Tom Holland Imagines

Marriage Auditions pt. 2 T:H

A/N: Ok so this part is up. Umm, I don't know what else to say... mk have fun reading!

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          As I was standing up there, I saw all the devastated looks on the girls' faces in the crowd. They all groaned and walked away, eyes targeted on the grass. "Oh, wow, I must be so amazing to be up here," one of the girls say as she does a hair flip. At the corner of my eye, I see Tom frown and roll his eyes. I quickly looked away so that Tom wouldn't catch my attention. "What do you mean?! I'm the prettiest girl here! You guys are just average-ish, and that girl," she says pointing at me, "is so below average." The girls just laughed together and I stood there, not caring about a single word they said. I was still contemplating on how I made it here. When I snapped back to reality, I saw that everyone, except my mom, had gone. "Where is everybody?" I asked, unconcerned. "They all went inside to get ready for the night activity," my mom said, peacefully. I shrugged my shoulders and followed my mom into the mansion. I saw all the girls walk into a room and their parents left. I looked back at my mom, but she wasn't there. She had left me, I thought. I was getting worried until I felt a warm hand comforting my shoulder. I turned around to see who was there. I saw it was that Tom guy. His smile lit up the room, his eyes glistening with fireworks. 

           "Are you alright," Tom asked. "Y-yeah..." I replied. "There are no more single rooms for you to stay in, but you can stay in my room with me," he suggested. I felt my cheeks warm up. I jerked my head down to look at the smokey gray wooden floorboards, avoiding his eye contact. His other hand trailed up to my chin, his finger gently pushing my face to his. I felt his warm breath crawled on my skin, making my breath hitch. I continued to avoid eye contact, until he pulled me in so close, our bodies were almost touching. I looked right in his eyes shocked. I broke our stare and told him that I'll just stay in the room with that window I escaped from. He grabbed onto my waist, not letting me out of his grip. I tried to wiggle out, but his grip had only tightened even more. I continuously tried to find away out of his grip, but he would only keep tightening his grip. Finally, at one point, I gave up trying because his grip was so tight, I was wincing every second. Tom had seen me wincing, so he loosened his grip on me, still not letting me go. 

             "Don't try and escape," he whispered into my ear. "Come stay with me in my room. My parents said I could choose whoever I wanted to sleep with," Tom purred into my ear. A shiver went down my spine, and my cheeks turned bright pink. "Fine. I'll go," I said vulnerably. He dragged me into his room, revealing a clean, grey themed bedroom. He had a balcony that could view anything. I felt his hands on my waist and threw me onto the bed. I reacted by flailing my arms and quietly squealing. Tom chuckled and I scolded him, "Thomas Stanley Holland," I might have done a bit of research on him, "what was that for?!" He snickered, "How do you know my full name, huh Y/n y/m/n y/l/n?" "Hmph. Whatever," I retorted. He jumped into bed with me, and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me in until we were touching. I was shocked at his actions and tried to pull away, but he said, "Relax." So I did.

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                  TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: What?! You thought I was gonna end it in part 2... BUT NOPE! Part 3 coming later because I'm having an actual writers block on this. YAY... *sarcastic*