My Queen || Tom Holland

Chapter 4

I feel warm kisses on the back of my neck as I stir awake. I'm still pressed tightly against Tom and his arm is still securely around my waist. "Mmm, morning." I hum. "Morning." He responds, his voice rough with sleep. I always found his morning voice hot, I just never said anything. I roll over and my face ends up being mere centimeters from his. As I turned he kept his hand on me,  so now it's on my back. "How did you sleep?" I ask. "For the first time in a long time, really well." He responds. "Good." I smile at him. I loop my arm under his and rest my hand on his shoulder then nuzzle my head under his. He kisses the top of my head then rests his chin on my head. I kiss his collar bone and his body tenses. I smirk then place a kiss between his collar bone. His hand tightens on my back and vibrations run through his body as he growls. "Xena, stop." He demands. "Why?" I ask, moving to kiss under his jaw. "Just- please stop. If you want to take me to breakfast so I'll eat, you need to stop." He starts boldly, but a whimper escaped closer to the end as I kissed behind his ear. "You don't like my kisses?" I question innocently against his skin. "That's not what I said. If you don't stop, I won't be able to control myself for much longer. We'll miss breakfast, and wake Harrison." He growls. As much as I want him to lose control, I want him to eat more. Plus, with Harrison in the next room it would be weird. I pull away from his neck and look into his eyes. "Fine, but once we're back in England, I'm continuing. Deal?" I offer. "Deal." He accepts. He lifts his head to be level with mine and connects our lips in a quick kiss. "Now I believe you owe me a breakfast." He smirks at me. "Alright then, lets get ready to go." I say, then roll away from him and heave myself off the bed. I hear Tom giggle behind me as I grab my clothes for today from my suitcase. I lightly chuckle and go into the bathroom. I pull on a white long, loose sleeve white dress, and a light brown lace cover over. Once I'm dressed, I go back into the room, grab my makeup bag and a hair elastic and go back into the bathroom, leaving the door open. "So where do you plan on going?" Tom asks from the other room. "The diner we went to on our first day here." I answer as I pull my hair into a ponytail. I hear him make a sound of consent and I get to work on doing some makeup. It takes me about ten minutes because I didn't do anything complicated. I grab my makeup bag, go into the room and put in back in my suitcase. Tom is laying on the bed in a pair of jeans and a white shirt. "Ready to go?" I ask. At the sound of my voice he sits up and looks in my direction. "Yeah. You look nice by the way." He says as he gets up. "Thank you." I respond with a nod. Just as we were about to leave the room, I realized I should leave a note for Harrison. I go back to the nightstand on Toms side and grab a piece of paper from the notepad they leave in every room and the pen from beside it. When I look back at Tom he's looking at me curiously. "We should leave a note to tell Harrison where we went." I inform him. "Okay." He shrugs, then walks out of the room. I follow him out and we both pull on some shoes. I put on my Adidas sneakers and he puts on black high tops. I go to the kitchen to write a note saying that I came back last night and me and Tom are going to breakfast and that we might do something else before we come back. I leave the note on the counter, then walk back to the door where Tom is waiting for me. "Let's go." I smile at him. "M'lady." He says as he holds his arm out for me. I look to the ground a laugh lightly, then step forward and loop my arm through his. "Thank you sir." I play along. We make our way down the hall and to the elevator. While we wait for the elevator to show up, the girl from 218 shows up with a suitcase. She's wearing a tight short dress and heels. Her hair his resting perfectly on her shoulders. I just switch my gaze to the floor. She hasn't said anything mean yet, and her having sex with Tom was their choice, so I have no reason to be mad at her. "Tom." She greets him. "Chloe." He responds. "I guess you're leaving today?" He asks. "I am. It's unfortunate that you never came back to see me." She takes a step towards us. Tom tightens his grip on me as she does so. "Well I've been busy." He semi lies. The elevator gets here and we all go in. Chloe presses the button for the lobby, the doors close, and we start the descend. "That's to bad. We could've had fun." She clues. My jaw tenses, but I don't say anything I just remain silent. I'll speak up if I have to, and right now, I don't feel like I need to. Tom just stays silent. "So who's this lovely lady?" She asks, motioning to me. "This is Xena, my best friend." He tells her. "Right, I think I saw you on the red carpet with him and a few others. You looked very pretty." She smiles at me. I glance up at her. "Thank you." I respond, then look back at the ground. "So Tom, maybe if we're ever in the same area, we could try and get together again?" She offers. "I don't think so." He declines. "Why not?" She questions. "I'm going to be really busy." He lies. Though it's not a full lie. We're leaving tomorrow, he has one week off, then he needs to be in Atlanta to shoot Spiderman Homecoming. "There's no way you can come see me?" She asks hopefully. The elevator stops and we all get out and start walking to the doors. "I don't think so." He tries to let her off easy. If she doesn't back off soon I swear to go I'm going to make her back off. "Are you sure?" She asks again. "Yes he's sure. Have a good day." I blurt out, then walk outside and start the walk to the diner. I hear her yelling profanities at us, but we keep walking, our arms still looped through each others. "Thanks for doing that." Tom says once we're far enough away from Chloe. "No problem. You've always had a hard time being straight forward with people, that's why I do it." I tease. "Thank god for you then, otherwise I'd be stuck in all kinds of bad situations." He retorts. We both chuckle lightly and keep walking.