Tom Holland Imagines

Stood Up (Peter P.)

Y/N's pov

I've been waiting at this restaurant for an hour now and he stood me up. I should have never agreed. He is the player, why did I think he'd actually come.

I finished my second milkshake now, and I've been getting worried looks from people. "Do you need another one?" A waitress said coming up to me. "No thanks, I'm okay." I smiled. "Alright, if you say so." She said sending an apologetic look.

"Hey, I am so sorry I'm late. Traffic's bad, as always," Someone said while sitting on the chair in front of me. Well, at least he's cute. I gave them a questioning look. "I'm Peter by the way." "I'm Y/N." "Let's order our food then, shall we?"

This Peter guy and I seemed to learn a lot about each other, and I am so happy he came to save me from embarrassment.

Once we left the restaurant, we went on a walk. I had one thing on my mind. "Why did you do that back there?" I asked. "Do what?" He asked. "Pretend to be my date." "Oh. I couldn't leave a beautiful girl sitting in a table waiting for someone who definitely wasn't gonna come." While we were walking, we traded numbers.

We reached my car, sad that this day had to end. "I guess this is it." He said. "I guess so." I replied. "I had a great day, I hope I'll see you next time." "I did too. Bye, Peter." I said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

~ 7 years later ~

I just got engaged to the love of my life in the same place we met. "Hey, Y/N?" He asked. "Yea Peter?" I asked. "Do you think we should invite that guy who stood you up? I mean, he is the reason we met." "Oh, Peter." "Maybe a gift basket at his door?"