"Okay, on one condition." Tom replies, I can literally hear his smirk just by the way he's talking. "You owe me a kiss."
"You're slick, Tom Holland. Alright, deal." I smile, biting my lip.
"See yah soon, Liz." Tom says.
"I will because you're sending me a picture." I stifle a laugh.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"See yah." I laugh, hanging up.
Two minutes later, I get a text from Tom.
From TomXP: Harrison told me to pose...
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