Roommates | Tom Holland

C h a p t e r | t h r e e

Song for this chapter:

Imagine - Ariana grande

"Imagine a world like that"
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When we got back to home after spending half the day talking to each other and getting to know each other, there was an unexpected visit from some family. When we walked in the house to 2 boys sitting on the sofa. By Harrison and Tom's reactions they obviously weren't a threat.

"Aye Tom could you tell us how to use the tv?" The one with the bigger hair shouted from the sofa, giving Tom a teethy grin.

"Harry!" Tom shouted running up to him and giving him a big hug.

"Hey, what about me?" The other one said getting up from the sofa and holding out his hands.

"Sam!" He says running and giving him a hug.

"Why are you guys back? And more importantly how did you get into my house?" Tom laughs.

"Well Harrison gave us a spare key earlier today and we finished the holiday earlier then expected" Harry said.

"I cannot believe this." Tom chuckled bringing them both into another hug.

"Oh! By the way this is Maisie, she's our new roommate" he says pulling away from them and ushering his hand to me, I curtsy and laugh.

"And she's single" Harrison says under his breath just loud enough to hear.

"Hey!" I say pushing his shoulder and shooting him an embarrassed glare. Brushing him off I say hi to the brothers and go back to standing in the corner.

"WAIT! This deserves a night out. Get ready to have a good time because this is happening and we're all going."

"I mean why not." Sam laughs

"I'm in" Harry says with a grin.

"Same" Harrison says giving a little nod in Harry's direction. Everyone turns to face me with their eyes wide open.

"I don't want to interrupt, you seem to have a whole thing going on here." I shrug

"Don't be stupid" Tom laughs coming and wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"You're coming and you're going to have a good first proper night in London." He smiles down at me.

"Okay, but when is this happening? because I need a good amount of time to prepare." I ask.

"Well it's 4pm now so I'll say in about 3 hours, which should be enough time for you to get ready" He looks at the guys and then back to me.

"Oh trust me Tom, I don't take that long to get ready. I meant get ready mentally because it's going to take myself a little while to amp myself up for this." I laugh and brush his arm off my shoulder.

"Alright then it's settled, we are going out tonight. Harry and Sam you can borrow something of mine if you want since you do it anyway. But I'll make some quick snacks or something now, and there's drinks in the fridge." He says like he's talking to a team before a game. He runs off to the kitchen leaving the rest of us stood in a weird shaped circle. I start running and everyone follows me up the stairs, splitting our separate ways when we get up there. I run straight into the bathroom to take a shower, I grab my speaker quickly from my room and run back into the bathroom blasting music. I sing loudly into the air and pretending I was in a music video.

"Can you IMAGINE a world like that" I belt into the shampoo bottle.

"We go like up 'til I'm 'sleep on your chest. Love how my face fits so good in your neck why can't you..." I hear a small sound coming from outside the door and stop singing.

"IMAGINE A WORLD LIKE THAT" I hear someone sing. I laugh to myself and sing along.

"IMAGINE A WORLD LIKE THAT." We sing together.

When I finish my shower I poke my head out the door and yell.

"Who was just singing?"

"Tom was" Harry yells

"Oh shut up" I hear him say. I giggle to myself.

"You're good." I laugh back.

"As are you." He yells.

After getting changed and having a couple pre drinks we were all ready to go out to the club. When we get there I'm already a little tipsy, just like I'm light on my feet. As soon as we walk into the club the boys run up to the bar and grab another drink leaving me in the middle of the dance floor. I start to dance around a little bit until a hand taps my shoulder. Tom hands me a drink and laughs when he sees me dancing. I pluck the drink from his hands and start dancing around weirder, flapping my arms around and twisting my waist earning a couple laughs from Tom.

"You look like you're having a fit." He says leaning forwards and laughing in my ear. I just shrug and laugh, flapping my arms around harder. He just laughs at me and eventually the rest of the guys come and join us. We dance around the floor, grabbing drink after drink, laughing at each other and like Tom said 'having a good time'. I may have had a little too much to drink because I'm stumbling around the dance floor trying to keep myself standing upright. Just as I'm about to fall over I feel a hand snake around my waist and I'm pulled to someone's side. I look up to see a very blurry Tom looking trying not to laugh.

"Hey it's not funny" I say poking his face.

"It is a little." He says still trying to keep his laughter in. When the song ends I disconnect his arm from around my waist until I hear it start to play.

"Omg no way" I say wrapping one arm around Tom's neck. As imagine plays (the song they were singing before) we both sing along and when it gets to the chorus we both raise our drinks and scream it at the top of our lungs. Swaying along and screaming the words together, I actually felt happy. I didn't feel like I was being judged because I knew we were both having a good time. Half the reason I wasn't stressing out about being judged was because I was drunk but I know that it was also because he was doing the exact same thing, with me.

I turn my head to Tom to see he's already looking at me, or slightly above me I can't exactly focus my eyes at this point of drunkness.

"Are you looking at me?" I ask sloppily.

"No I was looking slightly above you." He says looking confused.

I knew it.

"I'm kidding, yeah I was looking at you." He laughs. It takes me a minute before I start to laugh, still being a little tipsy from the drinks.

"Why?" I ask leaning in closer to his face to make it easier to hear his reply.

"You're funny." He smiles down to me.

"And also very drunk." He starts to laugh. I give him a nod whilst falling at the same time. He catches me and once again pulls me to his side.

"It's probably best we get you home." He laughs at me trying to stay on my feet.

"Nooooo! I don't want to make you go home, tonight was meant to be your night with the boys and if you take me home then I've ruined it." I say with a pout.

"It's fine, trust me." The corners of his lips twisting up in a smile.

"Wait! I have an idea! Get the boys and tell them that we're going home and I have a game to play!!!!!" I say with my eyes wide open.

"Well if I sit you down will you stay there until I come get you?" He asks.

"I promise" I say holding out my pinky. He wraps his little finger around mine before sitting me down and going to look for the boys.