Tom Holland Imagines

.10

Imagine you had some mutual friends with Tom, and you met a couple times at a few parties and had been on a some of dates, but nothing much had happened between you yet. 

You and Tom had both been invited to a party at Harrison's house, and throughout the evening you were just chatting with friends, drinking a lot, and dancing with Tom.

After everyone had had a few drinks, the topic of pizza had arisen, and with everyone being them drunk selves, they decided to order some.

However, you were quite a confident person, especially whilst drunk, and you wanted your specific pizza. 

So you stood up onto the table in the middle of the room and shouted at everyone to be quite. 

"Hey, hey, hey everyone. I need to say something!" You shouted.

Tom was looking at you and laughing, and Harrison went over to him to ask what you were doing, even though Tom didn't know.

"I've got no idea mate, but she is really cute right now," he spoke.

You continued your little speech once everyone had quietened down and all focus was on you.

"I just want to know, now I'm happy with any toppings on my pizza, but I am not eating pineapple on pizza!" You let everyone know, and there were multiple sounds of laughter after that happened. 

You continued, "Now, everyone who does like pineapple on pizza can you put your hand up?" you asked, and a few hands lifted into the air, including Tom's.

You looked around and noticed he had his hand up and so you got down from the table and went over to him. He looked at you with a cheeky grin on his face. "Are you serious Tom?" You questioned him.

He put his hand down and moved a piece of your hair. "I'm afraid to admit babe, but pineapple on pizza is really good." 

You pushed his hand away from your face and went to whisper in his ear, "I guess I'm just gonna have to punish you tonight for thinking that," and you walked away with pride, as you could feel him eyeing you up from behind.