Tom Holland And Peter Parker Imagines

*Peter Parker* Men's Locker Room

I walked with Peter to PE class. We were both late and we could see everyone already had start running.

"Maybe we can sneak into the crowd and pretend we were here the whole time?" I asked.

"Yeah good idea!" Peter said.

We ran in a big loop around our coach and joined Ned and Sasha who was behind everyone.

"Where have you guys been?" Ned asked out of breath.

"Peter and I couldn't find our clothes!" I groaned. "Anyway, did the coach notice?"

"No, but even I He did he wouldn't give a shit," Sasha said. "God it's hard.."

"You're totally not in shape," Ned said laughing.

"You should be the one to talk," Sasha said irritated.

"MORE RUNNING, LESS TALKING!" We heard the coach scream from behind.

Then he blew in his whistle.

"I'm gonna die," I said exhausted.

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God dammit.." I sighed. "I can't believe he made us run three whole times around the fields!"

Sasha just shook her head as she slipped er shoes on.

"Hey can you wait?" I asked her. "I was still wet from the showers. I was so slow. We were the only two girls left in the locker room because of that.

"Sure," She said. "Just hurry the fuck up. I'm gonna miss my bus."

"Yeah yeah.." I said and opened my bag with my clothes.

My heart dropped.

"No!" I screamed and looked down in bag. "No way!"

She looked confused at me.

"What is it?"

"Oh my god you gotta he kidding me.."

"(Y/N) what is it?"

"TOM AND I SWITCHED CLOTHES!"

Sasha burst out laughing landing on the floor hitting the floor over and over again with her hand.

"Oh my god!" She screamed. "I can't believe you did that!"

"It's not funny! How can I get my own clothes back now!"

She screamed of laughter and then got up, drying a tear away from her cheek with her finger.

"Anyway, you gotta figure this out yourself. I have to go."

"What?!" I said. "You can't just leave me!"

"Sorry hon," she said and grabbed her stuff. "But the buss won't wait for me."

"Don't you dare!" I yelled at her, but she opened the door, sent me a piece sign with her fingers and left.

Idiot.

I looked down at myself. I still had a towel around me. God dammit! I walked over to the door and looked outside. No one was in the hallway. I took the chance.

I grabbed the bag and speeded over to the boys locker room door on the other side and walked in. No sounds. Peter has taken off, but how? With my clothes?

"Well hello there."

I gasped and turned around to see Peter holding a bag. He had nothing on except a towel around his waist. I felt my heart start beating even faster and my cheeks immediately turned red.

"I-I Umm.. I think we switched bags," I said, trying not to look at his perfect body and muscular biceps.

I felt embarrassed. Standing there in only a towel. And him standing there.. also only in a towel.

"You don't say," he chuckled and walked towards me. "Even tho I figured out it wasn't mine, I couldn't resist but trying your thong."

"Are you fucking serious?" I said giggling.

"Yeah.. but I don't think laces works for me."

I giggled again. He stopped up in front of me and I immediately felt hot. He was hot! I looked up and saw how his wet hair was all curled and how the water ran down his perfect face to his perfect body.. he was fucking perfect!

"So are you gonna give me my clothes?" He asked with a grin.

I woke up from my trance and giggled nervously and handed him the bag. He gave me a cheeky smirk and raised one of his eyebrows.

"You seem distracted," he said.

Oh gulp.

"W-What? Noo!" I said and laughed again in a nervous tone. "What do you mean?"

He grinned and took a step forward, forcing me to step backwards till I hit the door. He grinned.

"You seem off today," he said and leaned his head towards mine. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Ye-Yeah! Why wouldn't I be?"

He bit his bottom lip while he looked thirsty at me. I grabbed around my towel and made sure it wouldn't fall off my naked body.

"Are you uncomfortable around me?" He said and placed his hands on the door so my head was in between them.

"No! Of course not, we're besties.."

"Are you nervous around me?" He then asked me and leaned closer.

"No.." I almost whispered.

My knees were shaking and my heart was beating so fast and hard, I thought it was gonna jump out of my chest.

"Well then.." he said and came closer. Now I could feel his breath from his nose against my lips. "Are you.. horny around me?"

That question made my whole world go in slow motion. Was he playing me? Was Ned hiding behind a locker and was ready to jump out and yell 'surprise!'. I looked around and then back at Peter. He didn't move a muscle.

"Pe-Peter," I said.

This set a lot of emotions running through my mind. I always had a little crush on Peter, but not that it could ruin our friendship. Or.. did I want to ruin our friendship and maybe start a.. relationship?

I opened my mouth, but suddenly Peter started laughing slightly and pulled slowly back. I looked confused at him.

"I'm sorry (Y/N). I didn't mean to creep you out. He said and grabbed his bag. "I was just messing with you."

What the hell?!

I grabbed my bag. He watched in confusion as I angrily stepped towards the door.

"Go to hell jerk!" I shouted and stormed out of the door and over to the girls locker room.

Why the hell did he do that to me? Was I just a joke to him? Or did he just say that to save himself? I didn't get anything.

And the worst part was.. Peter had just filled me with emotions I didn't even know I had.. until now..