Torn Apart (Tom Holland Fanfic)

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"It's been a month and a half since the actor Tom Holland has gone missing. Since his disappearance no new evidence has been found. If anyone has any information you are asked to contact police services right away."

I sigh, clicking the TV off and laying back down on the couch. Harrison was with his sister for the day and both Sam and Harry were busy doing stuff. So I was once again alone in the apartment.

It was around five pm and I was feeling a bit drowsy, so I lied down on my side and closed my eyes, slowly drifting asleep.

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"I am not calling you Mack Attack, Anthony." I sigh, rolling my eyes as Anthony and I walked to his trailer.

"Why not? I get why you can't all your brother Sexy C-Bass but you can call me Mack attack." Anthony frowns and buried his eyebrows.

I groan and shake my head. "Let it go Anthony. Just, let it go." I sigh.

Anthony shrugs and opens the door to his trailer. "You coming in for lunch?" He asks me.

I shake my head. "I'm meeting up with Chris and Robert. I'll see you on set after." I shrug and walk away.

I find Chris and Robert both sitting in their chairs, talking while eating their lunch. Robert was in his normal clothes but Chris was still in his Captain America suit.

"Hey Jackson." Chris smiles as I walk up and sit down in Sebastian's chair.

"That's not yours." Robert instantly says and I shoot him a look.

"It's my brothers. I think it's fine. Besides it's not the first time either Robert." I roll my eyes at him and all he does is make a face and go back to eating.

"Did you hear, they chose an actor for SpiderMan the other day." Chris says and throws his trash in the garbage.

"Yeah Seb was talking about it last night with Anthony. I didn't catch a name though." I say.

"It's Tom Holland." Robert cuts Chris off just as he was about to say it.

I give Robert a confused look. "Who?" I ask curiously.

"You don't know who Tom Holland is!" Robert gasps and sounds sarcastic. "Where do you get your education!"

"First off, I'm nineteen. And second off, I don't keep track of actors. I have better things to do in my life." I smirk at Robert. "But that name does sound familiar. Did he do that one movie with Hemsworth?"

Chris and Robert both nod. "Yeah the kids coming on set tomorrow." Robert says.

The next day Seb and Anthony were having lunch in the trailer again like usual. I was talking to Scarlett and Chris and Robert were behind us.

"Hey kid welcome to set." Robert chirps from behind us.

Both Scarlett and I turn around to see Robert with some kid. He looked about my age, and he was British. He has curly brown hair and he wasn't that tall. He turned around and had a smile plastered on his face. His eyes were a gorgeous brown and he was just adorable from head to toe.

"That's the kid?" Scarlett says sort of surprised but really impressed too.

I shrug my shoulders. "I guess so."

"He has to be at most your age. There's no way he's older than you." Scarlett says and turns to me.

"Robert was saying he's pretty young. He did a movie with Hemsworth about a year ago." I shrug.

Scarlett nods, then walks off to set when they call her down. I sigh and I was going to turn around to walk to Sebs trailer when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see the kid standing in front of me with a smile on his face.

"Hey, I'm Tom Holland." He smiles and holds out his hand.

I take his hand and shake it. "Jackson Stan." I smile in reply.

"Like, Sebastian Stans sister?" Tom says and his eyes slowly widen.

"Exactly like that." I laugh and he just nods his head.

"LOOK AT THAT, JACKSONS IN LOVE!" Someone screams so loud I swear everyone could hear it.

I look past Tom to see Robert and Chris laughing so hard, I swear they were nothing going to fall down and collapse with laughter.

"What!?" Someone says angrily from behind me. I turn around to see a red faced Seb. "Don't do it Jackson. Because someday you become the victim! I don't want you gone too."

I was going to say something but I stopped.

Wait a minute.

This never happened.

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I bolt up on the couch, breathing heavily. I slowly start to look around to see Harrison was home, because his shoes were at the door and his coat was hung up.

"Haz? Are you home?" I shout, hoping he would come from the extra room he's been staying at.

He comes trudging out, in his pyjamas rubbing his eyes. "I was just falling asleep Jackson, are you okay?" He yawns, and he hadn't seen the sense of panic on my face.

"Um, I don't know." I mutter and he comes walking over to the couch.

"Woah, what happened? Are you okay." 
Harrison was more awake now and was crouching beside the couch.

I stutter for a minute before getting some words out. "Well, I had a dream that was a memory. Like I was replaying it. But then I started to realize that lots of that stuff never happened."

Harrison looks a bit confused at first. "What was it about?" He asks.

"The day I met Tom. But I didn't have lunch with Chris or Robert before. I was with Seb in his trailer. And the day I met Tom, Seb didn't come out yelling and upset. He ended up laughing as well. He told me 'don't do it Jackson. Because some day you'll become the victim. I don't want you gone too.'"

Harrison looks down for a moment, thinking about something. He sighs and stands up. "Wait Jackson, what's on your arm?" He says and his eyes widen.

"What do you mean?" I ask, looking at my right forearm. Nothing, so I went to my left one to see a strip of duck tape on it. "What the hell?"

There was writing on it, and it looked exactly like Toms. I knew it was Toms. It said please forgive me.

"That's Toms writing." Harrison says and I make room for him to sit down on the couch. "Why would that be on your arm?"

"I don't know. But I have an idea on what it means." Harrison looks at me and I sigh, biting my lip and closing my eyes. "It means this person is now hurting him. Because Tom wouldn't do this by himself."