Tom Holland Imagines

Hit & Run // Tom Holland

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"Good morning beautiful." I heard someone say. They kissed my shoulder and rubbed my arm, making me groan and lean my face into the pillow underneath me.

"What is it Tom?" I muffled into the pillow.

"It's morning, it's time to wake up."

I groaned again and sat up quickly, looking for my clothes, "I need to go home."

Tom chuckled, "why?"

"I need to get ready and you have an interview."

Tom nodded his head and ran his fingers through his hair, "right." He watched me as I dressed myself and watched me get my car keys. I turned around to look at him and give a smile.

"I'll meet you there ok?"

Tom gave me another nod and I walked out, my smile instantly leaving my face. I walked out of his apartment and into my car, speeding off to my apartment. When I got there I quickly got out of my car and made my way into my home, sighing in relief and comfort I got. I quickly took a shower and when I got out of the steamy room, I walked towards my closet and started to find something for me to wear. I pulled out a dark red long sleeve shirt with black leggings and and some heeled knee boots. I did my usual routine that I do when I get out of the shower and then blow dried my hair, making it curled at the ends. I quickly changed; brushed my teeth, did minimal of make up and got my black cardigan, making my way to my car again. When I got in the car I called Haz and asked him if he was on his way to the interview.

"Yeah we are!" He yelled.

I chuckled, "alright thanks babe see you later."

"Bye!"

I hanged up the phone and drove to the interview, slightly preparing to see Tom. Here's the thing, Tom and I sleep together and occasionally have fun without his penis touching my vagina. But lately... actually for a while Tom has been acting as if we are dating, always wanting to hold my hand, always wanting to kiss me in front of friends, always wanting to be with me, calling me names, just things we normally didn't do and I don't know how I feel about that.

I parked my car next to Tom's and got out, taking my sweet-ass time since I don't really want to see him at all. I walked into the building and was immediately greeted by the one and only Tom. He gave me a huge hug and leaned in for a kiss before I slightly turned my head, making him kiss the corner of my mouth. Tom brushed it off by chuckling and gave me another kiss on the cheek, grabbing my hand, intertwining our fingers. He walked me to his station where he was hanging out with Haz and I waved at him, pulling my hand away from his slowly.

"Ok you can hang here with Haz while I do my interview ok?"

I gave Tom a nod and he grinned, leaning in to give me another kiss on the cheek. I chuckled nervously and sat down next to Harrison, sighing in slight relief when Tom walked away.

"He seems to be friendly? Is he doing that with all his friends because he hasn't kissed me."

I slightly glared at Haz and playful pushed him, "shut it Osterfield."

He grinned and the interviewer with Tom began, making us turn our attention to the small screen in front of us.

"Hello Tom how are you?" The interviewer asked, giving Tom a huge smile.

Tom nodded his head and smiled, "I'm great how are you?"

"Good good, I'm good!"

They shared a little laugh but the Interviewer stopped and sat up straight still with a smile on her face, "I couldn't help but notice you brought a girl here."

My eyes widened.

"Uh yeah.."

"Who is she?"

Tom grinned and slightly blushed, "my girlfriend."

"Fucking shit!" I hissed. Haz looked at me and started to laugh.

"Is that why he hasn't kissed me? I thought he was giving kissing to his friends, I didn't know he had a girlfriend!"

I glared, "that's because he doesn't."

Harrison shook his head and continued laughing, probably thinking it was ok to laugh because Tom was just "messing" with me. We continued watching Tom talk to the interviewer and once he was done. He made his way towards me and I made my way towards him, grabbing his hand and dragging him to a place no one was around.

"Thomas what the hell was that?" I half whispered and half yelled. Tom looked baffled.

"Was what?"

"Telling the interviewer I'm your girlfriend?"

Tom chuckled, "that's because you are?"

I shook my head, "no, no I'm not I'm just your fuck buddy Tom, nothing else."

"Awe darling you don't mean that."

I took a step back, "yes I do Tom!"

Tom stared at me for a bit before shaking his head and grabbing my hands, "but I love you."

I pulled my hands away from him, "no don't tell me those words, I'm to young to be in a relationship! I love going out and bringing someone back to my home so I can fuck them not fall in love. I love spending time by myself, I love knowing I sleep well without worrying if my boyfriend is cheating on me, I like being alone at the moment Tom." I pointed at him, "and you knew that so I don't know why you're acting like this, you knew I was a bit trouble and this is my style."

Tom frowned, "but Y/n.. I love you."

I huffed, "well I don't Tom! I love you but not like that! Don't call me your girlfriend because first you didn't ask me and second like I said I'm not ready!"

Tom stared at me and I huffed again, I couldn't believe he called me his girlfriend in an interview! Now whenever I step out and I'm not with Tom I'm gonna get a lot of back lash. I cupped my face and looked up at Tom who was still staring me. I shook my head and walked away, grabbing me my cardigan from the chair I was sitting at.

"Where are you going?" Haz asked, looking up from his phone.

I started to walk away, "home."