Peter Parker/Tom Holland Imagines {REQUESTS CLOSED}

Infatuted - PP

I've been on Wattpad writing hiatus for the past two days, because I've just been busy with school and work and watching movies. So, sorry. Yesterday, I had a movie marathon, and watched Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, Ant Man, SP Homecoming, Mamma Mia, and part of Thor Ragnarok. I've see all of these movies before, but it was really relaxing. So I'm back, and getting to the prompt requests😊

Prompts 29 + 34, requested by _spidey-girl_
Word Count: 1044 (but a good portion of that is me talking about football😂🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿)

You slammed your locker shut, hearing a shatter come from the inside. "Damnit." You muttered, fiddling with the lock to open it once again. Inside you saw the little mirror that you kept on the inside wall had shattered into countless little pieces all over your books. "Great. A perfect end to a perfect day."

It had actually been a shitty day. You overslept, and as such missed your train. You came in late to first period, and narrowly avoided getting a detention. At lunch, your mother had given you your little brother's food as opposed to your own, and as you took one bit into his peanut butter and jelly sandwich, an abundance of jam squirted out the other end, smearing all over your shirt. The rest of the day went by so slowly, that one class felt like ten. When the day was finally over, you went to Peter's locker, only to not find him there, and instead received a text saying he had Spidey business.

You made it to the train, going home to change for work. After a gruelling four hours at Mr. Delmar's you began your walk home. It was already dark, and just your luck, the street lights were out on your block.

"Don't move, and don't make a sound," a chilling voice from behind you whispered into your ear. A gloved hand slowly crept over our mouth. You tried to bite it, but the voice just tsked.

"Tut tut tut. That's no way to behave." The voice growled, yanking both your hands behind your back. A sharp needle made contact with your neck, and you didn't feel yourself fall into the mystery man's open arms.

When you awoke, you were in a grey warehouse. A man wearing a black jumpsuit stood in front of you, pacing. He stopped though, once your eyes fluttered open.

"Where am I?" You croaked. Your throat was dry, from lack of water you presumed, and it felt like someone was rubbing sandpaper against it with each word.

"Awww," The Man said, looking at you with mock pity, "Well that'd be telling, wouldn't it?"

"What do you want with me?" You managed, looking down. You were seated in a chair, your hands tied behind the chair.

"Well, you see, Y/n. I've noticed that Parker is rather infatuated with you. I have no doubt that he'll go to any lengths to save his girlfriend. And I find I've got one advantage, in this case. He's chasing me. All I have to do, is sit and wait for an attack." The man chuckled ruthlessly, staring you down with cold grey eyes.

"You're a monster."

"Now that isn't very nice is it? Come now, be a gentlewoman." He cooed, wagging a finger back and forth.

"My middle finger salutes you," you snarled, nostrils flaring.

"You know, I'm shocked, really and truly. I would've guessed Parker would've gone for a softer lass."

"And what makes you think that?" A very familiar voice spoke, and before you knew it, the Man was webbed to the ground, and Peter was rushing to your side.

"Are you alright?" He asked worriedly, removing the rope from your hands.

"Yeah," You said, rubbing your wrists, red from were the rope had been. "I think so... who is that guy Pete?"

"Venom. In his human form." Peter explained, hugging you tightly. "I'm so sorry he did this to you. I'm the worst boyfriend ever."

"No you're not. You came to rescue me, when you could've stayed home and slept or watched TV."

"Aw man I didn't know that was an option!" Peter teased, poking your nose.

"That wasn't funny," you shook your head, sighing.

"It wasn't funny," Peter agreed quickly, before kissing you softly, "I have to take care of him. Get home, get some rest, your family's probably worried sick."

"Should I lie to them?"

"I think that's best... I'm not sure how you would explain this without telling them about my involvement. Y/n I promise, I will never put you in danger again. I'm so so so sorry."

"Peter stop apologising, I'm fine. And I love you Spidey. Now and forever." You pecked his nose, standing on the tips of your toes.

"I love you too Y/n." Peter whispered as you left the warehouse.

Okay, if I'm being completely honest, I don't really know much about Venom or his personality and stuff, but that was one of the villains I just thought of off the top of my head, so😐

ALSO. I'm pissed. So it's 75 min into ENG v SWE and YAY WE'RE WINNING IT'S COMING HOME. Buuuuuut, my mum was being the worst. I come downstairs for the match, and my dad's turning on the game, and she goes 'Do you want to help me bake something or do you want to watch football? It's fine whichever one you choose.' So I go, duh, 'Football.' And she looks at me, and it's one of those looks where she's like 'I said you could choose but only if you choose baking' so I'm like 'Fiiiiiiiiiine I'll bake.' But I kept leaving to watch the game😝 till eventually she just went 'just go watch.' So phew. And if they lose I'm never gonna watch football again. Until Arsenal's season starts back up.

UPDATE: WE WON AND YOU BET YOUR ARSE MY DAD AND I STOOD UP AND BLASTED GOD SAVE THE QUEEN BELTING OUT EVERY DAMN WORD🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 Never been prouder. #itscominghome, and good job lads⚽️ LET'S GO. VICTORY IS NEAR. I'M JUST SO HAPPY I CANNOT BREATHE OR THINK WE ARE GONNA WIN THIS THING.

Update Update: okay I've calmed down a bit now... it's midnight now so I've had a bit of time😂 I'm just still so excited🤩