Only You | T.Holland

It was meant to be a surprise

Today was the last day of our three week vacation so we were making the most of it by heading into the old town and going sightseeing.

"Did you know that this street was where the first people of Mykonos got electricity." Tom spoke as he swung our hands backwards and forwards, pointing at the buildings.

"Did you actually read that? Or are you just making stuff up again to seem smart. Like the time you said wasps make mustard or when you said that people get paid to pour salt into the ocean and that's why it's salty." I laughed as we walked down the cobblestone paths.

"You have to admit, you're pretty gullible." He smirked, to which I gasped with fake offence. "But this time I'm serious, I saw it on a documentary." He spoke, matter of factly.

"You, Tom Holland, was willingly watching a documentary? Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend!" I gasped, pulling my hand from his and dramatically putting it on my chest.

"Don't be mean." He laughed, throwing his arm lazily over my shoulder and pulling me closer.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." I pouted as we stopped in front of the restaurant we were eating at for lunch. We'd been here a few times before so we were welcomed by the Greek family who owned the place.

"Ah! Mr Tom and Miss Carter!" The elderly woman cheered as we walked in. She pulled us both in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Same table?" She asked, already walking to the booth we had basically claimed as our own.

"Yes please, Tiana." Tom spoke as he placed his hand on the small of my back while we made our way through the maze of tables.

"Erik will be over soon to take your order." She smiled as she put the menus on the tables before walking away.

Tom quickly held my hand on top of the table to catch my attention. I looked up with a smile at him, waiting for him to talk.

"You know we need to talk, right?" He spoke softly. I knew exactly what he was referring to.

"I know. It's just been so nice, being in this little bubble we've created. I almost just want to keep it a secret forever." I sighed.

"The fans are already spreading that we're back together, especially with the amount of holiday pictures the paps have snapped over these three weeks." He said with a smile.

"So when do we want to officially announce our reunion to the world? Even though it's almost been three months." I laughed, reading over the menu while ran his thumb over my hand - one of my favourite habits he has.

"Well, we've got the press tour in a few months." He suggested as he looked at his own menu.

"That's too far away." I pouted. "I know! I've got a comic con event to go to in two weeks, why don't you tag along and we can go public there?" I asked as I looked up at him, to see him already looking at me with his cheesy grin.

"Sounds perfect. I haven't been to a comic con in a while. Who's going to be there?" He asked, folding his menu showing he'd decided what he wanted to order.

"Seb, Lizzie, Mackie-"

"I'm not going." He states immediately, his face showing a deadpanned expression.

"Don't be like that, you know Mackie loves you. He's just a wind up sometimes." I laughed, putting my menu to the side.

"I don't even know where the joke came from. I always thought I was nice to him." He shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Mackie likes the pick on the younger ones, he would've picked on me but, Chris - you know?" I laughed as Erik came over to us.

"Good evening, how are you guys doing?" He asked as he took out his notepad and pen.

"Great, thanks. How was the date?" Tom smirked and watched as the teenage boy blushed.

                            Me and Tom laid on the couch back at the villa in a comfortable silence as we watched Sebastian be a sleazy Upper East Sider and make every effort to break up the group.

Tom was running his right hand through my hair gently while I sat in his lap. I held his other hand in both of my own, tracing my index finger over his palm gently, interlocking our fingers and pulling them away, repeating it absent-mindedly.

Tom placed a gently kiss on the top of my head before sliding me off his lap, leaving my back cold and a pout on my face.

"Why'd you move?" I asked as I leant forward and paused the show that was playing on the laptop.

"I have to finish packing, love. We leave tomorrow." He laughed, trying to tug my hands off his own.

"Cuddle me for five more minutes, pretty please." I begged, still holding onto his hand.

"The physical appearance of the please doesn't change the fact that's what you said twenty minutes ago, and thirty-five before that." He laughed, not making any real attempt to remove his hand.

"The flights not until tomorrow afternoon, you'd have all morning to pack." I told him from my spot of the huge couch under a giant throw blanket.

"And what are we going to be doing in the morning?" He asked with his eyebrow raised.

"Sleeping until 1" I groaned, finally releasing Tom's hand.

"And what will you not want to do when you're half asleep?" He turned around with a smirk on his face.

"Pack." I sighed as I finally stood up and followed Tom around the villa, picking up items we'd thrown around through the five days we've been here.

"How the hell did my bikini end up in the shower?!" I laughed as I picked it up.

"Do you not remember? We'd been drinking that amazing Greek wine, went to the beach. Got a bit frisky but left before we got caught. You said you had sand everywhere so needed a shower, I joined you. It was a great night. Think I still have some scratches if you want proof." I heard him call from the other room.

"Oh yeah, that was a good night." I grinned to myself as I put in one of the plastic bags I'd brought with me to put some dirty clothes in.

I walked back to the bedroom to see Tom going through the suitcase.

"This is new." He mumbled as he stood up and turned to look at me. "I don't remember seeing this before." He smirked as he shook the red lingerie I'd bought at the market two days ago.

"It was meant to be a surprise!" I called as I reached forward and took it from his hands. "For your birthday." I mumbled.

"I'm sorry, love." He walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close to his body. "If it helps, I'm a great actor so I can act surprised?"he raised an eyebrow.

"That'll make me feel better." I smiled at him, kissing his lips gently. Tom tried to deepen the kiss but I pulled away.

"What are you doing?" I questioned as he looked at me in pure confusion. "We have packing to do." I smirked as I wriggled from his grip and walked to the other side of the room where my makeup was strewn across the dresser.

"Don't be a tease, Carter." He laughed as he flicked a t-shirt at me.

"Finish your packing Holland, maybe you'll get something after?" I spoke as I bent down to pick up the shirt from the floor, knowing full well that almost my entire ass was on show and it would be enough to drive him insane.

"God, Carter. The things you do to me."

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thanks for reading!!

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