HufflepuffHolland's Writing Collection

New Girl (Part 1 & 2) // Tom Holland

By Hufflepuffholland on Tumblr

Summary: New Girl! AU

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 2600

(*Note from me, Hunkyholland: I combined this story's chapters by two's since there are so many. Hopefully this makes it less bulky!)

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"Okay, fourth floor." I folded the small slip of paper and put it into my back pocket, pressing the four when I stepped into the elevator. I wonder what these girls were like – the place seemed clean, they seemed like they were my age. Of course, their age was listed, but it also didn't sound like they were lying or that there was a possibility that they were predators. I hadn't even thought of that – I subconsciously rubbed my hands against my jeans, not noticing them become sweaty.

I almost missed my stop, the elevator doors almost closing after being left open in my daze. I saw the red printed four on top of the door, I took a deep breath before stepping out. I looked to my left and saw 4C, then looked to my right – 4D. The doors behind me closed while I prepped myself, breathing in and out slowly as I made my way to apartment 4D.

I raised my fist and knocked once, cursing under my breath as I realized how lightly it sounded, sounding more like a toddler's tap. I straightened my posture and cleared my throat, raising my fist more confidently as I knocked loudly three times. You're fine. You're fine. They're just girls. They're just three other girls your age-.

"Hello?" My thoughts were cut off by a deep, foreign accent. I looked up to see a blonde boy standing in front of me, his blue eyes showing confusion as he scanned my appearance. "Can I help you?"

"Uh," I glanced at the number on the door again: 4D. "Is this the apartment that posted about a new roommate?" Before blue-eyes could answer, another head appeared next to him.

"New roommate? New woman roommate? Yes, hello. This is the apartment with the ad. I'm Jacob. This handsome young fellow is Harrison. Come in, come in." I smiled slightly, relieved that seemed to be close to my age – and they seemed normal... enough.

"Do you live here?" I looked around the loft while waiting for the answer.

"Yes," Jacob responded. "Along with Harrison here," he clapped him on the back, "and Tom. Tom? TOM!" I heard footsteps coming from the left side of the loft. I looked up and saw a mop of brown and hair and the warmest of brown eyes I'd ever seen.

"What?" Tom looked up from the newspaper, stumbling slightly as he walked. "Oh, uh, hi. Hello." I took note of his accent – matching the one Harrison had. "Who's this? Who are you?"

"Oh, right! What's your name?" All three heads turned to look at me. I realized I had been invited in without having been asked anything. I couldn't fight the heat building up in my cheeks.

"Right, uh, I'm (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N). I'm twenty and I'm here answering your ad." I slipped my hand into my back pocket and pulled out the small flyer I found outside of a restroom in a Starbucks. I showed them it and watched as they nodded. "I'm desperate – I, uh, just got out of a relationship with my boyfriend and need to move out. You know, like, immediately."

"Single? Single woman?" I nodded while trying to stifle my laugh as Jacob excitedly bounced on his feet.

"Why would you answer an ad to live with guys when you just got out of a relationship?" I looked at Harrison and smiled shyly.

"It's just – and don't take this personally," I cleared my throat slightly, "it's just, I thought you were women."

"Women?!" They all said in unison. I nodded, confused. "Why would you think that?" I looked at Tom when I heard him speak up.