Tom Holland Imagines

What Is Love? // Tom Holland

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"Y/n! Tom! Look over here!"

"How is it like being the new 'it' couple?!"

"You guys look so good together!"

"Are you two happy that you both will get to work with each other in this new film?!"

"You are so lucky Y/n!" 

I wiped off the make up that was on my face with a make up remover wipe and then started to remove my earrings while watching myself in the mirror. I was so over tonight, all I wanted to do was go to bed.

"Ok well I'm going out with Harrison and Harry." Tom said as he came out of the bathroom, still in his tux.

"You're not staying?" I asked him, turning around to look at him better. Gosh is he gorgeous.

"Not tonight love, I'll come home later ok?"

I gave him a nod and Tom came over, giving me a kiss on the forehead. I hope he comes home soon so he can get some rest because tomorrow we have a shoot for our up coming movie.

I was the lead and he is my co-star/boyfriend. I am playing a young girl who loves to do ballet but also loves to paints. My character comes across this young guy (played by Tom) who wants to be a doctor and thinks my dreams are full of shit until he sees me dance and paint, which makes him fall in love with my character, it's a beautiful movie.

I stepped into the shower letting the warm water hit my body and I let out a big sigh, enjoying the droplets warm me up. I felt lonely, Tom being Spider-Man and his fans shipping him with Zendaya and now him being in my movie, it feels like fame has taken over my baby boy.

He prefers to spend time with Harrison (which I don't mind!) at the clubs (that I do mind) and whenever he is with me, he always takes me out to where paparazzis will be at or at parties, which really sucks.

I washed my body really well since I was covered up in glamour and then stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my body and hair. I walked over to my closet and started to moisturize my body and then changed into a nighttime lingerie set. It was a black lacy bralette with matching underwear. I wrapped a pink with black lace robe around my body and made my way towards the piano we had in a spear room because I always enjoyed watching and listening to Sam play.

I sat down on the bench and slowly started to play the keys to What Is Love? By Lea Michele. I hummed the lyrics at first and then softly started to sing them. It hurt knowing I was relating to this song at this very moment.

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"Baby we're gonna be late!" Tom huffed.

I walked into the kitchen and furrowed my eyebrows. This dude came back home around 2 am in the morning and he's telling me we're gonna be late. Wow.

"Well I'm sorry but who was the one that came home late last night?" I questioned, grabbing an apple and water. I also grabbed my car keys and my bag, ready to walk out the door.

"Let's just go!" Tom groaned, holding the front door open for me.

I walked past by him and rolled my eyes, taking a bite of my apple. I don't even want to know what happened last night.

"Tom! Y/n! You both are here on time great! Stella and Marcus will get you guys set."

I looked at the stylist and make up artist and I gave them both a smile, shaking their hands.

"Hi nice to meet you." I said.

They both grinned at me and Stella squealed slightly, "hi!.. can we get a pic with you guys?"

I looked at Tom and he smirked.

"Of course!"

I blinked a few times and then shook my head, "I don't feel gorgeous at the moment but once you get me dolled up I will take as many pics with you ok?"

They both smiled at me and I grabbed their phones, taking pics of them so they can post on their social media's later.

I handed them their phones and then let Stella lead the way to get us ready.

"So Y/n you're the lead right?"

I looked at Stella and nodded.

"Ok! So I'm gonna give you a dramatic look since you are a ballerina and painter so the vision is expect to look powerful yet beautiful. In some shots I will change your make up to a more natural look so it isn't all to dramatic ok?"

"Yup!"

Once we got ready I was asked to take a few pictures all by myself, but as I was taking pictures I saw Tom taking pics himself with other people in the photo shoot, not paying attention to me.

"Y/n! Look happy!"

I blinked away my thoughts and then pulled off my show face. No matter what I'm doing or what I'm feeling, lately I have been pulling off my show face. It sucks.

"Tom get next to her, hold her close and look at her and act like you're gonna kiss her neck."

I slightly made a disgusted face but let Tom pull me close to do the pose. As we started posing, Tom kissed my ear and smiled.

"This movie is gonna be huge darling."

I took a deep breath and slightly smiled.

"What is love?" I mumbled, looking at the camera. Tom furrowed his eyebrows.

"What?"

I took another deep breath and sighed, "I want to break up.."

Tom stopped smiling and I faked a smile, waving a hand at the photographer.

"I need a moment please? I feel like my make up is starting to feel a bit icky and I want it to look perfect for the pictures."

"Yes of course! Go fix her up Stella."

I walked away from Tom and looked back at him who was already looking at me. The photographer took pictures of him and I let a tear fall, fame does look good on him.