A Chance Encounter (Tom Holland AU) [1]

Thirty-Seven

The spring break I spent with Tom simultaneously flew by and lasted forever. I appreciated the entire week we spent together, often just tangled up together as we watched Brooklyn 99 (a show I had gotten him thoroughly invested in). It was a wonderful way to spend a calm week before craziness kicked in.

I couldn't believe that I was choreographing a movie. It was absolutely insane, and I was so excited for the opportunity to do this.

That being said, undertaking that project was an ordeal. As Alex had promised me, there was an email of every song they needed me to do waiting for me when I got back from Georgia.

I had immediately taken on the process of choreographing, which was something I completely underestimated. I was working nonstop, between school, teaching, and choreography. I was sacrificing sleep, skipping at least three meals a week, and not talking to everyone as frequently as I used to.

The person I wasn't talking to at all was Tom. Sure, I would send him a message through my bracelet every day, and I sent him a sappy thank you message after I received the teddy bear he had sent for my birthday, but our conversations were not as frequent.

The drop in our conversations was completely on me. I knew from past experience that when I was sleep deprived and drained, my anxiety and emotions tended to get the better of me. I often spoke before I could think in times like that. The last thing I wanted to do was accidentally make him angry or upset through what I said or did, so I tried to distance myself.

A month later, Ali, Beth and I were in the library getting some study hours in. "Oh my god. Gracie, there was a piece published about you and Tom by E! News." Beth looked at me, biting her lip.

"There was? Hold on." I rubbed my eyes as I opened a new tab, googling our names and pulling up the article. This was a decision I soon regretted.

Trace--Trouble in Paradise?

Tom Holland and Grace Chance have definitely become the couple everyone has referred to as #RelationshipGOALS , but is everything really what it seems?

The couple was last seen in public in the middle of March when they traveled to the Georgia coast during Grace's spring break, but there was a sudden change in their dynamic once that trip ended.

The two have been known to publicly flirt via social media, but that suddenly stopped once the trip ended. In fact, Grace hasn't been on social media at all. Her absence has been noticed by fans, many of which have started asking questions about her and their relationship.

 Has something happened between the two that we don't know about? Have they called it quits? Was Grace not the perfect girlfriend she should have been? Has Holland moved on to bigger and better stars? 

We can only wait and see what happens next.

Tears filled my eyes as I read the small piece. Beth saw those tears, and she closed my laptop screen as I read the last words. "Gracie, love, don't worry about that piece of shit article." I could see Ali furiously texting away, but I didn't care about that at this point. 

"It's not just the article," I whispered, shaking my head. At that point, Ali set her phone down and began rubbing my arm. "I'm so fucking tired..."

"Gracie..." Beth sighed, grabbing my hand gently. "When's the last time you talked to Tom, sweetie?"

"When I flew back." Ali was rubbing my arm gently, but I heard her sigh. "I knew straight away that I needed to throw myself into choreography. It's fucking with my emotions because I'm not sleeping, which is something that has always screwed with me. I don't want to say something bad that'll cause a fight, so I'm avoiding that by not talking to him." The tears were now freely flowing down my face at this point.

"Honey, you need to take a break from choreography. I know this is a big project for you, but you can't let it affect you like this." Ali whispered softly as she reassured me.

"I can't do that..." My quiet sobbing was almost incoherent. I tended to get overly emotional after an extended period of sleep deprivation, and I had hit that by now. It was clear. "I have to choreograph everything by the time we start shooting in June. It's only halfway done now." Ali gave Beth a gentle look, and though I couldn't tell what she wanted, it was clear that Beth did.

"Come on, babe. Let's get you to bed, okay? You need to get some sleep before you have to teach tomorrow." She stood up, packing up her backpack. I nodded and began doing the same, looking over at Ali as I wiped my tears, which was almost futile as more tears arrived. Once I was at a point like this, it was hard for me to stop.

"I have some stuff I need to handle, and I would hate to keep you up with it. I'll see you tomorrow, okay babe?" She gave me a gentle smile as I nodded and gathered my stuff.

"Okay." I smiled softly. Tears still slipped down my cheeks but seeing her smile made me feel better. If only a little.

 As I walked back to my room with Beth, I noticed I had a Twitter notification.

 @zendaya

Hey @enews , please don't shit on my girl @fullofgrace . There's so much going on that you don't know, and that piece you wrote is incredibly insensitive for those who do. Take your fucking trash news elsewhere.

I smiled as I sent her a message, thanking her for standing up for me as I arrived at my room. Beth gave me a big hug as we got there. "We really do want you to get some sleep, beeg. Please don't stretch yourself too thin."

"Okay, leetle." I gave her a gentle smile. "Wanna go for a breakfast date tomorrow?"

"Of course." She smiled widely. My eating schedule had also been fucked up, and I could tell she was happy to see me taking a step to get it back. "Call me when you wake up?"

"I will." I grinned as I set my backpack down, grabbing my PJs. "I love you, Beth."

"Love you too, Grace."

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