Tom Holland Imagines

Perfect//T.H.

This imagine is based off of Perfect by Ed Sheeran.

Y/H/C: your hair colour

You laughed out loud at Tom's comment, your eyes were starting to water from how much you were laughing, he had just told you a lame joke and it was too horrible it made you laugh.

Tom smiled at you, he loved your laugh and would do anything to hear it and even tho you were both just 13 he knew he felt something every time he saw you, a million butterflies exploding inside his stomach when you said his name.

You stopped laughing when you noticed his eyes on you and you couldn't help but feel insecure, "Is there something on my face or something?"

Tom blushed and shook his head, "You're fine Y/N it's just, you look beautiful when you laugh."

A wide smile made its way to your face, you had a crush on Tom even if sometimes you wanted to deny it, you had known each other since you were very little.

He adjusted his position on the floor so he was sitting closer to you; you had no idea what came over you as you brought a hand to Tom's cheek and started leaning in, you eyes fluttering close; Tom mirrored your actions and started leaning in too.

Your lips collided in a sweet and delicate kiss, it was your first kiss and you weren't sure what you were supposed to do.

That was the last time you saw him after he moved away, the last words he told you were I love you but, you weren't sure if he really meant it, it was a very strong word for you.

Two years later was when you discovered that he really meant what he told you on that day you couldn't get out of your mind.

He came back, just for you, you had been together ever since, you were now 21 years old and both of you knew you were lucky enough to find your soulmate.

It was your six year anniversary and he had something very simple yet special prepared for you, he had left a very sweet note on your nightstand and a beautiful dress sitting on the small chair next to your bed.

Good morning baby I love you so much, I have a surprise for you, be ready by 7:00. -Tom

It was almost seven and you were almost done, you wore the long white dress he had given you with a very small necklace, your Y/H/C was styled in a messy bun and you put just a small amount of makeup.

"Darling, Tom's here." Your mum said, you hadn't noticed her standing by your door.

You went downstairs and found Tom sitting on the couch of your living room talking to your father; your father was smiling brightly and you could only assume it was because of what Tom was telling him.

The talk quieted down when Tom's eyes fell on you, he stood up and you looked at him in awe, he looked very handsome; he was wearing a black button up shirt and jeans, it was a very simple outfit but it made him look incredible.

"You look breathtaking Y/N, as always." He whispered in your ear, taking your hand in his he guided you out the door and into his car.

The car ride was very loud, you two were singing every song that came in your favourite CD, he parked the car in his and Harrison's house and helped you out the car.

He carried you bridal style to the backyard, it was decorated with a lot of blankets and pillows lying under the shade of a big tree with fairy lights wrapped around the branches, you noticed many pictures hanging from the branches, both of you took off your shoes and went to where the blankets were placed.

"You did all this?" You asked, tears in your eyes, he made you feel very special.

"I got a bit of help from Harrison and Zendaya, I hope you like it love." He whispered in your ear, he was hugging you from behind.

Tom let you go and turned on the speaker that was placed over the blankets as he started singing Skinny Love, your song (Skinny Love by Bon Iver was the song I thought fit the best, however, if you prefer another song, feel free to change it).

"May I have this dance?" He asked and you nodded with a  bright smile on your face.

You took his hand in yours and intertwined your fingers together, Tom started moving slowly, he had always been the best dancer even tho both of you used to go to dance classes together.

When he spun you around your hair fell from its bun leaving it loose, "Sorry, I probably look like a mess." You whispered, you knew that your mascara had probably left stains thanks to the fact that you were crying.

"Darling, you look perfect." He whispered only loud enough for you to hear, he kissed you passionately and as you stood there, wrapped in his arms you knew that you had fallen in love over a thousand times, with the same man every time.

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I hope you guys liked it, I'm still very new to the whole imagine thing.

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-Sarah :)