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THIRD PERSON
Tom came home to finally realise the mistake he had made.
"Fuck!" Tom threw his hands up to hold his head.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Tom yells before punching a wall, causing a large crack to appear.
"What did I do?" Tom cries.
NINE HOURS PRIOR
"He said he'll be home soon." Y/N said over the phone to Zendaya.
"I can't believe this is actually happening." Zendaya smiles as she answers to her friend.
"I know. Do you think he'll be happy?" Y/N asks while staring at the pregnancy test in front of her.
"Of course! He loves you, I can't imagine him being not happy. And in what world would he leave his fiancee pregnant and alone?" Zendaya asks.
"I don't know," a door opening sounds through the house, "Tom's here, I have to go. I'll update you on it later." Y/N ends the call and places her phone on the bed that she sits apon. She grabs the test and exits the room with it behind her back.
"Y/N!" Tom smiles as he pecks his soon-to-be wife on the lips.
"Hi Thomas, can we talk?" She motions to the couch with her free hand.
"Sure." He looks at her suspiciously before sitting down on the couch, her following soon after.
She thought of the bag she had packed, just in case Thomas didn't want her or the baby. This exact moment felt like what her elder sister had told her when she was telling the family about how her boyfriend had left her, just because she was pregnant.
Y/N POV
"You remember the night you proposed?" I ask.
"Of course, how could I forget?" Tom smiles as he seems to go through his memories of that spontaneous night.
"I think the condom broke." I quickly say.
"W-Why would you say that?" Tom asks, fears running through his head. I show him the pregnancy test and his eyes drop, the color suddenly drained from all over his body.
"I'm pregnant, Thomas." I smile at him.
"You're lying, right?" Tom asks. My smile drops as I shake my head.
"Fuck!" Tom yells. "I can't be a father."
"Y-You don't mean that." I stutter.
"You're too young to be a mother," Tom tells me, "you're not keeping it, right?"
"What the fuck! Yes, Thomas! I am fucking keeping it!" I yell at him.
"How are you going to raise it?" Tom asks.
"What do you mean 'how am I'? It's your fucking child too!" I scream.
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Nervous || Tom Holland X Reader
FanfictionThe girl who was too nervous to go out of her comfort zone. The guy who went out of his comfort zone all the time as an actor. The photographer. The actor. And when she is payed to be the director of photography they meet each other. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
