Tom Holland Imagines

Infinity War Premiere

~A/n . .Hello my loves! So Tom posted a video saying that if you donate to The Brother's Trust, you could win a ticket to see IW with him and then hang out with him later. So that gave me an idea that sparked into this Imagine. Hope you like it! (b/f/n = best friend's name )

The anticipation was killing you. There was only going to be three people that Tom would pick to go see Infinity War and you just couldn't bare it. You wanted it to be you so badly that every time you heard a notification on your phone, you quickly checked to see what it was. Usually, it was just someone doing a live video so you'd slump back in you chair and continue doing school. Anxiety fluttered throughout your whole exam. You couldn't even think straight, wondering if he'd pick YOU. 

After your exam, it was lunch time so you sat with your friends slowly munched on a sandwich you'd made ahead of time. B/f/n looked at you and waved her hand in front of your face.

"Hello??? Y/n??" She said. You shook your head coming out of the daze.

"Sorry, I just can't stop thinking about  . . . .you know." You said looking at your barley eaten sandwich. B/f/n put her hand on your arm  and looked at you in your eyes.

"Hey, don't worry about it. You need to just breathe and think about other things until we know for sure." She said reassuring. You nod and take another bite. After you finished your lunch you went back to get some pudding at the cafeteria. As you were walking back, your arch enemy put his foot in front of you, causing you to fall on your face, spilling the pudding everywhere. 

"HEY!" You yell back at him. He was much bigger than you and was a lot stronger, of course. He laughed like a hyena, pointing at your face covered in pudding. 

"You jerk!" You said, standing up. He stood up to and approached you. 

"You really think "Tom stupid Holland" is gonna pick you?" He teased. Rage filled inside of you as your fist tightened. 

"HIS NAME IS THOMAS STANLEY HOLLAND YOU LITTLE -!!!!!!!!!!!!" You scream, trying to punch him. Your Best friend runs to pull you away from Mr. jerk face but you push her away. There was NO WAY he was getting away with calling Tom that. He hit you in the jaw and you winced. You punched him and punched him until his face was bleeding and soon he started to cry like a little baby. Soon after, teachers came in and pulled you to apart. 

You were sent to the principle office . . .

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You sat in front of your mirror and started at the big dark bruise on you jawline. You touched it and winced. 

"Owww." You said. You were going to be sent to detention for 2 weeks after that fight. Your life was getting more depressing. 

It was 4:00 p.m and your phone starting ringing. It was b/f/n. She always made you feel better when you were down, so you answered.

"Hey . ." You said.

"Hey. How are you?" She said. 

"I'm okay . .I guess." You sighed. You heard your best friend starting to breathe funny and you got confused.

"Weeeeeellllll . . . I know what will cheer you up, buddy." She squealed. 

"What? What's so exciting?" You said, clearing not getting at what she was hinting at. 

"Girl, go check out the Brother's Trust page." She said. Your head was so fogging you didn't even remember that your name could be on the list. You walked over to your computer and opened up The Brother's Trust home page and clicked on the winners.