Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader

8

Y/N'S POV

"I swear to god I will kill one of you!" My mother yells at the two younger boys across from me. My father laughs from the had of the table.

"What did we do?" They ask at the same time.

"You're throwing pancakes at each other!" She yells.

"I find it quite amusing." My father smiles.

"As do I." Keileigh grins. I stay silent to not have my mum kill me.

"Thank you!" Dean yells.

"I don't care what they think. I am your mother and I'm telling you to stop!" She yells.

"S-S-Sorry." Kaleb, being terrified, says under his breath.

"Just. Clean everyrhing up after dinner." Mum sighs going back to eating her food. The room goes silent for a couple of minutes before Dean speaks.

"So, Y/N, that Tom Holland guy." Dean smiles innocently. I give him the "I will murder you" look.

"Yeah, what's with him?" Mum smiles.

"Is there anything between you two?" Kaleb starts to wiggle his eyebrows.

"No." I say taking a bite of my pancake.

"Are you sure?" Dean wiggles his eyebrows.

"Yes." I roll my eyes.

"You dont sound too sure." Keileigh chimes in.

"I'm one hundred percent sure there's nothing between us." I say.

"Well there are a lot of houses and buildings between you two." My father jokes.

"No." Keileigh, in disappointment, shakes her head.

"It wasn't that bad." He defends.

"Yes dad, yes it was." Kaleb starts shaking his head with disappointment now.

"I regret having kids." Dad kumbles to himself.

"Hey, Y/N and I didnt say anything!" Dean tries to defend myself and him.

"Don't bring me into this." I quietly warn Dean.

"Don't you have a boyfriend to go talk to?" Dean asks me.

"No, I don't." I say taking my final bite of pancake.

"Then get one." Dean smiles.

"Just go flirt with Holland boy." Kaleb laughs to himself.

"I should have never came back. I'm going to go buy a plane ticket to LA." I say getting up.

I pick up my plate and walk into the kitchen. After putting my plate in the sink I run upstairs to my room.

I pick up my phone and start texting Harrison.

Me:

Harrison.

ent: now

Haz:

Whaaaaaaaat?

What are you doing?

Nothing. You?

Being bullied by my brothers.

And what am I supposed
to do about it?
Sent: now

Uhh... Hang out with me?
Sent: 9:45