Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader

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"We're leaving in twelve hours get ready!" Tom yells at me.

"It's six in the morning." I moan reburrying my face in a couple of pillows.

"Exactly! I want to go swimming and eat breakfast. Oh! And I want to go to the movies before our date!" Tom explains his reasoning for waking me up at six in the god damn morning.

"I'm going to throw the alrm clock and lamp at you." I threaten him.

"You wouldn't though." The smirk is evident in his voice, as though he's won.

"You're right. I'll throw your alarm clock." I blindly reach for the side table and grab the phone that doesn't feel like mine.

"Fine! Fine! You win!" Tom walks over and grabs his phone from my hand.

"Okay, now shut up." I tell him before trying to sleep again.

"I'm not going to buy you breakfast." He warns.

"I have my own momey, Thomas." I tell him.

"Why won't you do anything with me?" Tom whines.

"Wake me up in two hours, then we'll go eat." I tell him

"Fine." He gives in.

"Yay!" I smile.

***

"So, what movie did you want to see?" I ask before filling my mouth with food.

"Wonder Woman." Tom replies.

"Sounds fun." I tell him.

"Good. Because I already bought the tickets." Tom smiles.

"I can pay for myself you know." I point my fork towards him before stabbing my food with it.

"I know, but I dragged you here-"

"When did you drag me here? I'm pretty sure I willingly got on that plane." I ask.

"Well I'm dragging you to the red carpet so you have no choice, I'm paying." He says.

"Fine but I'm paying for my dress." I tell him.

"What dress?" He questions.

"The one I'm wearing to the premier."

"Oh. You haven't gotten it yet?"

"If I did then whey would I say I needed to buy one?"

"You have a point." Tom nods.

"I know." I say. "So, when are we going to see the movie?"

"Well if its nine now, then three and a half hours." He tells me.

"Tom?" I stretch out his name.

"Yes?" He asks.

"I love you." My words make Tom smile and stare at me.

"I love you too." His smile goes wider.

***

"LA is really pretty." I say while swinging Tom and I's arms. We walk towards the direction of the movie theatre.

"It is." Tom agrees.

"We should visit Zendaya tomorrow." I suggest.

"She'd be glad to see us." Tom lets go of my hand and puts his arm around my shoulder to bring me cloaer to him.

"I also want to buy my dress tomorrow so I don't do it last minute." I tell him.