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 the day of the premiere and to say I'm nervous would be a huge understatement. I haven't seen Tom at all today, pretty much because I've been avoiding him.
I'm currently with my three friends at Nelly's apartment. They're trying to calm my nerves, but it's not working, not one bit.
"Why are you even being like this? You're just going to a premiere. It's just like a fancy date." Khloe shrugs, eating a slice of apple.
"Tom and I haven't even gone public yet and now we're going to a premiere together, with thousands of people there, and millions of people watching! What is everyone going to think of me? Are they going to say I'm not worthy of him? That I don't deserve him? Well, I don't, but what if his fans think we shouldn't be together? What if they hate me?" I babble, running a hand through my hair.
"You're stressing this way more than you should be." Nelly tells me.
"Am I?" I ask, my voice cracking a bit.
"Do you not want to go to the premiere?" Matt asks.
"I do, but only because Tom wants me there. I'm not good with thousands of people staring and judging me." I grunt, slouching on the couch.
"When do you have to be ready?" Khloe asks.
"Um, I should probably be getting ready in an hour or so." I shrug, looking at the time on my phone.
"What?! Do you have anyone helping you get ready? Do you even know what you're wearing?" Khloe exclaims.
"I'm doing it myself, and I kind of have an idea of what dress I'm going to wear." I mumble, shrugging.
"Are you serious! Get up! Let's go!" Khloe shouts, standing up, grabbing my hands and yanking me up. "Come on, Nelly! We've got to go!"
"What about me?" Matt asks as Nelly gets up, away from him.
"You can come with, now, let's go! Khloe walks out of the apartment, pulling me in tow.
"Are you done yet?" I whine as Khloe does my makeup.
"Stop moving! It'll only make me take longer!" Khloe whacks me on the top of my head.
"She's right, she needs to get dressed in like two minutes." Nelly says.
"I'm just putting finishing touches on her makeup, then she can get dressed, I'll fix her makeup, then I'll do her hair."
After being pulled on and feeling like a ragdoll for hours, I was finally able to see what I looked like. Khloe had Nelly cover up all the mirrors so that I couldn't see myself until Khloe was done.
To say that Khloe loves dressing people up would be an understatement. If she would've gone to college and got her degree on beauty, she totally would be styling the famous people, it's ridiculous on how good she is.
So, here I am standing in front of the mirror looking absolutely beautiful. I'm not one who thinks very highly of their body, so when I say I look attractive, I am seriously looking good.
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