The next day Tom got nervous. Not because of the fact he was talking to Ella- he'd done that many times before- but because of the topic. He'd seen from the conversation between her and the girls that she was touchy about it but he didn't know how she would react in real life. Would she blow up? Ignore him? Answer his questions?
"Hey Ella," he greeted, walking up to the brunette.
"Hey," she answered.
"Can I ask you a quick question?"
"Sure, anything"
"What happened with you and that photographer?" He held his breath, waiting for an answer or a reaction.
Ella paused and looked up, and emotion falling from her face, leaving it expressionless. "Why?"
"I'm... uh ... worried I guess?"
"Worried? Why?"
"You just seem so closed off about it. And I wanna know you're okay." Tom caught sight of a slight twitch of Ella's lips.
"That's really sweet Tom, but I don't really like talking about it. I'm sorry, but I promise I had a reason and I'm not going to just lash out and punch anyone."
"I never believed you would. When you're ready, you can tell me- tell us."
Ella stood up, wrapping Tom in a tight hug. The British actor was shocked at the gesture, Ella had never been one for physical contact but he wrapped his arms around her waist and couldn't help but smile when she whispered in his ear "I will."
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BAD | tom holland
Fanfiction"And the whole world has to answer right now just to tell you once again who's bad" OR In which Tom Holland falls for 'the devil' [idea + cover by @queenofpurgatory]
