Tom Holland Imagines

Gone? (Peter Parker)

You got up with this weird feeling growing your stomach. You got up and got ready for the day. While making breakfast you were watching the news. There was a new headline.

Breaking News: Queen's Beloved Spider-Man Is Dead!

You read it with disbelief and tears threatening to spill from your eyes. Running to grab your phone you were trying your hardest to not cry your eyes out. You dialed in your best friends number.

"Goddammit Peter, pick up," you screamed when it went to voicemail. You grabbed your jacket and keys and practically sprinted to your car. You drove to his apartment and banged on the door.

"Hi Aunt May, is Peter here," you asked worried.

"Oh, oh sweetie, Peter died," Aunt May said before bursting into tears. You didn't cry because you had to take care of Aunt May. Peter would have wanted you to. Aunt May pulled out a tissue while you brought her to the couch to cry.

"He should have never died," you said letting a few tears fall. Aunt May nodded getting up. "I have to go, when is the funeral?"

"I don't know, I will tell once I figure out," Aunt May sniffled. You nodded and left to only cry in your car.

"Why, why did he have to go? Peter, you deserved to live," you sobbed accidentally honking the horn. That made your heart ache because you remember this one memory with honking...

You were waiting for Peter. He was taking forever. You two were going to lunch then a movie and time was running out. Impatiently, you honked your horn right when Peter was walking out. He was so scared and it was so funny Peter had to give you water because you started choking.

You cried even harder. You put your head in your hands but a knock came to the window. You looked out and saw it was Tony Stark.

"Hey, I heard you honk and then I saw you crying and I wanted to make sure you were ok," Tony said. You nodded.

"I just found out about Peter," you replied wiping your eyes. He nodded. You guys talked for a little until you had to go.

~~~~~~~~~~~at the funeral~~~~~~~~~~~~

You say there looking at the closed casket that held your best friend. Everyone was saying speeches and it was your turn next.

"Peter was a remarkable man who did not deserve to die in such a tune of events," Tony ended his speech. It was your turn so you stood up and took a deep breathe. You looked at the price of paper in your hands but flew it on the floor.

"Listen, Peter was a nice boy and all but he never should have died. He was so strong and it doesn't make sense to me on why he died. He take on bad guys no matter how strong or smart and he just died. I don't believe that he died," you said. Everyone looked at you in disbelief. You shrugged and walked out to search for answered but for the rest of your life you never found them.