Every Second of Every Minute of Everyday - Tom Holland - Book 1

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Once the song ended, applause and cheering came from the doorway of the room. An immediate blush rose to my cheeks when they hollered our names.

"Damn girl! You can dance!" Jacob teased, coming up to me and poking my sides. I laugh and push his hands away.

"I got all of that on video." Harry winks at me, sitting down on the couch.

"No! Delete it!" I whine, reaching for his camera, but he moves it out of my reach.

"Why? You guys looked amazing!" Laura commented, sitting down next to Harry.

"She did, I haven't danced in years, I looked like a fish out of water." I tell them, snatching the camera and jumping out of Harry's reach. Harry, however, jumped up and chased me.

I tucked the camera into my arm tightly and sprinted out of the room.

"Don't drop it!" Harry shouts, nearly catching me, but I turn a sharp corner.

While running, I search for the video and try to figure out how to delete it. While doing that, I run straight into someone, and I bet you all can guess who it is...Yup! Tom Holland!

"Woah there!" Tom says, holding onto my waist as we collide, but we don't fall because we're just that talented. "Liz?"

"Give it back!" Harry appears.

"Not until I delete it!" I stick my tongue out, looking back down at the camera to figure it out.

"There's a video of her dancing, don't let her delete it!" Harry tells Tom. Tom immediately snatches the camera from me, holding it up to where I can't reach.

"Tom!" I whine, reaching for it. "Please?"

"I wanna see it." Tom smirks. An idea pops into my head, so I take his face into my hands and kiss him. Tom immediately relaxes, the camera slowly coming down to my level of reaching. Once it is, I snatch it out of his hand, but Harry is right there to snatch it right back out of mine. "Run, Harry! Run!"

I slap Tom on the chest, glaring at him. "I hate you," was what I said to him, but he shook his head.

"You love me." Tom gently takes my chin and pulls me up for another kiss. Tom pulls away, taking my hand and walking back to his personal trailer.

When we got inside, he plopped down on the couch and reached for me like a baby does when they want to be picked up. I laugh, going over and sit next to him, curling up into his side. He wraps an arm around me, the other resting on the arm of the couch.

"You don't have any social media, do you?" Tom asks randomly.

"Instagram and Snapchat." I tell him, not looking at him. Instead, I close my eyes and enjoy the moment. "Why?"

"Well, I was thinking about taking our relationship to the public." Tom suggests. "With this movie, I'm going to have more fans, more paparazzi, and when I'm with you, rumors are going to start up."

"There's already rumors about you and Zendaya." I mumble, looking down at my hands.

"You've seen those?" Tom asks curiously.

"Of course I've seen those." I roll my eyes. "I was house ridden for months, I had a lot of time. But, I like to think they're false."

"I love you, Liz." Tom kisses the top of my head. "What do you think?"

"It's your choice." I look up at him.

"This is a relationship, with two people. Not just me. This is decision that effects you a lot more than you'd think."