Tom holland/Peter Parker imagines

a joke? -PeTeR

how could he?...

after all this time- after all this effort-.....how could he?

thoughts ran through my mind while looking at peters phone. Text after text he was flirting with liz. my best friend. text of him saying

"hey baby ;)"

"wait till she is gone ;)))))"

"i love you, liz."

made my heart break into a million pieces. i don't know who to be mad at...who to be disgusted by. i mean- Liz my BEST FRIEND....for years and years..go behind my back and talk to peter like this. plan hook ups during classes that me and peter don't have together. or when im gone and hanging with MJ or Ned..matter of fact... what if they knew? what if they are wanting to hang out so much to get me away from my apartment, so peter and Liz and hook up or sleep together. 

i felt water rush down my cheeks as if it was pouring rain in my apartment. i was shaking.  couldn't move. i couldn't breathe. i was stuck..starring at the screen and seeing my lying backstabbing boyfriend cheat on me and talk to Liz like this. was i not good enough? am i a bad person? am i not smart or pretty enough?..

there was a knock on the door but i still couldn't move. there were puddles on peters phone from the tears that had fallen off my face. i didn't say anything. there was another knock and i heard the door opened. my heart dropped. it was mj. she came in with a smile and stopped and immediately called for peter. 

peter came rushing in and knelt by me. his phone had turned off by now from me not messing with it. he stroked my thigh and put his other hand on my face to wipe my tears away. 

"baby-baby please tell me what wrong.."

all i could get out was a quiet broken..

"really?''

peter looked at me weird.

"really what baby? tell me why you are upset."

i finally got the energy to look at him. i looked him dead in the eyes.

"why?"

"baby? im lost what is wrong?"

you breathed in and closed your eyes. you grabbed his hands gently and opened it up. you set his phone in his hands and closed his fingers around it. you got up, very light headed, and opened your drawer full of sweatshirts that were peters. you took them out neatly one by on trying to keep calm. after all you still loved this boy. even though he did you dirty. that is the shitty thing about love. 

you set them on the bed where peter was and you put on your shoes that were on the floor earlier from when you went out with MJ and ned. 

you walk out the bed room door and before you could leave fully you turned around and looked at him. he was confused. 

"i was the best i could be. i'm sorry it wasn't good enough for you."

"baby...what- whats going on."

"i hope you and liz are happy."

and with that you closed the bedroom door and you walked into the living room. you saw ned and Mj on the couch and they looked nervous. like they knew.

"y/n i am so sorry that i didn't tell you i didn't want to hurt you-"

MJ said shooting up from the couch. 

"you knew?"

"im sorry.."

"Y/N WAIT!"

you turned around and saw peter with bloodshot eyes like he hasn't slept in weeks and tears soaking his face.