Tom Holland/ Peter Parker x Reader

the charger p.2 - H.H.

this was originally written by thehollandtrinity on tumblr      

summary: part two to "the charger"

requested: yes, multiple times

warnings: cliche galore. literally, pizza, roses, "i messed up" a thousand times. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

pairing: harry holland x reader

When you walked through your front door, the first thing you did was plug your phone in. The second thing you did, was lie down on your bed. Man emotions were exhausting. You were just drifting off when your phone blew up, not literally of course, but many texts from family and friends alike came flooding in. There were 37 alone from your mum. (And 48 from your siblings combined). You rolled your eyes, clearing the texts that didn't need replies. You paused when you came across a couple from Tom. Frowning, you clicked on them.

Spidey-Tom:

He fucked up and he knows it. He may be acting okay but he's really hurt and upset. He still cares about you

Spidey-Tom:

I know he hurt you, but just know he hurt himself just as badly

You were going to reply, but as soon as you started to type you were interrupted by a call. You swallowed thickly, you hadn't had any intention of answering his it, yet you still found yourself sliding your thumb to the right. You held the phone up to your ear, refusing to say anything. For a moment, it was just the two of you breathing on the line.

"I'm sorry," Harry said, voice weak and cracking.

You knew he was waiting for a response. Part of you wanted to tell him you forgave him and let things go back to how they used to be. But you suppressed that and waited for him to continue.

"I- I shouldn't have done it. Dad made that much clear, he hasn't spoken to me much this past week. Which is fair. I had everything perfect and then I went and fucked it up," he ended laughing.

You knew the laugh was just trying to mask his hurt.

"How did we end up like this?" you whispered into the phone, "We were supposed to be the sweethearts, Harry. And now all we've done is hurt each other again and again."

"I know, baby, I know. And I'm so sorry. I just - fuck." You could tell he was wiping away tears, causing ones to prick in your own eyes. "I didn't know what I had until I lost it."

You couldn't do this, you couldn't listen to him hurting like this. And so you hung up.

You placed your phone on the bedside table and lay down on your bed, staring at it. It rang and rang, you never answered it. You just watched as it moved with each vibration, gradually moving closer and closer to the edge until... thump. You didn't bother picking it up, you weren't going to answer again anyway. After 5 minutes of your phone constantly ringing, you reached down and silenced it, scrolling through the notifications.

4:02 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:02 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:03 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:03 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:03 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:04 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:04 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

4:05 pm Missed call - mah luuurrve

You sighed at his contact, you really needed to change it. Just as you unlocked your phone he tried calling again. You waited it out, not having the courage to decline it. Once your phone finally stopped ringing, you sent him a text.

Stop calling me.

Almost immediately, he replied;

Not gonna give up that easy, princess.

You couldn't help but smile a little at his resilience.

What are you even gonna say if I answer? You're sorry? I don't need to hear it again.

You didn't want to send it, but it needed to be done.

Whatever you say

You scoffed at the text, turning your phone off to avoid any contact with him.

You swung the door open to reveal Harry. He was leaning against your doorframe with a bunch of roses in one hand, a pizza in the other, and Tessa at his feet.

"Sal's pizza because it's your favourite and reminds you of home-" he started, handing you the pizza, "Roses because they're the flower of love, and of course, Tessa. I figured you miss her." he shrugged. "Can I come in?"

You nodded, stepping out of the way. "Did you bring the pizza to try guilt trip me?"

"Course I did," he grins, letting Tessa off her leash to run free in the apartment.

You set the pizza down on the coffee table, singling for Harry to sit adjacent to you on the couch. You take a slice, offering one to Harry as well. He takes it and leans back as Tessa jumps into his lap. For a while, he just sits there. Until he see's your face - eyebrows raised in a care to explain yourself? matter.

"Right -uh. I've said I'm stupid enough right? We can get past that?"

You nodded curtly, wondering where this was going. He took a deep breath before starting again,

"I broke up with you because I'm going on tour again with Tom, and I know that you know that but the other day Haz pointed out how unfair it was to you. I didn't see it earlier, I was too busy taking photos overseas. I broke things off because I realised you were at home alone, not being able to do anything because of your stupid boyfriend. And I-I just missed you so much when I was over there and if you missed me half as much as I missed you, I know how much it hurts. And I don't e-ever want to hurt you." Harry finished, looking down to twiddle his thumbs.

"That's why? Because you didn't want me to be lonely?" you almost laughed at the idea. "Harry you have no idea how happy it makes me that you're away doing what you love. I don't mind being on my own for a few months if it means you get to film and take photos. Not that I'm complaining - but you didn't even ask if I wanted to come with you." you said with a small smile.

The poor boy must have been beating himself up over leaving you behind.

"Well... now I feel ever stupider."

You laughed, grabbing his hand and placing a kiss to it. "Should we try this again?"

"Do you wanna come on tour with Tom and me?"

You nodded, smiling at him before leaning over towards him. Harry shut his eyes, leaning forward as well. Instead of kissing him, you picked up a slice of pizza and leaned back into the couch.

"Oh did you wanna kiss me?" you asked through a mouthful.

Harry's eyes shot open, giving you a glare before grabbing his own bit and sitting next to you. "How long are you gonna milk this for?"

"Oh so long, baby. You don't even know." you grinned, looking up at him and placing the first kiss on his lips as a fresh couple.