Peter Parker and Tom Holland Imagines

not that type of girl [2] // Tom Holland

During your next class, you couldn't help but wander what Tom wanted to tell you. Meanwhile during his class, he was planning what he'd say to you next.

Despite being so 'f-boy-esque', he had never been himself around those girls. He would fake his love.

Honestly, Tom was a nerdy dork who loved Marvel and video games but all that those girls wanted was a boyfriend. When you wanted a marvel loving dork to match yourself.

Luckily enough, you both had last period together. Unfortunately that lesson had to be Sport. More specifically 'boxing'.

You changed into your black shorts and workout top getting ready for the lesson. After entering the gym, you stood next to your fellow classmates, Tom stood on the other side failing not to glance your way every so often.

"Here are your opponents for today:
Jacob. Lauren.
Steve. You're with Anna.
Tom, you're with y/n.
..."

The rest blurred out. Of course you had to fight your crush, how great is that?

Everyone had a separate area to fights so Tom thought it was a great opportunity to talk to you alone.

You both put on your gloves and walked up to each other.

"Hey Tom!"
"H-hey y/n."
"You alright Tom? You seem nervous."
"No no I'm okay! I just...you look really pretty today."
You blushed intensely.
"Aw, tom you have no idea how much that means to me."

"3. 2. 1. Fight!"

You punched his forearm relatively hard. "Well, if that's how you wanna play it." Tom laughed and he went to punch your shoulder but then,

"Hey y/n." You turned around at the call of your name from your best friend. She was winking at you because it were fighting with Tom but you turned around, turned back and we're met with Tom fist.

You felt instantly dizzy because you weren't expecting it.

"Oh my gosh Y/N! I'm so sorry! I was going for your shoulder and then you turned and-I'm so sorry!" He frantically said moving your hair out of your face and caressing your cheeks.

You started giggling because you loved the feeling of his touch.

"It's okay. It's okay. I was just caught of guard, I'm not hurt. It's okay." You smiled.

"You're perfect." Tom sighed out. Looking how cute you looked with your curly hair in a pony tail smiling up at him giggling.

"What?"
"Nothing, I mean...you're perfect. I've liked you for a while and I know I have this reputation but I've never had someone I can be myself with and I just feel like I could. Would you give me a chance?" He looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

"I would love to."