Tom Holland Imagines

Comic Con (Tom Holland)

I sat in my seat in the giant stadium, waiting for the panel to start. I was so excited because I was going to get to see Tom live, on a stage, less than a hundred feet away from me. I waited another ten minutes, the noise from the crowd giving me a headache that I ignored because I was too excited.
Not a moment later, they called Tom's name and he came out onto the stage. All the girls around me started screaming and I didn't join in. I stood up with them, but I didn't scream. I knew he was already overwhelmed and I didn't want to be part of making him that way. Tom was grinning from ear to ear however, and that made me smile.
The panel went on for several hours, Tom making jokes and answering a bunch of questions, making everyone laugh with him. I kept to myself, but I really wanted him to notice me. I really wanted it because I was one of those people who could only pay for the admission ticket, and I had no money to get the meet and greet, or the VIP with Tom. Although I knew every other girl in the room wanted the exact same thing, I couldn't stop myself. I waited for an opportunity that gave an extremely slim chance he would see me. When no one was screaming or anything, I saw Tom looking around because Tom Hiddleston was answering a question, and his gaze was slowly slipping my direction.
When I thought his gaze was close to me, I waved. To my complete and utter shock, he smiled and waved back.
My heart stopped. I couldn't breathe. My eyes started filling with tears that I couldn't control and they started pouring down my cheeks. I was still smiling a little, but after a split second I started crying really hard. Tom's gaze looked back to me when he had laughed with the others on stage about how he was waving at someone, and he saw me crying.
He instantly spoke into the mic, "Oh no! No no dahling don't cry!"
He actually spoke to me!
I started crying harder, acutely aware of almost everyone's eyes on me. Through my blurry vision I saw Tom stand up from his seat and walk towards the edge of the stage. I continued to cry, not being able to see very well because of it. However I saw Tom jump off the edge of the stage and come running toward me. I stood up as he reached me and I had no idea what to say. He wrapped me in the warmest and most gentle hug I had ever had and I cried into his shoulder, just letting him hold me.
"You okay darling?" He asked me quietly, speaking softly into my ear. I nodded, still crying a little. "Why are you crying?"
He asked me nicely.
"I just... I-I wasn't able to do the meet and greet or VIP with you and I just wanted the chance for you to see my face. So you could know who I am and know that I cared. I-" my voice was breaking, but he hushed me before I could try and continue.
"Hey, hey, it's okay," he stroked my hair gently. "I know you care. I appreciate it much and it makes me really happy to know there are people like you out there."
"I don't want to be those people," I muttered into his shoulder.
"I..." he didn't reply, there was a minute of silence around us as the interview of Tom Hiddleston continued. "Look," he started.
"I have to finish this panel, but afterwards, come see me. I'll tell security to let you in and we can talk."
"Really?" I backed up in his arms to look at his face, shock and surprise plastered on my face.
"Yeah," he smiled, letting go of me.
"O-okay," I smiled back at him.
He grinned and turned back to the stage, running back up to the stage and sitting back down. The panel continued for a while longer, and I didn't listen to any of it. I sat in my seat stunned and dazed off, completely ignoring all of the people congratulating me and others jabbing at me out of jealousy.
When he panel was over, I made my way out of the stadium and began my journey to where Tom was, my mind racing.

A/N - Second part?