Tom Holland Imagines

The Death Of A Bachelorette | T.H.

(Loosely) Inspired by the song "Death of a Bachelor" by Panic! At The Disco. ENJOY! (And also a life update school has been getting a lot better and I'm enjoying it now! Thank you for waiting so patiently for a new Imagine!!)

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"Are you really going out again? That's the seventh time this week and it's only Tuesday!" My friend yelled at me.

I was in a red velvet dress with high heels and very pretty makeup on.

"Yeah it's fun!" I laughed as I put an earring in my ear as I walked to the island in the kitchen to grab my clutch bag.

She was in sweats and a messy bun waiting for her boyfriend to come over and watch Netflix with her.

"Have you ever thought of settling down?"

I put in my other earring and looked up.

"Thinking, thinking, thinking, thought about it and I'll pass." I gave a small smile and grabbed my clutch as she walked up to me.

"Oh come on! All those boys you talk to and not one of them makes you want to settle down?"

I scoffed

"No all those boy are to have fun with no strings attached. I don't even know the guys name I was with last night."

"Fine suit yourself. But being with someone s much better then being with someone."

I knew what she meant, but single life is the best! I'll probably be a Bachelorette for a long time.

"Bye!" I smiled as I walked out the door of our apartment.

I walked down the streets and all the guys, old, young and even ones with their girlfriends stared at me. I just smiled and kept walking.

I walked to my favorite club and strutted in with a smirk on my face.

I walked to the bar and put my hands on it.

"Here. Those boys wanted you to have this." The bar tender said as he gave me a drink.

I looked at the boys, who were with their girlfriends, held up the glass and took a sip. They just smiled not even paying attention to the girls in their arms.

I drank it all and decided I wanted to go dance a little, but when I turned around I saw three guys walk in. One with dark red hair, one with blonde hair, and one with brown hair.

They were all cute but I couldn't stop staring at the one with brown hair. He caught me staring and just nodded and gave a small smile. My eyes went wide with realization that I was staring and walked back to the bar.

"Kenny give me another." I said to the bar tender.

"Sure thing (y/n)."

I smiled and grabbed to drink and downed it. What was this feeling? I wanted to go up and talk to him but the guys usually come to me not the other way around.

The one with blonde hair walked up to the bar and ordered three drinks.

I grabbed my drink and smiled "hi."

He turned his head to me and gave me a polite nod.

"I haven't seen you guys here before. Where are you from?"

"England." He said in a British accent.

I smiled "oh that's very cool. So uh your friend over there does he have a girlfriend?"

He looked down and laughed "no he doesn't."

"So he wouldn't mind if I talked to him?"

This time he turned to me and leaned on the bar

"Just talk huh?" He smirked

"Well what else would we do?" I said pretending to act innocent.

"You know very well what I'm talking about and I don't think he's interested."

Kenny handed him his drinks and he held them up to me.

"See you around." He smiled and left.

No guy had ever rejected me and honestly it kinda hurt. I decided to just leave after that.

I walked out the door and I heard someone yell after me.

"Miss! Excuse me, miss!"

I turned around to see the guy with brown hair holding my clutch. He ran up to me and I didn't know what to do. It felt like my heart was going to burst.

I looked at him in awe. He was super cute.

"You forgot this." He said handing my bag to me.

I grabbed it from him "thank you." I said smiling even though I was sad because I knew he would never want to be with me because his friend probably told him about my intentions.

"Are you okay? You look a little upset."

Do I look lonely? I really hope not.

"Uh no I'm fine." I faked a smile.

"Okay I know what 'I'm fine' means I'm not stupid." He laughed.

I shook my head not knowing what I felt, but I decided to be honest with him and myself.

"I think your very attractive and I want to go out with you." I said just trying to get it out there so I wouldn't regret not saying it later.

"I'm a one and done like all the rest?" He asked

"I-i don't want it to be."

I can believe I just said that.

"Well then. Tomorrow at eight sound good?"

I smiled "very good."

We exchanged numbers and I could myself changing. I wanted this to work.

"What's your name?" I asked as he walked away.

He turned to look at me and smiled "Tom."

I smiled back as he walked away. I looked down and blushed as I walked home.

Is this The death of a bachelorette? Because I sure hope it is.

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