Webs And Wishes - Tom Holland

Chapter 19.

Day 19
Lily's POV

"Lily darling."

"Yes Tom?"

"Guess what day it is tomorrow?" His eyes sparkled, gazing into mine.

"Uh. Monday?" I looked at him quizzically. "Are you okay?"

"Yes! No, it's the infinity war premiere!" He laughed at me, rubbing at one eyebrow.

"Oh! Oh yeah, I'm excited. Will you watch it again with me at a midnight showing a couple days after? I can't wait to see it."

He chuckled at me. Then laughed. Then collapsed in a fit of total hilarity.

"What?" I sighed at him irritated, clueless as to what he found so damn funny.

"Well... I have a plus one. I wanted you to come with me. Please. You really think Spiderman's girlfriend wouldn't get to go to the premiere?" He scrunched his nose up at me as if I were a puppy.

I rolled my eyes at him, trying to seem angry but failing miserably. "I love you, but don't treat me like a baby. I'm not one, you know."

"Oh yeah? Prove it."

So I did. I kissed him. I touched him. And this time, he didn't pull away when we went further. He finally allowed his passion and instincts to take over.

It was incredible. He was incredible.

***

"I need a dress don't I?" I heaped more porridge onto my spoon, making sure it was laden with blueberries and honey.

He nodded, seeming unbothered.

"Jfjfkfuddkkclbphjdnf," He was incomprehensible with his mouth full of crisps. It was quite endearing really, how sheepish he looked once he'd swallowed and could actually speak.

I giggled at him. Cute. I planted a soft kiss on his nose before leaving to shower and get dressed.

At least, that was the plan.

It seemed, however, that Tom couldn't get enough of me. His shirtless form appeared around the bathroom door, a smirk on his face.

"What?" I rolled my eyes at him - although they still drifted down towards his chest.

"Can I join you in the shower?" His smirk grew.

"No!" I gasped in faux horror, whipping him with a towel. He squealed, shooting from the room, cackling like a madman.

"Not yet anyway." I murmured under my breath, eyes still on the door.

I dropped the towel, deeming it safe to do so. Yet just as I stepped into the shower, Tom walked back in.

"Sorry, I left my..."

I squealed at him.

"Tom!" I grabbed frantically at the shower curtain, trying to preserve the little modesty I had left.

"What? It's not like I haven't seen you before. Have you already forgot what happened a few hours ago?" He smirked at me as my face grew redder and redder.

"Out!"

Tom's POV

"No way."

She gasped, facing the towering marble building. This place was expensive, and she knew it.

"I'm not letting you take me there! It's too much money!" She furrowed her brows, somehow looking even cuter.

"Lily. I'm literally Spiderman, I have cash to spare. And anyway, there's no one I'd rather treat than you." I placed my palm in hers, beginning to drag the smaller girl towards the door. "Now come on!"

She sighed a little, muttering something about her wanting to pay, but a small smile appeared on her lips anyway.

Once in there, I was in my element. She, however, looked totally out of her depth.

"You know most of my clothes are from Primark, right?" She murmured in my ear.

"So are mine." She burst out laughing, quickly shutting up when a stuck up assistant gave her a look of mild disgust.

"Right. So why don't you pick five dresses with the help of Carol over there," I motioned to one of the more kind looking assistants, "And I'll pick five. Then you can see which you like the most?"

She looked relieved at my suggestion, nodding enthusiastically. Her hair bounced, her eyes lustrous and sparkling, and it took everything within me to restrain myself after what I had seen and done this morning.

Okay. Dresses, dresses. I knew enough about her to know she wouldn't want too much skin on show, so I headed towards the longer section.

I picked out four flattering pieces, all flowing at the bottom with different necklines. They were all quite different, but I was sure they would look gorgeous on her.

Then I spotted a black dress in the corner.

Grinning to myself, I pulled it out and rushed to find my girlfriend.

Lily's POV

Tom had really outdone himself this time.

Each dress he had greeted with a look of wonder and inevitable pride. This was the first event we would go to as an official couple, and his happiness showed on his face.

Yet the last dress was by far the best.

It was black, relying on the design for the wow factor. The skirt was figure hugging, a long slit up one side to show off my toned legs while still being conservative. The bust was flattering, fabric hanging loosely across the top in an almost Grecian style. It shouldn't have worked, but it damn well did.

"Prepare yourself Tom!" I sang sweetly before slinking out from the changing rooms.

He gasped at me, his eyes roaming over my figure in awe. I don't think he had ever seen me look this good, and the thought cemented the slightly smug look on my face. However, that quickly turned into a grin of genuine delight.

"I think we found it."

"I think so too." I smiled at him.

He leapt up, engulfing me in his strong arms.

"We're gonna match. I love you so much, I can't ever tell you enough." He pressed his lips to my forehead.

I giggled at him. Where did I manage to find such a perfect man?