Tom Holland Imagines

The Brothers Trust (2)

*3 months later*
You arrived at your apartment and immediately flopped on your couch. You were so tired from a long day at work.
"Y/n! Y/n!" You hear your friend yell as she ran into the room, startling you.
"Uuuuhhhhhhh What do you want" you groaned
"Tom!"
"Tom?"
"Holland! Tom Holland!"
"Yeah, what about him?"
"Look!"
She jumped on the couch next to you and opened up her laptop.
A video, an interview you were guessing, was playing on the screen.
You were watching as the interviewer was asking him questions.
Interviewer: So Tom, tell us about meeting your fans at your charity event
Tom: Well the Brothers Trust, we met very many amazing and supportive fans. They all made generous donations and we had a very fun time.
He hesitated for a second.
Tom: But there was this one girl. Very beautiful, she had (your hair color) hair and very beautiful (your eye color) eyes.
She was so sweet and ever since then I couldn't get her out of my mind.
Interviewer: Hm? Maybe a lucky lady? Do you know her name?
Tom: yes, but- I don't want to say names. Leave her a mystery, for now.
Your friend closes the laptop and looked at you.
"DUDE!! HE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU!!"
"Nah, I don't think so" you said shaking your head.
But in your mind, you thought, maybe it was you?
You replayed the video watching what he was saying. You really didn't believe if it was you or not.
"Melissa, I think you're being delirious. There were so many people there, I really don't think it was me" you said closing the laptop and getting up.
You went to your room and started scrolling through Instagram on your Tom fan account.
All of these people were posting toms interview with captions reading:
"OMG!! Does anyone know who he's talking about???"
You shook your head, ignoring the fact that it could be you.
You decided to post with a similar caption:
"Y'all some people are saying they think he's talking about me, but I honestly don't believe so. There were so many people at the Brothers Trust it could be anybody"
You finally hit post and turned your phone off.
You took a shower, and went to sleep that night with the thought still in your head:
Was he talking about me?