Another day of term, boring as always. There was the group of preppy popular girls, band geeks, some other groups as well, but everyone always spoke about the jocks. The hot guys of our school. Primarily Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield.
You hated how everyone loved them, including yourself. I mean they were gorgeous! But probably dicks, each of them dating every one on the cheer squad. Twice.
You'd never catch their eye though probably. They only liked 'that type of girl'. Yeah...
One day, walking through the busy corridor, dodging every crowd in sight, you were walking to your lunch table where all your friends sat.
Thing is, you could be popular. And by rejecting the group of them, you instantly were. The act no one at school would dare was simple shoulder shrugs.
On your way to the table, you were stopped by a guy, slightly taller than you wearing the school sports team jacket.
"Hey Y/N."
"Heyyy Tom?" You said, stretching out the words as you were confused why he was talking to you.
"Um...I-I was just...I wanted to ask..."
"Tom? You alright? Is something wrong?"
"N-no. I-I just..."
Interrupted by the school bell, you both got dragged away by your groups of friends and the crowded corridors, staring at each other as you got pulled away.
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Peter Parker and Tom Holland Imagines
FanfictionOne shots and short stories about Tom Holland and the characters he has played! 🤍 *i also do occasional imagines of Harrison Osterfield just for fun :)* *COMPLETED* I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS THIRTEEN SO PLEASE PARDON ANY POOR WRITING OR LANGUAGE OR C...
