You pinched yourself, wondering if this was a dream. Nope. But now you're gonna have a bruise.
"Hello Miss," he started, in that lovely accent of his. "Is this yours?" He asked, referring to the box he held in his hands. "I saw you moved in yesterday. Thought maybe this would be one of your boxes."
Still in shock that /the/ Tom Holland was at your door, you took a few seconds to answer.
"Y-yes, it is! Thank you so much!" you stuttered, taking the box.
Blushing out of slight embarrassment, you covered your face with one hand.
He was even better looking in person.
"Not a problem. Have a lovely day..." Tom paused. "What's your name?" He asked, a curious and cute look on his face.
"I-it's y/n"
"Well, y/n, welcome to the building," He replied sweetly before turning with a soft smile and walking off.
Shutting the door, you jumped onto the couch after setting the box down and screamed into a pillow.
"Oh my god, Tom Holland knows my name. HE KNOWS ME," You shouted accidentally, then proceeded to cover your mouth. "Holy shit holy shit holy shit," You spoke out loud, while getting Blu some food and water.
"Holy shit."
YOU ARE READING
Apartments
Fanfiction{Completed} This is about how when you move to London, you get an apartment there, only to realize that your apartment was next to Tom Holland's. Over time you become friends, and a little while after that he asks you out. Basically, you end up dat...
