A/N: YEs, THIS FUCKING SUCKSSS but i wanted to update soooo here!
It's slightly angsty but not really!
Y/N POV:
I huffed, closing my laptop after watching yet another one of Tom's interviews. It had been almost two years since he left me without a word, not even a goodbye. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I recalled the memory.
We had been dating for about a year. We were happy, unbelievably happy, or at least that's what I thought. I had always supported him and his acting while he supported me and mine. When we found out he got the role of spiderman we were ecstatic but, after he left, I barely heard from him. It started out with a call or a text at least every day but soon it was once a week, then once every two weeks, then it just...stopped, completely. I would text him every day, attempt to call him during his breaks, the times he told me he was free but, he never answered my texts, he never picked up my calls, I bet he didn't even listen to my voicemails. Everything just...stopped.
I snapped out of my thoughts and began to pack a small bag of my textbooks so that I could study outside. When Tom and I first started dating, we would help each other study at the park down my road. We would sit on one of the benches for hours just talking and laughing, occasionally getting work done.
I sighed once I sat down at one of the benches. My favourite one looked towards a small fountain. In the winter, the water would freeze over as if time stopped. I wish time would just stop.
Another godforsaken tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly swiped it away. It feels like I have cried almost every day since it ended. I miss him so much it hurts. I sighed, closing my eyes. I zoned into the world around me, hoping it would get my mind off of him for at least a moment.
"Goddammit Tom, why do you do this to me?" I muttered under my breath.
"I don't know love but you do the same to me."
My heart stopped.
no. please, dear god, no.
"Hey," I heard him say again,"Look at me,"
I didn't respond.
"Please y/n, open your eyes," he said softly.
Reluctantly, I let my eyes open, cringing at the brightness. My eyes traveled to the side where I saw him sitting on the other end of the bench. He looked amazing, as always, wearing a thick hoodie under a denim jacket, his curly, brown, hair, peeking out from under the beanie he probably stole from his mum. His eyes were soft, still glittering like they always do.
We continued to stare at each other, taking in every inch, every detail. I could feel my eyes watering, red hot tears threatening to spill over.
"Hey hey hey," He rushed, eyes filled with worry, "What's wrong?"
I scoffed. "What's wrong? Are you serious right now Tom?"
"What?"
"What happened to you! Did I not matter to you anymore?"
"Y/n, what are you talking about?"
"You! You stopped answering my texts, you stopped answering my phone calls, I basically thought you were dead!"
I could see him piece it together. He wiped a hand across his face before turning to face me again.
"Look, I'm sorry-"
"I'm sorry?" I cut him off, "That's all you're going to say to me?" his eyes were wide with shock and guilt. "It has been two years Tom. Two!"
"I know and I have no excuse for myself."
"Damn right!"
"Y/n, please, can I just explain?" He moved closer to me, wrapping my tiny, cold hands in his warm ones. I sighed, missing the feeling of his touch.
"Fine." I said.
"Thank you, but can we do it somewhere warmer?" he breathed out, "I'm scared you're going to get hypothermia."
A soft chuckle left my lips.
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We ended up going back to my place, sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, sipping tea.
"I was busy." His soft voice broke the silence.
I scoffed. "Yeah I know, I was too."
"Yes I know y/n and I'm sorry!" He took a deep breath and placed his tea on the coffee table. "I did a horrible thing to you, and I don't expect you to forgive me." I looked at him, his hair ruffled, and his eyes filling with tears. I had to contain myself from going over to him and wrapping him in a hug. "But I care about you, and I never stopped. I don't know what I was thinking ok? I Ignored you and I regret everything. I let the fame and shit get inside of my head, and I became a total ass."
"No shit." I mumbled.
"I know! I know. After about a month, I noticed what I did and I freaked out! I thought that maybe since I wasn't talking to you, you had already forgotten about me and moved on!" He sighed and scratched the back of his neck.
"I could never forget you Tom. I lo-" I cut myself short. We had never said it to each other, never before. I felt my cheeks heat up.
"You what?" Tom whispered, eyes wide with shock, a small smile growing on his face.
"Yes Tom, Ok? I love you! I always have!" I shouted at him, tears spilling down my cheeks.
There was silence, I buried my face in my hands and began to sob harder. All my anger and sadness escaping me in waves. I felt the sofa dip beside me and Tom wrap me into his chest. We sat there in each other's arms, Tom softly stroking my hair and placing small kisses on my forehead from time to time. Once I had calmed down, my body so exhausted from crying so much, I looked up at him. He smiled down at me. I missed this, I missed this so fucking much.
"I love you." I repeated to him. He smiled widely at me.
"I love you too darling."
"I still hate you."
"I don't expect you to forgive me so quickly."
I processed that for a moment. "I can trust you right?"
"Of course love. Always."
We stared at each other. Our eyes not leaving each others for what felt like ages until I couldn't help myself anymore, I cupped his jaw and firmly pressed his lips onto mine. He instantly wrapped his hands around my waist, holding me even closer to him, a deep groan rumbled from the back of his throat. We kissed each other fiercely, trying to make up for the time we lost. We finally parted, gasping for air. He rested his forehead on mine.
"I love you so fucking much." He panted out.
"Shut up and kiss me again."
A/N: I KNOW THIS SUCKS I KNOWWW. IM SO SORRY!!!!! Lowkey enjoyed writing that last bit tho😏😏😏😏
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Tom Holland || Imagines
FanfictionJust some imagines of my favourite , soft, boy, Tom Holland ❤️