Torn Apart (Tom Holland Fanfic)

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I sat on the couch in my apartment alone. I wasn't physically alone but I felt alone, more alone than ever. Harrison was sitting beside me on the couch and Harry and Sam were sitting on two other chairs across from each other.

"This is dumb." I mumble, letting my head lean against my hand. "Who would do a thing like this?"

"I don't know." Harry sniffs and shifts in his seat.

There was a knock on the door and I glanced at out, but I ignored it. The guys all exchanged glances and Harrison finally got to go answer it. I just kept staring at the wall and wasn't really listening when whoever was at the door was let in.

"Jackson?" They say quietly, which makes me look up to see Seb standing there, looking upset as I was.

He sits down directly beside me and pulls me into a hug. "It hurts." I say quietly and Seb nods.

"I know it does." He says quietly and we all stay silent for a bit. I would say about five minutes later we all start to talk again. "So, the public doesn't know yet. Who all does?" Seb asks.

"Toms family. My mum and sisters. Kevin on set and you." Harrison says. I glance up at him and he smiles warmly, because he just mentioned me in Toms family.

"The police are looking at any security cameras in the area but they have nothing, which is weird." I say and shift upwards. "They also drugged me so I wouldn't wake up."

Seb shakes his head and sighs. "Sam said that your bedroom was trashed. Was anything missing?"

That makes my ears perk up and I stand up. This also makes the guys curios and Harrison stands up, following me to the bedroom. Harry helped me clean it this morning so I never really noticed if stuff was missing.

"Tom had a draw at his side of the bed." I say and crouch down. "If a normal person looked at it, you would just see normal weird stuff. But if you and I look and I looked at it, you would see everything that's important to Tom."

I open the drawer and gasp when I see it. "What the hell?" Harrison says and Sam runs into the room.

"What? What's wrong?" Sam asks really concerned and he comes over. "Is that Tom's drawer?" He asks.

I nod and stand up. "Yeah. Almost everything is gone from it. Except this." I pick up a file of papers and open it. "It's from Chaos Walking."

"Did Tom even have stuff from Chaos walking?" Sam asks confused and Harrison looks at him.

"Besides that sweater, no he had nothing. He never kept the scrip or anything, set had it." Harrison says and I hand him the file.

He opens it and every page he turns his eyes get wider and he covers his mouth. "What?" I say and stand beside him.

Harrison turns a bit so I can get a better view of all the papers. These weren't something Tom would have had on set, someone put this here.

They were photos of Tom on set. From his Instagram feed and some from very suspicious distances. There were notes and papers of writing that I glanced at, but it was all to creepy for me.

"This is messed up." I say and shake my head, turning away. "Is this person purposely leaving files of them stalking Tom?"

Harrison and Sam don't say anything, they just exchange looks and shake their heads. "What exactly did Tom have in that drawer?" Sam asked.

"His necklace with that ring, his wallet, phone, some photos from the set of Infinity Wars, Civil War and Spider-Man. A book, and a notepad with a bunch of writing. That's all I knew." I shrug.

Harrison and Sam think for a moment. "So this person, they had to know that everything in that drawer meant something to him." Sam says. "But the only thing everyone really knew was special to him was that keychain with the ring."

"Yeah and no one knows what it really is." I say, crossing my arms. "If the room was trashed that meant that thy were looking for something, probably those thing."

"Do you have somewhere you keep all your stuff?" Sam asks, which makes me think. I push past him and go to the closet and open a drawer of clothes I never wear.

"I have a small box of thins I keep in here because-" I feel around and I can't find it. "Shit."

"It's gone isn't it." Harrison asks from the foot of the closet and I groan and lean my head against my dresser.

"It had a mini photo album Seb got me when I turned eighteen. My two journals. One from when I was a kid and one that I was still writing in. And some personal stuff Tom got me." I frown and walk out of the closet and sit on the foot of the bed.

"What do we do with these files?" Sam asks and hands them to me. I just place them on my lap and groan.

"I don't know." I mumble and glance out of the room. "Harry was on set so we can see if he knows anything." I say.

I stand up and we all head back out to the living room. Harry and Seb were casually having a conversation and it faded away when they saw me come out with that file.

"What is that?" Harry asked when I walked over to his chair and frowned.

"It's s file from Chaos Walking. You should probably take a look." I say very quietly and twitch my mouth.

As Harry reads it I go and sit back down next to Seb. "Is stuff missing?" He asks and looks at me.

I nod and try to avoid eye contact. "Yeah. Tom had a drawer next to his bed with personal items in it. Everything was missing and it was replaced with that weird file." I say and look over at Harry who looks as shocked as we were when we read it.

"No one knew that those stuff meant something to Tom." Harrison says, who's sitting at the foot of the couch. "The only thing people really knew meant something to him was his keychain. Everything else no one would guess."

Seb shakes his head and sighs. "This is crazy and out of hand. They got his phone, right?" Harrison and I look at each other and nod slowly, not really catching on what Seb was trying to say. "If they find a way to open it, they have access to everything on Toms phone. Text messages, his contacts, instagram, photos. They can use it all."

Harrison looks way more angry and pissed off than upset anymore. "Shit." He keeps saying over and over again. "Does anyone know what Toms Instagram password could be?"

Harry perks his head up when Harrison says that which makes everyone look over at him. "Yeah, Tom told me it a while ago. Why?"

"We need you to change it for now, so the person who has Toms phone can't get into it." I say, and Harry nods pulling his phone out. He changes it and sets his phone down again.

"And with this file, it's really creepy and not normal. This person has been planning this for at least a year. You need to show it to the cops now."

A/N: schools starting again tomorrow so updating will be a bit slower. Hope your enjoying the story so far