Torn Apart (Tom Holland Fanfic)

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"Are we staying in for New Year's Eve Tom?" I shout from the couch to Tom who's making something in the kitchen.

"Yeah we can have our own little party I guess." He chuckles from the kitchen and comes walking out with two plates. He sits a down across from me and hands me one.

"Damn, I didn't know you could cook." I smirk, and take a bite of the sandwich he made. I slightly die inside since it was so good. "This is amazing."

Tom smiles and blushes a bit, taking a bite of his too. "Thanks. Sam showed me how to make it."

I laugh and place my plate down, and crawl over to Tom and snuggle under his arms. He kisses the top of my head and wraps his arms around me. "We should just watch movies till we fall asleep." I say and lean against his chest.

"That's fine with me." Tom says and looks down at me. "Shall we watch the Captain America trilogy."

My eyes light up like a kids and I nod eagerly. "Yes!" I say and that makes Tom laugh.

He gets up and put The First Avenger in the DVD player. Tom comes back and sits down and grabs a blanket off the back of the couch. He wraps me in it and holds me close as we watch Captain America.

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"Happy New Years Jackson." Tom whispers in my ear as I dozed off about an hour ago.

I look up and smile back at him. "Happy New Years." I whisper back at Tom. He leans forwards
and plants a soft kiss on my lips.

"You ready for bed?" He asks and clicks the TV off. I nod slowly and he picks me up, carrying me to the bed.

I laugh like a little kid as he plops me on the bed. Tom changes into his pyjamas and climbs into bed next to me. I already dozing off but I turn around so I'm facing Tom.

He brushes some of my hair from my face and smiles gently at me. "I love you Jackson." He says quietly and I smile.

"I love you too Tom." I say and snuggle my face into his chest. He wraps his arms around me and we slowly drift off to sleep.

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I hear ringing in the background but it makes my head throb. I try to open my eyes but it's too painful. Everything on my body hurts. The ringing continues and I find my phone beside my bed without opening my eyes.

"Hello." I say in a voice that's very unrecognizable. It hurt every part of my body.

"Jackson? Is that you?" I think it's Harrison talking from the other line but it hurt my head too much to process what was going on.

"Y-yeah." I say that barely comes out in a whisper. "It's me. C-can you come o-over like now?" I say and start coughing and fall to the ground.

"Yeah I'm on my way. Are you okay?" He asks getting really concerned.

"Just g-get over here." And with that I think I loose consciousness for a bit. I start to come back when I hear someone walk in the room.

"Oh my god..." I can hear Harrison say when he walks into the bedroom. "What happened?" He leans down and I can faintly see him but my vision is really blurry.

"W-what do you mean?" I ask really confused. I think the expression on Harrison face changes to panic.

"Where's Tom?" He ask, standing up and looking around. "Tom? Tom?" He shouts, looking for him.

My vision slowly comes back into focus but my head throbs even more. "Harrison...c-call an ambulance." And I collapse to the ground, with the world going blank.

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When I wake up this time my head isn't hurting as much and I can hear better. My eyes slowly blink open and I see a white roof. I look to my right to see a bunch of doctors standing just outside my door. Am I in a hospital?

"Oh thank god your awake." Someone says and marches in through the door. It was Harrison and he looked like he's been crying.

I hurry my eyebrows in confusion. "What happened? Why am I hear?" I ask really confused and worried. "Where's Tom?" I ask.

Harrison glances down and I can see more tears build in his eyes. "Jackson, on New Years Eve, do you remember anything?"

"Um, Tom and I watched some films then went to bed after midnight. Why?" I ask again. Harrison doesn't answer he just looks away and avoids my eye contact. "Harrison, Where is Tom." I ask now in a more stern voice.

"We don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know!?" I ask and tears full my eyes.

"He's gone Jackson. On New Year's Eve after you two went to bed, someone snuck into your apartment. They drugged you, and you were out for days. Tons been missing. The public doesn't know yet but he's gone. There was a struggle and your room was trashed. We don't know what happened."

My mouth hangs open in total shock. I lean back on the hospital bed and tears stream down my cheeks. I shake my head, denying that this is happening even though it is.

"I'm dreaming right? This is a dream." I say to myself, trying to reassure myself even though I have doubt.

Harrison shakes his head and sniffs. "I'm sorry Jackson, but it's not. I called Sebastian. He'll be here tonight."

That's when it breaks and I start crying. Not just a few tears like full on sobs. I can't control it it stop it. Every part of me hurts. I just keep crying until I can't cry any more. All my tears dry up and I'm just a mess. I see Harry and Sam walk in, and I can tell they were both crying as well.

"Hey Jackson." Sam says and takes my hand. "How are you feeling?" He asks calmly and takes a seat.

"It hurts. Everything hurts." I mumble and keep looking up at the roof, not really knowing what to say. "How did this happen?" I croak.

"I don't know." Harry says from my other side. "The cops won't release this to the public until we are all ready. If there's nothing by the end of the week then they will release it. But we have no leads or anything."

I shake my head. "So they're saying Tom was kidnapped. A crazy ass fan found out our address and kidnapped him."

Sam glances at Harry and shakes his head in disappointment. "I'm afraid so."

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(3rd Person)

Tom was out for days. He didn't remember anything when he woke up in a dark, muddy room. His head hurt but he managed to get up.

"Sit down." A voice said from across the room. Tom looked up and saw a figure in a hoodie with a mask on. They sounded like a girl.

"W-what is this?" He quivers and takes a step back, getting really worried.

"Sit the fuck down." The person says, walks up to Tom and kicks his knees, making him buckle down. "Your not going anywhere, ever again. Your mine, Thomas Stanley Holland."

A/N: oh snap. This story is gonna get interesting :))