Tom Holland Imagines

I Don't Want To Go // Tom Holland

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"C'mon Y/n it won't be that bad! Plus you get to meet celebrities!"

I shook my head and walked myself down to my laundry room to start filling up my washer.

"No thank you Tom for the last time I don't want to deal with your fans attacking me."

Tom sighed, "they won't attack you!"

"Really?" I turned around to glare at Tom, "cause last time I was on Instagram, you're fans were attacking my best friend all because she was hanging out with you."

Tom closed his mouth. He adored his fans, he loves them and is so grateful for them, but he does know I have a point. Last time he liked a girl's picture on Instagram, his fans started bashing her!... well some of his fans.

"I won't let them talk to you like that." Tom finally spoke. I shook my head and placed my basket down, walking out of the room. I'm gonna be honest here.

I love Tom. I love him more than a friend, but he's at the point of his hype right now, meaning girls want him like crazy. I don't think I can handle that because I mean I'm a fan. I use to be (well still am) a one direction fan, but after "larries" started to get crazy and more aggressive (like seriously its like they are forcing Harry and Louis to come out even if they aren't gay!) I kind of just stopped thinking about fandoms. Some are toxic and some are nice but either way it's hard to be friends with the nice ones because they already have their "group" so whatever, but Tom's fans? I can't handle them right now.

I scoffed, "ooh and you think that will stop them? Maybe half but the rest? Fuck what you say and think." I turned around again and walked backwards, "true fans right?"

I'm not wrong about that, there has been so many celebrities who turn down rumors or to leave people alone but half of their fans don't care what they say. Cough Harry and Louis when they turned downed Larry cough or when cough Zendaya said she and Tom aren't dating cough. These are facts and it's true.

"C'mon Y/n I want to take you out please." Tom grabbed my hand and gave me his puppy dog eyes. I'm not gonna lie, I love his puppy dog eyes.

I shook my head and my hand away, "I'll watch you from the Tv with Harry and Haz. Plus I have laundry to do.. I don't want to go."

Tom sighed and gave me a final nod, "ok fine." Tom began to walk away and I sighed. At the beginning of our friendship half of his fans started saying horrible things to me. They called me: "ugly", "slut", "bitch", "fake", and "dumbass" and those words hurt until I realized that in school it's like the same thing all over again but this time it's on the internet.

Tom left to go get ready but Zendaya stayed behind to get ready in my house since she wanted to speak to me.

"Why didn't you say yes?! It's the Oscars!"

"Yeah and by the end of the night his fans would be calling me ugly and a whore."

"Why are you so negative today?" Zendaya asked, looking back towards me.

I shrugged and plopped a chip inside my mouth, "guess I'm just moody."

Zendaya laughed but then stopped before asking her hair stylist to leave the room kindly. I raised my eyebrow and leaned forward, I knew she needed to tell me something.

"What's up?" I asked her. Zendaya made her way towards me and sat down.

"I like Tom."

My body froze for a split second. I blinked and came back to reality, "oh wow.. you do?"

Zendaya nodded, "yes and I thought he liked you because he asked you to go with him but.. you don't like him right?"

I leaned back, "first of all you got invited but I guess you make a point, second.. no no I don't like him and third... if you do like him," I shrugged, "ask him out."

Zendaya smiled, "really?"

"Sure!"

She gave me a hug and I squeezed her back, closing my eyes tightly. I may have screwed up my only chance with Tom but Zendaya is a pro at handling things like this, so she'd be perfect for him.

Zendaya left after two hours of getting ready and I sat down next to Haz, taking the popcorn away from him.

"Uh I asked you if you wanted your own."

I kept my eyes glued on the tv and shoved popcorn in Haz's mouth. From the corner of my eye, I saw him furrow his eyebrows but then shrugged, chewing away before opening his mouth for more.

"You two are weird." Harry said, watching me shove more popcorn in Haz's mouth. I looked at him and gave him a pout.

"Awe does Harry want me to feed him too?"

Harry scoffed playfully, "fuck off."

Throughout the whole night I've started to feel a sense of regret of not going with Tom to the Oscars. After seeing how handsome he looked and how huge his smile was with Zendaya, I couldn't help but feel regret.

"Oh look how small he is." I mumbled, seeing Tom walk on stage with Gina, "I love her dress so much."

Harrison chuckled, "Yeah you could have worn a dress like that if you went with Tom."

I scolded at his words and shoved popcorn in his face. After the Oscars, I went online and saw a pic of Zendaya and Tom waiting for their car to go to the after party and as if the world was trying to destroy, the pic showed them kissing.

I took a deep breath and faked a smile, "oh look at Tommy and Daya kiss."

I showed Harrison and Harry the photo and they both looked at me for a split second before oh'ing.

It's ok.

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If ya'll gonna attack me bc of how I talked about the fandom, you guys can fuck off bc it's true. I'm stating facts.