Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader

19

SO THIS IS WHERE THE STORY BRANCHES OFF FROM REAL LIFE EVENTS.

Y/N

I don't want to leave!" Tom whines.

"You have to go home at some point." I roll my eyes at tom acting like a child.

"But I just want to be with my girlfriend." Tom pouts.

"Are you doing this so Zendaya can keep fangirling?" I ask, pointing behind me where Zendaya was jumping up and down with excitement.

"No." Tom says.

"Then leave!" I tell him.

"I just want to spend time with my girlfriend." Tom pouts again. "Is that too much to ask?"

"Yes." I nod. Tom rolls his eyes at my word.

"Why are you so mean to me?" Ton asks, poking me in the side.

"Tough love." I shrug.

"Can I talk to you?" Tom asks.

"Why?" I groan. He better not be stalling more.

"Please. It's important." Tom begs.

"Fine." I sigh. Ton grabs my hand and drags me out of the living room and into the bathroom. He lacks the door and stares at me.

"Have you picked a school yet?" Tom asks.

"Uh.... Yeah?" I say, although it was more like a question.

"Where did you choose?" Tom asks.

"The one in Leeds." I tell him.

"Fuck. Did you tell them yet?" He asks.

"No, why?" I question.

"I'm moving into my own flat in London. I thought you could maybe come live with me and go to school." Tom becomes shy.

"Oh." Is all I muster out.

"I know we only just started dating but I love you and I do want to spend eternity with you and support you." Tom says.

What is going on?

"Tom-"

"Y/N, please think about it. I want you to stay with me." Tom holds my hands.

"Thomas..." My voice trails.

"Please." His voice is soft and tempting.

"You're going to be out acting all the time though." I say softly.

"Not all the time. When I am home we can cuddle and do cute couple things and bake together. Oh and we can make dinner together! How sweet would that be?" Tom asks.

I smile lightly as I try to imagine doing those things with Tom.

"See, you're smiling." Tom squeezes my hands.

"I would love to move in with you," Tom waits for my next words, "but I have yet to see the apartment."

Tom smiles wide as he hugs me tightly.

"At this rate we'll be married in a couple months." I giggle.

"And then we can have children." Tom adds before kissing my forhead.

"Not in a small apartment." I roll my eyes. Tom lets go of the hug and looks at me.

"Can I pick you up Tuesday morning so you can see the apartment?" Tom asks.

"Yeah. Z leaves Monday night." I nod.

"Great. I'll leave now." Tom pecks my lips before leaving the bathroom.