Tom Holland Imagines

Short Imagine-Tattoo//T.H.

You saw your new tattoo and sighed, tears pooling in your eyes as you passed your hand over it, the numbers 18062010 were written on your skin neatly, a few other tattoos were placed around your body, all of them held a heartbreaking story behind them.

The first one appeared when you were just 14, it was your tattoo, a small mockingbird standing on the branch of a cherry blossom tree.

Every time a person fell in love a new tattoo would appear, it belonged to the person they fell in love with, however, if you went through a heartbreak another tattoo would appear but it was just a date, the day you met that person.

"Everything will be okay, please don't cry." Your best friend Tom assured you, he didn't have many tattoos, only 3, he was very closed up with his emotions and it was weird for him to fall deeply in love with someone.

You were sitting on your bed, Tom was sitting by your side with a sad expression on his face, it was hard for Tom to see you like that.

His tattoo appeared on your body the day you met him, almost as if it had been love at first sight, it was placed in your ankle, you never told him about it because you knew he liked someone else.

He was also oblivious to the fact that the new tattoo adorning your skin was there because of him, you found out that he had gotten together with his co-worker Zendaya and that made you regret not telling him about the way you felt.

"You're right, they will now you can go with Zendaya, she needs you more than I do." You snapped, it wasn't Tom's fault and you knew that.

"What do you mean darling?" He asked confused, his soft smile calmed you as you tried to explain to him.

You showed him your ankle and sighed, he gasped when he saw his tattoo, Tom knew it could only mean one thing, you were in love with him.

"Y-you fell in love with me?" He asked you, a gobsmacked expression on his face, you just nodded, your eyes pooling with tears once again.

He pulled you into his chest and wrapped his arms around you as you cried into his shoulder; from all the was you had imagined telling him, this was probably the worst one you could've thought of but it was your very last option.

"No, love, Y/N stop crying, you're not the only one keeping a secret, I should've told you sooner but when you started dating  I-I didn't know what to do." You felt a sting of guilt as you saw him in the the eye.

He shifted a bit so his back was facing you; you didn't know how you hadn't noticed it before, your tattoo was on his neck and a little below it the same date you had... 18062010.

"You broke me too Y/N."

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Hey!

So I'm not sick anymore yay!

I'm supposed to be studying for my Spanish test but I can't seem to concentrate so I just decided to write this :)

-Sarah xx