✔️ Tom Holland Imagines

New Text Message

Summary: You and Peter don't really get along irl... but texting? Well that's a different story ;)

Requested: Yes

Word Count: 1.9k

Warning(s)?: Minor swearing, complete fluff

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New Text Message

With one last groan you shut the door to your locker, your contents back where they belong. You were grateful school was over for the day, it may only be Monday but you always found Monday's to be the slowest days. You shot a smile to your friend down the hall before turning around to begin walking out the school doors. You popped in ear phone in your ear and played

"Hey watch it!" You shouted once you felt someone bump into you. You remove the ear piece from your ear and turn around to face the stranger with an angry expression.

"You should really watch out for your surroundings Parker" You spoke up once you realised it was Peter. Unfortunately that annoying kid that seemed to be in most of your classes. You rolled your eye at the boy once you heard no response, seeing the shock written across his face.

You heard a familiar beep from your phone. You quickly reached a hand into your pocket and pulled out your phone, reading the message that had came through.

"Friggin connection" You muttered out as you turned around and began to walk away again. You always got crappy reception at school for some reason so receiving messages were always delayed. You continued walking down the path, taking the corner to walk towards home.

A smile followed by a faint blush appeared across your features. You wiped the edge of your sweater across your face, smiling to yourself like an idiot. You began to type back a reply, your heart racing through your fingertips.

You waited anxiously for a reply. In the mean time you popped your phone back into your jacket pocket, beginning to nod your head to the song as it continued to play through your ear phones. You even had a little skip in your step.

Texting him had always made your day.

It was weird really... The way he seemed to make your smile without even trying. You wish you had some sort of clue to who he was but decided not to bother finding out. You got a random text one night from an unknown number, one specifically asking for web-shooters. You laughed at your phone by typing back a response. The guy on the other need quickly found out he had the wrong number and apologised profusely.

Wait... web shooters? ~Y/N

Yeah. ~Unknown

Kinky ~Y/N

With that last message you laugh to yourself and so does he. From that night on you guys continued to message each other... every night, without fail. It started off first with just casual greetings, asking each other how their day went. It wasn't until one night, roughly around 12:23am when you guys began to have a deep conversation was when you really began to connect with him.

Through the days that had turned to weeks, then slowly turn to months you guys had found out more and more about each other. You have always wondered upon who this mysterious guy was but decided not to worry, you had a good thing going why ruin it?

He thought very differently. wanting to know you so badly it had him hooked. It was weird... he felt almost drawn to you through his phone. He hadn't even met you for crying out loud. How did he know you weren't a 40 year old man?