My Queen || Tom Holland

Chapter 5

Yesterday, Tom and I spent the rest of the day on the beach and we did some shopping. Now we're back at the hotel. It's 8am and our flight is at 11:00. Tom, Harrison and I are in the kitchen of our hotel room eating breakfast and drinking tea, obviously. We're all packed and ready to go. We told Harrison last night that me and Tom are together. He actually screamed "Finally!!" When we told him. "Let's go to Paris." Tom blurts out suddenly, looking at me. "What?" I ask, putting my tea down, "You said we could do something special. Let's go to Paris. You have more clothes now, all we need to do is cancel our flight and book a different one." Tom explains. "What about Harrison?" I ask, pointing at Harrison. "Oh no. I am not third wheeling you love birds in the city of love. No way. I'll be fine going back to England. You guys have fun." Harrison responds, then takes a sip of his tea. I shake my head and chuckle lightly. "Alright, Paris it is." I smile at Tom. He smiles widely, then runs off. I tilt my head in confusion, but just eat my food. Tom runs back a few minutes later with his laptop. He must be booking us a different flight. He multitasks eating, drinking, and tapping away on his computer for some time. Harrison finished his food, cleared his spot, and went to his room. I finish eating, then go and put my dishes in the sink. "Our flight is booked." Tom says, closing his laptop and walking up to me, putting his dishes in the sink as well. I turn to look at him and lean the side of my hip on the counter.  "I can not believe you're taking me to Paris!" I exclaim. "You better start believing it." Tom chuckles, and grabs my hips, pulling me closer to him. "You treat me to well. You always have." I tell him, putting my hands around his neck. "You deserve it." He smiles at me, then leans down and kissed me. I laugh into the kiss and pull his head down a little bit. "I'm happy you guys are together now, but you're going to make me throw up." Harrison's voice bounces through the kitchen. I pull away from Tom, grab the wet cloth from the sink, and throw it at him. My hand that I didn't use is still on Toms neck and his hands are still on my hips. The cloth hits Harrison right in the face, then slowly slides down and falls on the the floor with a wet splat. Tom and I immediately start laughing our asses off as Harrison stands there with a wet face and a angry glare directed at me. At this point I'm laughing so hard at Harrison's attempt at an angry glare that I'm relying on Tom to hold me up, even though he's laughing too. Harrison bends down and picks up the cloth. I know he's about to throw it, so I stop laughing. I push Tom backwards and I take a step back. Tom has a split second to look at me curiously before the soaking wet cloth flies by us and lands back in the sink. "Wow, a glorious shot." I tease. Tom is still chuckling lightly across from me. "Well you knew it was coming!" Harrison defends himself. "Exactly. You're not exactly discreet Harrison." I say. "Maybe not, but I'm faster than you." He smirks, and to prove his point, before I can move, he lunges at me. I squeal as he grabs me by the legs and throws me over his shoulder. "No! Harrison, put me down!!" I squeal, hitting his back lightly. "Hey!" Tom yells. "Oh god!" Harrison exclaims, then runs away laughing. "Put me down!!" I squeal, laughing as I squirm in his grip. I hear Tom chasing Harrison behind us. I have no idea where in the room we are because I'm upside-down, laughing my ass off, and trying to get Harrison to let me go. I hear a door open, then suddenly we're in the hallway. "Harrison what are you doing!? Where are you taking me?" I yell. He's taking me down the hall, but I can't tell the direction. "Put me down!" I squirm, still laughing. "Never! This is revenge!" He yells back. "Harrison! Why are you going to the pool?" Tom yells behind us. At the sound of his voice Harrison starts running. Soon, we're going up stairs. "You better not be doing what I think you are! Put me down right now!! Harrison please!!" I squeal. "Say you're sorry!" He demands, still going up the stairs fast. "I will never!" I refuse. "Harrison, put her down!" I hear Tom yell from somewhere on the stairs. Soon I hear the pool door open and I can smell the chlorine and hear the city below. Harrison quickly walks to the deep end of the pool and turns around so I'm facing the water. "No Harrison! Please don't! Put me down!!" I scream. Tom bursts through the door and I look over at him. I'm sure my face is red, I'm squirming and still laughing a little bit. "Harrison, just put her down, you deserved that cloth to the face. Harrison loosens his grip on me and I slide towards the water. I squeal, but Harrison tightens his hold so I don't fall. "Dammit, just throw me in! I'm not saying sorry!" I yell. "Fine." Harrison laughs. "No! You're too close to the wall of the pool she'll hit her head!" I hear Tom yell, but I can't say anything because Harrison turned so my back is to the pool, then he threw me off his shoulder. As I fly through the air, time seems to slow down. I grab Harrison's hand that he has outstretched from throwing me and hold onto it for dear life, hoping he'll end up in the pool with me. I feel him falling forward as I feel my feet going into the water. Suddenly we're both consumed by the water. The water is cold against my skin. Harrison on top of me pushes me to the bottom of the pool. I slam against the floor, causing air to get pushed out of my lungs and making bubbles float to the surface. I'm not in any pain, but I am lower on air now. I open my eyes to find Harrison looking at me. He looks worried about the fact that I slammed into the ground. I nod at him, and we both let out a laugh, making more bubbles float to the surface. I hear Tom yelling for us above the surface. I put my finger to my lips, signaling Harrison to not move. He nods at me. I let out some more bubbles of air. That causes Tom to start yelling again. We've been under water for about fifteen seconds. Harrison has one hand on my shoulder to keep me down and his other one is beside my head. I'm holding onto his shirt to keep him down as well. I don't know where I'm going to keep my PJ shorts and tank top now that they're soaking wet. After a few more seconds of hearing Tom yell for us, I decide we need to go up before he jumps into the pool as well or before we run out of air. I nod at Harrison and point to the surface. He nod, floats off of me, and we both swim to the surface. "Jesus I thought you guys were drowning! I hate you!!" Tom yells as soon as we appear on the surface. Now It's mine and Harrison's turn to laugh at Tom. "You guys are assholes.." Tom grumbles, turning his back on us like an angry child. "Oh c'mon Tommy." I cheer at him. I swim to the edge of the pool and heave myself out. Water drips off my clothes. I walk over to Tom, put my hand on my shoulder, and stand in front of him. "I'm sorry Tommy. I couldn't help myself, but I shouldn't have scared you like that." I tell him. "You scared the shit out of me." He sighs. "I know, I'm sorry. Forgive me?" I ask innocently, giving him the puppy eyes. "Don't make that face. That's not fair." He exclaims. I just remain silent and look into his eyes. "Ugh. Fine, I forgive you." He sighs in defeat. I smile and peck his lips. We're still close to the edge of the pool, so I grab his shoulders, then fall back into the pool. Tom grabs my arms, and we make contact with the water. It swallows us and I open my eyes. I watch as the bubbles float to the surface. Tom and I both keep our hold on each other as we float in the water. Tom eventually opens his eyes, and his brown eyes pour into my blues ones. His muscle shirt is clinging to him. Luckily, the shorts he's wearing are very similar to swimming trunks. He smiles widely and shakes his head, then pulls me closer to him. His back is to the surface and mine is the the floor. He leans his head towards mine and captures my lips in a kiss. I've never had an underwater kiss, but I'm glad my first is with Tom. The feeling of floating with no gravity, sharing an intimate moment with someone you love. It's truly magical. Tom pulls away and we both go up the surface. "We should go back to the room, we'll need to dry off before we leave in an hour." Tom suggests. "Yeah." I agree. Harrison is already out of the pool and is using one of the towels the have up here to dry off as much as he can. Tom and I climb out of the pool and each get a towel as well.