"You had it coming" (Tom Holland x reader)

~ Prolouge ~

- your pov -

Where am I?

Ouch my head aches!

I slowly open my eyes - even that hurts like crazy - and everything is blurry. Seconds later I see myself laying in a bed. It's completely white and looks way to familiar, like a hospital bed - oh no!

Looking around more everything is so white and clean. There's a big window next to me and obviously it's middle off night. I'm alone in my room there's just another empty bed next to me.

What happened?

I'm trying to replay any memory, but my head kinda feels like a mashed potato. It feels like there's nothing in there, but not that normal nothing. It's more like really nothing at all. No feelings. No memory.  No nothing! Like somebody just opened my head and ripped my brain out.

I'm in a hospital that's a fact!

But why?

Suddenly the door opens. I flinch as a boy with curly brown hair and brown dark eyes enters the room panicked. When he sees me his eyes widen. I think I've never seen him before still my eyes widen too. He nearly gave me a heart attack.

- Tom's pov -

As soon as the doctors told me she was awake I ran to her room panicked. When I entered she flinched and looked at me in concern. At the sight of her all the memories come back. Seeing her like this gives me thrills. Her eyes widen as if I just gave her a heart attack.

"(Y/n)" I whisper out her name and immediately walk over to the bed.

She looks so fucking confused as if she didn't even recognize her own name.

"Excuse me, but do I know you?"

What?! I immediately stop. That can't be... The doctors mentioned that she might have lost some memories - SOME- but that she won't even remember me...

It hurts so much I bite my lip trying my  hardest not to break down crying.

"I'm extremely sorry!" she mumbles a bit shocked but still confused. So innocent. If she only knew. This is all so fucking messed up!

"No it's...it's not your fault. Non of this ever was your fault!" I'm starting to get very angry. At myself for letting this happen...

As I look at her I see that she has no clue what I'm talking about, which even breaks my heart more.

-your pov-

What the hell is he taking about. He looks so angry and broken and I don't even know why.

But I wanna know why...I need to know why!

I give him a signal to sit down on my bed and so he does still looking at me with wet eyes. A few seconds go by before I finally ask the one question witch is burning in my head right now.

"What happened?"

He breathes out heavily starting out of the window than looking back at me rubbing his temple. It seems like this is really hard for him, but why?

I don't know him or do I?

After what felt like hours he than responded quietly "I knew you would be asking this but it's a long story. It's a fucked up story...FUCK!"

What? This all doesn't make sence or does it? I'm so fucking confused my head starts burning even more. Who is that guy coming into my what I suggest is a hospital room knowing me but I don't know him and then he can't even tell me why I am even here?

Not that my head would feel any better but though there's one last simple question I just need to know...

"Who are you?" I ask looking him straight in the eyes. He shuts them and drives his hands though his hair like crazy before opening his eyes again, quietly mumbling

"I'm your boyfriend!"

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@tomholland are you a beaver cause dammmmnnn!!!

A/n: Well hello there! I know no one reads this usually but I still need to say a few things:

I'm trying my first official fan fiction and I really don't know if what I wrote down there is good or bad or even worse than I thought. So I would love if you give me a little feedback

and also about mistakes in the language I would love to know bc I'm from Germany and I try my best at English so yeah...

thanks for reading I think and stay tuned!❤

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