Every Moment ── TOM HOLLAND²

55. "mary jane"

"Hey, remember when we stared dating and I said I'm like Mary Jane? Well, I'd like to retract my statement, because she fell in love with Spider-Man not Peter Parker, and that shits just messed up, you know? Can I be Liz Allen? I love Liz, and Laura. And why are you grinning at me? This is serious."

Liz listened to Luna's advice. The following morning the girl drove herself to her girlfriend's house and spilled her heart to the girl, which provided a good explanation of the series of caps lock texts Luna received from Zendaya. It was a stream of spammed letters, then a final text declaring her love for Liz before the texts ended all together. Though Luna's morning was already good, being woken up by her puppy plopping himself on her chest, the texts brightened her morning all that much.

As for Mia, she and Harrison took on the task of furniture shopping. She glared at Luna before she could make a comment about how domestic the act was, but that didn't hide the blush that settled on her cheeks. Not everybody could see it, but Mia was slowly returning to the innocent girl she was before she was struck with the tragedy of Anthony. Her smile met her eyes once more, and she wasn't taking things as seriously as she once did; she was becoming the Mia she wanted to be. Liz and Luna noticed immediately of course, and shockingly enough, so did Harrison. He didn't make any advances in fear of pushing her a step backwards, though he didn't need to, seeing as now Mia was making the advances. Wether it was a sneaky compliment, or a wink after a suggestive sentence, Mia was making it known that she was almost ready to go back to what they were.

And Luna and Tom? They were doing their usual. Lying on the couch with music playing in the background, being as lazy as they could possibly be. Luna was fully recovered from her cold, giving her an excuse to kiss her boyfriend whenever she got the chance in an attempt to make up for lost time, not that he was complaining. They facetimed his parents earlier that day, informing them that they bought a house, to which they yelled at him because they found out from instagram before him. Luna was laughing as Dom began scolding his son, Tom turning a brighter shade of red each time he was called movie star.

Now, Tom was grinning up at his girlfriend as she put a stop to her rambling, pouting her lips. "Why are you grinning?" She repeated, poking at his cheek. "I'm being so serious! I can't wait for Daya to be the better MJ."

"I know you're serious," He snickered. "That's why I'm smiling."

Luna stared at him for a moment before reaching forward, and flicking him on the nose. He scrunched it up immediately, giving Luna the opportunity to roll off of him and onto the floor. Rocket immediately woke up, jumping off the couch and to Luna. Luna picked him up, placing the puppy on her lap. "We should show Rocket the house," Luna mumbled, Rocket lifting his head at his name. "He'd like it."

Tom thought for a moment, he did have the keys already. They went back to sign papers the next day immediately, so technically, the house was already theirs. It was just empty as of now, the couple still trying to figure out how they wanted to furnish the house, or more accurately stated, Luna was trying to figure out how she wanted to furnish their house, while Tom mumbled okays. There was too many factors that came into play, like how their guest rooms would look, or where Rocket would be sleeping, or how to coordinate the outdoor furniture with the pool tiles. At this rate, they weren't moving in for another month or so, but at least they knew it was going to happen.

"We can take him," Tom replied.

20 minutes later, they were standing in the center of their empty living room, Rocket sliding across the floor as he ran around. "I think he likes it," Luna giggled, plopping herself on the floor. She looked around the empty living room, before squinting at the corner. "A plant is going there," She mumbled, pulling her phone out of her pocket to add it to the list.

Tom rolled his eyes at the girl, nudging her with his foot. "Our six month anniversary is soon," He sing-songed, a smile playing on his lips.

"I'm surprising you," She spoke before he got the chance, looking up from her phone. Tom opened his mouth to protest but she shook her head. "Don't even try it. There's two people in this relationship, it can't always be you trying to surprise me. This isn't the 1900s where the male is meant to shower the woman in gifts, it's 2018, therefore I'm showering you. Got it?"

Tom held his hands up in mock surrender, lips tugged up into a smirk. "Got it." Luna dropped her serious facade, flashing a cheesy smile to the boy. "You hungry? Want me to pick up some food and you stay here with Rocket?"

"I love you," Luna cooed, blowing a kiss to the boy, who rolled his eyes.

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He wished he brought Luna.

He googled the closest Chipotle and went there. Nothing could possibly go wrong at Chipotle right? It was the home of burritos and overly pricey guacamole.

Tom was done paying and out the door in under 15 minutes, but as soon as he stepped outside, he really wanted to be with Luna again. He knew things would have gone differently if she was there, maybe it wouldn't have even happened if she was there.

"Oh my- Wow. Tom Holland." Tom looked up from his phone, expecting to see a fan and maybe take a picture before going on his way. If only. "Nice to finally meet you man."

Tom stared at his hand for a moment, before reaching out and shaking his hand. In the words of Mia, the best way to bother a person who doesn't like you is to be polite. "Nice to meet you... Daniel, right?" The situation was so painfully awkward, and both boys could sense it.

Daniel scratched the back of his neck, what Tom presumed to be a nervous smile spreading on his lips. "Yeah, uh, since you're here, I'd like to apologize for my douchebagery a couple months back." Tom blinked, unsure of what to say. "I was in a bad place in my life, and I'm sure you know Luna is possibly the best person to be surrounded by, so I was jealous. I'm over it now though, and I uh, heard the news about your house, so congrats!"

When Tom pictured meeting Daniel Georgeson, he expected it to be at a red carpet where glares would be shared, and possibly a protective hand hold on Luna's behalf. Or even worse, he thought it'd be an argument that'd result in a slightly tarnished public image. Instead, it was two awkward boys speaking uncomfortably in front of a Chipotle.

"Oh, um, thanks," Tom mumbled, his eyes darting back to his phone that lit up with notifications. "I appreciate that.."

Daniel smiled slightly, gesturing to Tom's phone. "Might wanna get back to her."

He wasn't sure if he was meant to force a chuckle, or be defensive, so he just nodded. The two boys did an awkward head nod before parting ways, the words what the fuck repeating in Tom's head.