Tom Holland And Peter Parker Imagines

*Peter Parker* Love Letter pt.1

"Sasha can you please pass me the pencil," I muttered silently.

We were sitting next to each other in Spanish class.

She gave me a pencil and I started writing notes. She looked over my shoulder and I could sense her confusion.

"Those are not Spanish notes," she whispered to me. "What are you writing?"

"Nothing just.."

"Oh my god.. is that a love letter?"

She ripped the paper out from the book. I launched at her, but she dodged me.

"Oh my god! Is this for Peter?!" She exclaimed.

"What? No.. i-It's not!"

"Bullshit!"

"Excuse me ladies!" Our Spanish yelled at us. "Is there something you wanna share with the whole class?"

All eyes turned to us and a sudden embarrassment filled my whole body.

"No miss," Sasha said.

"Then be quite!"

Sasha rolled her eyes when our teacher turned around and made me giggle.

"Stupid cow," she muttered and gave me back the letter. "When are you gonna give it to him?" She asked.

"Umm what about never?" I said and folded the paper into a little square. "It's too embarrassing.."

"Oh stop it you! Everyone knows you two are in love with each other. The only ones who doesn't are you and Peter. It's totally stupid."

"Then I must be stupid," I said and smiled cheeky.

The bell rang and everyone got up. Sasha and I met with the boys. Ned and Tom were talking about something random.

"Hi guys," Sasha said and waved at them.

They looked up with a smile and we started talking about our classes.

"Mr. Fipmann has no chill today," Peter said and rolled his eyes. "I was like taking notes and all of a sudden he just shouted at me to put my pen down!"

Sasha grinned.

"How funny is that! (Y/N) was taking notes too," she said in a teasingly way.

"Shut the hell up," I wheezed at her.

She just giggled and the boys looked confused at us.

"Do you guys wanna hang out after school?" Ned asked. "Peter and I are totally lost on our math."

"Yuk! If it's math I don't wanna hang," Sasha said and stamped on the floor. "Why can't we just hang out around the mall like normal teenagers do when they're not in school?"

"Oh come on Sasha," Ned said and poked at her.

"Forget it. You guys are gonna have to go without me!"

"No fun," I said laughing.

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I ran into the library with my school bad hanging around my shoulder. I saw Peter sitting at a table in the corner of the room. He had all his stuff o the table and was already getting down to work.

"Hi Peter," I said as I sat down across him.

"Oh hi (Y/N)," he said. "Sorry. I have already started so hopefully you're fast enough to get ahead of me."

He gave me a cheeky smile. I just rolled my eyes with a smile and opened up my math books.

"Why is math so hard god dammit," Peter muttered and slammed his hand on the table.

"Shh Peter! Not so loud!"

He grinned. A noise from the school bag made him take out his phone. He checked it and sighed.

"What now?" I asked.

"Ned just texted me. He's not coming. He forgot he had to babysit."

"Is Ned babysitting?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah, he's surprisingly good with children. It's like he's a child himself."

"That's Ned," I said and we both started laughing.

"Can you help me with this?" He asked and pointed at his math book.

"Sure, let me just get my other things.."

I grabbed my school bag and lifted it on top of the table, but it tilted and all my stuff came out. Inclusive my letter..

"What's this?" Peter said curious and held the folded letter up.

I slowly panicked and tried to grab it from him, but he pulled back and opened it.

"No no don't!" I exclaimed. "It's not.."

"His hair. His lovely hair!" He said in a jokingly voice and smiled.

I still tried to get it out of his hands, but he pushed me away.

"His calm voice when he says my name. It makes my knees turn into butter and butterflies fills my tummy! Aww you're using the word tummy!" He said and grinned.

"Please give it back!" I said, but he didn't listen.

"And when I see him it feels like the world is going in slow motion. When he looks at me all I can think of is how much I love him. I hope that one day.."

He stopped and looked at me with those puppy brown eyes.

"That Peter knows how I feel.."

Silence filled the air and I felt how the blood in my veins turned into fire. I felt hot and dizzy.

"(Y/N) is this really.."

"No!" I exclaimed and grabbed my stuff and put them back in my school bag. "I mean.." I swung my bag over my shoulder and looked at him.

He looked surprised and he still sat with the letter in his hand. I felt the tears threaten me to run down my cheeks, but I turned my face away before he could see.

"Bye!" I said and rushed to the exit.

"Wait!" He yelled after me, but I didn't stop. I didn't stop running until I came home.

I felt like my whole world just fell apart. I raced to the bed and threw myself onto it. I sobbed for hours into my pillow while my phone kept ringing. Every time I checked it.. it was from Peter..