The next morning, you woke up in Tom's bed, wrapped under his arm.
You slowly came to the realization that you were only wearing his hoodie and some very comfy (but also very short) shorts, and smiled to yourself.
His arm starts to move as he stretches.
"Good morning beautiful," He says in a cute, sleepy voice.
You rolled over to face him, and smiled, your eyes remaining half closed.
"Good morning love," You responded, your voice even sleepier.
You knew you didn't look as good in the morning.
'And yet he still called me beautiful,' You thought to yourself, as your smile grew.
"Hungry?" He asked, planting a kiss on your cheek before sitting up, and then proceeded to yawn.
You then followed him in sitting up, and also yawned. You couldn't help yourself.
"Yeah," You responded half way into the yawn.
After the both of you get out of bed, you realize he's only wearing bottoms, and no shirt. Your cheeks redden at the (quite lovely) sight.
After he put another one of his hoodies on, he turned to you, and opened the door.
"Ha, now we match!"
You rolled your eyes but giggled.
•1 hour later•
While doing the dishes, you notice it has become rather quiet, besides the sink running and the TV.
Turning off the sink and placing the last dish in the dishwasher, you look around the room.
"Tom?" You call out, noticing he's nowhere to be seen.
You take a few steps into the living room, and..
BANG!
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...
