Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines

Comic Con Pt. 2 ( T.H)

You sent him a message, saying your adress. You started to get ready at one. You weren't exaggerating, you just were just super anxious. Your celebrity crush, the boy that broke your hopes with every guy who asked you out, the Spiderman, asked you on a date. You didn't actually know what to wear, so you ran to your closet and threw all your clothes over the floor. You were there for more than an hour, so you decided to call your best friend to help you. She was at your house five minutes later.

" Wow, that was fast. "

" You never go out on dates, of course I was fast. So, who's the lucky guy? "

" Tom Holland. "

" Oh no, Y/N, you're imagining things again? Deal with it, you and Tom Holland are never going to meet. "

I laughed at her talking.

" Y/BF/N! Can I talk now? "

She staid quiet.

" I really met him. At the comic con. He wrote me his number on the picture I gave him when I asked for an autograph. " You went to your room and got the picture. " Look. "

Her eyes got wide.

" Oh my God, I'm gonna make you look so beautiful. "

You smiled a lot and fought the urge to scream. She curled your hair a little and put on some light makeup.

" Now, what are you going to wear? "

" How about my Captain America's shirt? And white zip hoodie. "

" No fucking way, Y/N! Hoodie?! Nerd shirt?! No, I'm not letting you go like this. "

" But I met him with an Iron Man's shirt. "

" Trust me, you'll be way more pretty with the outfit I brought you. "

After she threw the clothes on you, you went to the bathroom to change. You put the gray cropped and the black pants. It looked good, but something was missing. You wore your white and dark blue flannel and went back to the room.

" Okay, I didn't like that. "

" The outfit? "

" No, this ugly flannel! "

You rolled your eyes and she said that if you wanted, she would borrow you her jacket. You accepted it, and before you could notice, you were ready. You looked at the mirror and actually liked the result. You and her talked for a while until you heard the doorbell ring.

" Oh my God, it's him! Tom Freakin' Holland is waiting for me at the door!!! " You whispered and yelled at the same time.

" Okay, calm your nerves. Take a deep breath. "

You did what she told you.

" Okay, I'm gonna answer the door and I'm gonna tell him that you're not ready yet, because that will show that you're not as desperate as you really are. "

You nodded and went to your room. There, you looked at the mirror again. It was not so good now. You decided to put your Captain America's cropped and the white hoodie. Now, Y/BF/N wouldn't be able to take that off of you because Tom would already see you.

Tom's POV:

I rang the doorbell and waited. I could hear some whispers, but I couldn't understand them. I took a deep breath, trying to not freak out.

" Oh! Hi, I'm Y/BF/N, Y/N's best friend. " A girl opened the door.

" I'm Tom, nice to meet you. "