Can We Keep a Secret?~ Tom Holland X reader

Chapter 33

Edited by: delennjadzia  

Y/N P.O.V. 

I woke up early but stayed in the guest room for a while, hoping not to bother anyone. As for the sweater, I kept it on and planned to keep it on until I got back to my trailer.

I couldn't get my kisses with Tom out of my head. I tried shaking it off but it just kept re-playing in my mind. Did this mean we were going to be a thing? Or was it simply a fluke, a couple solitary kisses that would be laughed off later as the actions of silly kids?

I grabbed my stuff and headed into the living room to find Tom seated on the couch.

"Um... H-hey, Y/n," he said, standing up awkwardly.

"Hey, Tom!" I said, putting my arms behind my back.

"I was just about to drive to set... Wanna join me?" Tom asked. He grabbed his keys and waved them, as though to illustrate his point.

"Yeah, I would," I said with a smile.

I walked out the house with Tom. We both got into the car and slid on our seatbelts.

"Are you going to keep my sweater?" Tom chuckle as he glanced at me. He seemed amused and completely devoid of annoyance. Does that mean I can?

"Maybe..." I said, slouching in the chair more.

"You can keep it, if you want," he laughed.

"Yay!" I exclaimed, hugging myself and laughing.

Later he pulled up on set and sighed. "Here we are."

"Yeah, see ya on set, Tom." I smiled and kissed his cheek before exiting the car.

I headed straight to my trailer after that. I got inside, closed the door to lean on it heavily, sighing.

"Well, well, well. I have been awaiting for your arrival," someone said in a melodramatic voice. I recognized the voice as Robert and found him sitting in my chair, petting a stuffed cat.

"Robert, why?" I asked, sitting on the floor.

"I know you've been with Tom lately, and—"

"Out," I ordered him, grabbing his stuff cat and chucking it out the door.

"MR. SNUGGLES, NO!" Robert yelled. "You monster! He was only human!"

I laughed as he ran after the stuffed cat, got to his knees, and screamed, "WHY?"

Robert started to fake cry, real laughter messing up the illusion a bit.

"Real funny," I muttered at him.

Then he jumped up and smiled.

"It's alright, one day you'll break!" He ran away throwing the stuffie at Chris as he rushed past him, making Chris run after him.

"What can you do with Robert?" I laughed to myself.