Tom Holland Imagines

Perfect - Tom Holland

~A/n: Hello, Loves! I know it has been long since I've posted and I am really sorry about that so here is a new imagine! I hope you like it <3 ~

I looked into the mirror and smiled at my appearance. I loved this dress it was a tight red swing dress with white polka-dots. The upper half was a halter top, and it wrapped around my neck in a bow. I had blood red lipstick on, and my hair fell in waves along my face. I felt pretty good with how I looked. Taking one last look in the mirror, I started down the stairs were my boyfriend Tom was waiting for me. He said he was taking me somewhere special and I couldn't wait to see what it was. I ran down the stairs, my heart racing and spotted Tom sitting on the couch. The moment he heard me he shot up and turned around, frozen. His mouth dropped open when he saw me. I blushed hard and looked at my feet, hoping he wouldn't notice.

"You look so... stunning." Tom finally was able to say. I walked toward him and gave him a big hug.

"So do you, handsome." I smiled, looking him up and down. His eyes crinkled in a big smile and he took my hand leading me to his car.

The whole car ride he told me about this secret place and all the memories he had there as a child. He said he discovered it when he was 10 and never showed anyone it until now. I felt so honored, and it made me so happy that he'd bring me to his sacred place.

He pulls up, and he leads me down a dirt path, covering my eyes, so I don't peak.

"Can I look yet?" I ask.

"Nope...just a couple more steps." He answers. I giggle in response. He suddenly stops, and I feel his face come close to my ear.

"Are you ready, my love?" He softly whispers in my ear. Shivers go down my spine. Ugh, I loved it when he called me that.

"Yes." I answer, smiling. He slowly takes his hands off my eyes, and I see a huge oak tree next to a river. Lights were covering the branches of the tree and a table for two underneath. An elegant candle was lit on the table, and a trail of rose petals went up to it. I gasped at the sight.

"Tom, it's beautiful! I say and turn to see him blushing a little.

"Are you sure you like it?" He asks, and I see that he is nervous.

"Tom please don't be nervous, I absolutely love it." I say and stand on my tippy-toes to kiss his cheek. His worried expression fades away into a smile, and he takes my hand, leading me to the table under the glowing oak tree. We sit down, and Tom makes a motion with his hand. I look at him confused.

"Tom, what are you waving at?" I ask, giggling. He only smiles at me and looks behind me. I turn around to see Haz, Harry and Sam walking out with pasta, breadsticks and red wine. I cover my mouth and look back at Tom.

"Tom, what? What is all this??" I gasp.

"For you my dear." He winks. I can't believe the effort Tom went for me. They walk up to us and place the food in front of us, while Sam pours our wine. I am gazing at Tom the whole time, hoping this night would never end.

"Enjoy your meal." They say. I mutter a thank you. Haz walks over to us and puts his arms on the table saying something to Tom but then loses his balance, knocking the huge plate of spaghetti onto my lap. Both of their faces broke into a huge, "Oooooooo, Noooo!" Type of expression. Haz puts his hands out saying he was so very sorry and I say it is no big deal.

"Haz just get out of here! You ruined everything!" Tom lashes in anger.

"Tom, Tom it is fine." I say trying to calm him down.

"Oh, crap crap crap!" Tom says and tries to clean the sauce off my dress.

"Tom, it really is no bother." I say, but he keeps trying to scrub at my dress, only making it worse. He stops and sighs.

"I'm so, so sorry. I just wanted this night to be perfect, and I've just gone and ruined it." He says, and I can see he really means it. I take his hand and kiss it, then look into his eyes.

"It is perfect." I say with a smile.

"You're just saying that, Y/n." He frowns. I can't believe how worked up he's getting about pasta.

"Tom . . .this night has been perfect, and I wouldn't change a thing about it." I say and he looks to the ground, furrowing his eyebrows. My heart breaks a little.

"But your dress is probably ruined now." He sighs.

"My dress is replaceable; you're not."

His eyes dart up at my words, and a small smile spreads across his lips. I see him take a deep breath, still staring deep in my eyes until he grabs my face with his hands, bringing me in for a kiss. I'm taken aback by his gesture, but I don't pull away. This was the first time we had kissed, and I had never felt those fireworks stronger than they do now. I feel him pull me over to him and I wrap my legs around his waist. I pull on his hair deepening the kiss, and I feel his lips curve into a smile. We sit there kissing for what felt like forever until I hear someone clear their throat. I break the kiss looking for the voice and Tom groans. It was Haz standing there with the biggest smile.

"I guess I didn't ruin the night then." He says crossing his arms, laughing. I look over at Tom and see he is very embarrassed. I giggle at how cute he is.

"That's...uh...great that you noticed, Haz." Tom says, red in the face.

"Mate, you both got red lipstick all over your mouth." Haz says still laughing. Tom waves at him to leave and Haz does. Tom looks back at me laughing at the lipstick all over us, and I do too.

"Here, let me help." Tom says and uses his thumb to wipe the lip-gloss of my face painfully slow. His thumb is hovering over my lips, and I look up to see him biting his lower lip. Phew, he looked good when he did that.

"I better take you home, darling." He whispers and I nod smiling.