Tom Holland Imagines

Pregnancy Secret

I never thought this would happen. Well I mean I did, but I never thought so soon. I felt sick as I looked at the little pink line. What am I going to do? Tom is about to start his press tour for Spider-Man: Homecoming and news that he got his girlfriend pregnant isn't going to go over well.

That little pink line just ruined Tom's career. I just ruined Tom's career. There was no way I could tell him. I mean I know I have to but what am I going to say? How am I going to tell him that I'm pregnant?

"Y/N? I'm home." Tom called from the front room. I panicked as I looked around trying to find somewhere to hide the test. I grabbed the box and hid them in one of my boots in the closet. I checked my reflection before walking downstairs.

"Tom?" I called out confused when the British actor was nowhere to be found. I gasped when two arms wrapped around me.

"Hello, darling." His voice was like music to my ears. I smiled as he started to kiss my neck. He smoothly turned me around and pressed his lips to mine.

"Damn, I missed you." He said before putting his lips back on mine. He pulled away, giving me a puzzling look. "Are you alright? Y/N? What's wrong, love?"

"Nothing!" I laughed a little too awkwardly. "It was just a rough day at work. But I'm fine!"

"You sure?" He asked, tipping his head like Tessa does when she's confused. "Why are you laughing?"

"You look like Tessa when you do that," I giggled. He shot me an unamused look before picking me up and spinning me around.

When he put me down, I walked into the kitchen and started making dinner while he went upstairs and showered. Through dinner I couldn't help but think that I was eating for two, dressing for two, walking for two, doing everything for two. And that freaked me out.

"Y/N?" I jumped when Tom's cold hand touched my arm. "Are you sure you're alright? You've been acting weird all night." We we're currently sitting on the couch watching tv while he told me about filming.

"I'm sorry, Tom. I'm just a little....distracted. I have a lot on my mind."

"Anything I can help with?" He asked scooting closer. I just shook my head as I stood up and walked to the kitchen. I felt him at my heels.

"I think I know what's wrong, darling. I leave for tour in two days and I just got back." He said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind me.

"That's it," I stuttered out.

"Well, I talked to some people and they said you can come with Harrison and I." I spun around with wide eyes.

"What? Are you. . .  Are you serious?"

"Yep! You get to come to China with us!" My stomached dropped and the color drained from my face. "Y/N? What is it, darling? I thought you would be excited."

"I am, really. It's just. . . You know how I get on planes. I. . . I don't. . . I'm not a big fan of flying."

"Oh," his face fell making me feel even worse that I was already feeling. "I didn't know. I'm sorry, darling."

He turned to walk away, but stopped when I grabbed his wrist. "That doesn't mean I don't want to go," I said without thinking. His lips stretched into a smile and he picked me up, spinning me around.

*****

We just landed in China and I was already sick to my stomach. We made it to the hotel without being bombarded by fans. The next morning, I was in the bathroom throwing up.

"Y/N? Darling?"

"I'm fine," I tried to get out. There was a knock at the bathroom door.

"Y/N? I'm coming in."

"Please don't." I groaned. He did anyway.

"Y/N!! What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"I think it's the stomach flu." I lied.

"Darling, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you to come with me. I am so sorry, love." He knelt down by me and rubbed circles on my back.

"I'm sorry you have to see me like this." I groaned.

"Don't apologize, darling. After my interview, I'll pick you up some medicine and a cozy blanket." He stood up and leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "I love you."

"I love you too," I said before he left.

Every morning for three days, I woke up with the baby trying to kill me. I felt awful lying to Tom. Especially because he has been so amazing. He has been super worried about me and has been willing to do anything for me which makes me ten times more guilty.

I was currently sitting on our hotel bed, clutching a pillow to my chest, waiting for Tom to come back. I bit my lip when I heard the door unlock.

"Y/N? I'm back. How are you feeling?" He froze when he saw my sitting on the bed, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Y/N? What's wrong love?"

"Tom, I have to tell you something."

He sat down on the bed next to me. "Y/N, what is it?"

"It's just. . . I'm scared. I don't know what to do and I'm not sure how you are going to respond."

"Respond to what? Y/N you're making me nervous."

"I'm pregnant." I said quickly, cutting him off.

I bit my lip and waited for him to respond. His eyes widened as he processed what I just said. He stood up, his back facing me.

"You're pregnant?" I nodded. He turned towards me, picked me up and spinning me around. "You're pregnant!!!" He yelled before he put me down. "I can't believe you're pregnant!! Okay when we get back home, we will make that extra room across from ours into the baby's room. Well for whenever our baby is old enough to have their own room. We will get the best crib! The room will be adorable! My mom can come and help us out the first couple of weeks- as long as that is okay with you of course. I can take time off from work so I can be with you during the pregnancy and after the delivery. I can't believe we are going to have a baby!!" He picked me up and spun me around again.

"Wait," I said when he put me down. "You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad? We're having a baby!! You are having my baby! You, the strong, beautiful, gorgeous woman I love more than anything in this world is caring my baby!"

"I'm scared." I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks.

"Oh, darling." He wrapped me in a tight hug. "It's going to be okay. You are going to be an amazing mother. I love you." He pulled away and pressed his lips to mine.

"I love you too."