Imagines By Hufflepuffholland

"He creeped me out. Not gonna lie."

Tom had begged you to hang out with him and his castmates tonight. They were going to an 18+, 90's themed nightclub. You agreed to go with Tom after he promised you and him would be there for only two hours and then he'd make up an excuse for you two. It's not that you didn't like hanging out with Tom's friends, they were your friends too, but you liked to cherish the small time you had with Tom alone. And Tom knew that, he didn't think you were selfish and he didn't blame you, because if he had it his way, he'd spend all his time with you any day.

"Wanna dance?" Laura, Jacob and Zendaya gestured their arms at you as by TLC came one, Z and Laura knew this was one of your anthems. You looked at Tom, questioning if he'd miss you if you went for one song. Tom laughed lightly, waving his hand at you.

"Harrison are heading to the bar, want anything?" You shook your head as you took Jacob's outstretched hand and ran toward an empty space on the dancefloor. No Scrubs turned into , then that turned into . Three songs had turned into seven and you looked to see Tom having fun with Harrison and his brother Harry, along with a few guys they met up with. Your smile was wiped off your face as you felt hands wrap around you from behind. You turned around and quickly shoved the strangers arms off you.

"Didn't mean to scare you, babe," the guy in front of you tried again to wrap his arms around you but you blocked his advances, laughing lightly.

"It's fine, but I'm not interested." You thought you were going to have to fight him off more, but he raised his hands in defeat and winked at you, walking away. You furrowed your eyes in confusion, shaking your head when Laura asked if something was wrong. She then shrugged and grabbed your hands, twirling you around as Mario's started. When you spun out of her embrace, you spun into another's, this time being met with your boyfriend.

"D'you save this song for me?" He mumbled in your ear, you smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down to give him a short kiss. You nodded against his lips, sighing in content as Tom pulled you closer. You swayed a little to the music, enjoying being this close to him and the soft sound of his voice in your ear as he quietly sung the lyrics.

When the song ended, Tom asked if you wanted to go home, and you nodded. "Let me go to the bathroom really quick," Tom gave you a concerned look, to which you rolled your eyes. "I'll be fine, Holland." You pecked his cheek, telling him you'd meet him at the entrance. He agreed and watched you until you made it all the way into the restroom before making his way to his friends to give them a lame excuse as to why you had to leave.

You washed your hands and then dried them, turning to fix your hair in the mirror. You decided to just let it do whatever it wanted considering it was going up as soon as you got home, anyway. You pulled your jacket closer to you as you walked out, but were met by a familiar face – the same guy who had decided to invite himself to a helping of you on the dancefloor.

"Hey there, pretty thing," he walked closer to you, causing you to take a step back with each one he took forward. "You owe me a dance." You scoffed.

"I don't owe you a thing, move." You stood your ground, walking forward with your arms out to push him out of the way.

"Honey, honey," he cooed, gripping your wrists, "it's fine. I'm cool with this." You were about to respond when another voice did.

"Yeah? Well, she isn't." You looked over no-name's shoulder to see Tom standing with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah? Who are you to answer for her?" Tom chuckled, walking toward us, gripping no name's jacket and shoving him off you.

"One, I'm her boyfriend," the guy visibly shrunk as Tom grabbed your hand. "Two, I don't answer for her, no one does – but, she did say she wasn't interested earlier, didn't she?" He turned toward you, "Didn't you?" You nodded. "Alright," he turned back toward the guy who was now cowering away, "with that, I think we'll be on our way." Tom pulled you against him, walking away toward the entrance. Once you two were out in the fresh air, Tom stopped you to look at you. "You okay?" You nodded.

"Yeah, he just – he creeped me out. Not gonna lie." He sighed, pulling you in to kiss your forehead.

"You can pick the movie we watch." You smiled widely, cheering before pulling Tom toward his car.

"Let's go! Let's go, let's go, let's go! Beetlejuice awaits!"