My Queen || Tom Holland

Chapter 1

"Xena, wake up! Get off your ass! We're here!" Tom yells to wake me up. We, I'm guessing, just landed in L.A. Tom finished filming early, so he was in England visiting me, Harrison, and his family, but they needed Tom for Press for Civil war. So now me, him and Harrison are in L.A. We're also going to the premier while we're here, so I get to wear a fancy dress and get all glammed up by a group of stylists that Marvel is providing because Tom wants me and Harrison to go with him. "What?" I ask tiredly, my British accent more prominent right now because I just woke up. "We're here you div. Now get up." Harrison says, walking by me and rubbing my head. "Agh, fuck off Harrison!" I yell and smack his back as he walks past me. He just laughs and gets off the jet. I stand up, stretch and rake a hand through my hair. I walk to where tom is getting our bags of stuff we wanted on the plane with us. "Here." He says, and hands me my small backpack. "Thanks Tommy." I smile at him and we make our way off the jet. We get to the tarmac and make our way to the car where Harrison and the driver are putting our suitcases in the trunk. "Shotgun!" Harrison yells as we walk over, then makes a mad dash to the passenger seat before me or Tom can. I laugh and get in the back on the drivers side and Tom gets in on the other side. Once we're all in, we do up our seat belts, the driver starts the car and drives us to the hotel we'll be staying at for the next week or so.

A while later, we pull up in front of the hotel. It looks super fancy and hella expensive. I wonder if Tom payed for the room or if Marvel did. We all climb out of the car and cameras almost immediately start flashing in our faces. I'm still not fully used to all this. Sure, it's been happening to Tom for, well, ever. But not on this scale. Every time I think I'm used it, it escalates and I have to adjust to bigger crowds and more cameras, but I don't mind too much. It means Tom is doing good. Tom steps in front of me to cover me from all the paps and we all get our suitcases out of the trunk and I rush inside. He doesn't want me thrown into the fame life too fast, so he does what he can to shield me from it until I'm ready. Tom stays behind to sign some things for the fans that are here, Harrison came inside with me and a guard brought in Toms suitcase. "Thank you." Harrison says to the guard and takes the suitcase. The guard just nods then heads back outside. "I think it's gonna take me a while to get used to his growing fame and the attention that comes with it." I huff. "I know, but you will." Harrison assures me and and wraps his arm around my shoulder, squeezing me lightly. "I hope so." I respond, and he lets go of me. Tom comes in and takes his suitcase from Harrison. "Lets get checked in and go to our room." Tom sighs, and we walk to the main desk. "Hi. Room for Tom Holland please." Tom informs the lady behind the desk. "Mmkay. Here are your keys. You're room 235 on the top floor. Enjoy your stay!" She cheers, and places the three key cards on the counter top. We all take one and I shove mine into a small front pocket on my suitcase. "Thank you. Have a great day!" I respond and smile at her. "You too!" She smiles back, and we go to the elevator. Tom presses the button to go up and we wait. "Did you pay for this place or did Marvel? Because it's crazy fancy." I ask Tom. "Marvel did. I don't think I could afford this place." Tom answers with a laugh. "I'm sure you could." Harrison says. The elevator dings and the doors slide open. We walk in and Tom presses the button for the 25th floor. The doors slide shut and we begin the ascend. The elevator comes to a stop and the doors slide open. We all step out and I do my best to stop my jaw from dropping onto the floor. This is super modern! "Holy fuck." I say quietly. "No kidding." Harrison responds with a chuckle. "Room 235. That way." Tom says, pointing down the hallway on my right side. We walk down the hallway to the last door, which is our room. There's a large space between our room and the one beside ours. So either our room is really big or there's is. Tom gets out his key card and inserts it in the slot. The light turns green and he pulls it out and opens the door, letting it swing wide open. My eyes widen and my mouth falls agape slightly. It's a large open hallway. You can see right into the living room where there is couches and chairs facing a TV on the wall above a fireplace. The far wall for the living room from what I can see is all window and there's an amazing view of the city. I walk in and put my suitcase to the side to deal with after I look around, and take my shoes off. The boys do the same and we start walking farther into the room. There's two doors in the hallway. I open the first one and the boys are right behind me. It's a bedroom. An absolutely stunning bedroom with a gorgeous view.