Cat Calling

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writer's note: this one is a little short but I hope you enjoy! :)

word count: 804

You had just came out of the club from a girl's night out. Two of your girlfriends took an uber home, but you weren't plastered drunk, so you decided just to walk home because the club was only three blocks away from your apartment.

You lived in an okay neighbourhood. At night, it could be a little sketchy but, you have lived in the same apartment for five years. You thought you knew everyone.

Well, that was a huge mistake.

About a block and a half down, you were stumbling past a dark alley.

"Aye yo ma!" A man screamed, "What is your fine ass doing walking alone?"

You ignore the strange man and continue to stumble home. He comes out of the alleyway and starts walking alongside with you.

"You didn't hear me shawty?"

"I uh guess I didn't," You say rolling your eyes at him.

"You know I don't take no for an answer"

"No w-was not my response," You say even more annoyed. 

You start to walk faster and eventually, it turned into sprinting. You threw your heels into the street and start running bare feet. He catches up to you and grabs your arm.

"I wanna show you a good time. You look too good not to have somebody...pleasing you...catering to your needs..."

"The last person I would want that from is you. A body shaped like E.T. and an eye so lazy, I can't tell whether you're looking at me or you're trying to find me" You spat out at him. 

He threw you on the ground and took out a pocket knife from his back pocket.

Little did he know that you were the wrong one to fuck with.

You quickly grab the pepper spray in your purse and you proceeded to spray in his eyes.

"You fucking whore!" He screamed "Fucking whore!"

You kick him in the groin and pick up your purse and start to Usain Bolt! Still a little drunk, you didn't have a clear vision of what was in front of you and everything was getting blurry.

You hear a car honking beside you.

"Get in!" You hear a male voice yell

"I don't talk to strangers!" You slurred out

Why are you becoming less sober!? You thought to yourself

"Darling get in the car please," The man says a little more frustrated. "I want you to be safe"

"No!"

Suddenly, you feel a strong pair of arms wrapped around your arm to give you support. 

"Hey, I missed you!" You say to the unknown man.

He just smiles and continues to walk with you, the car following 

Finally, you reached your house. You unhook your arm from his arm, and you attempt to go up the stairs by your lonesome. 

"Fuck" You whispered to yourself "They put my house on a mountain"

"Let me help you please" The unknown man pleaded.

He helped you up and took you to your front door. You slowly take out your keys and open your door. He walks you in and you lay down on the couch.

"I don't feel so good," You said

The unknown man scurried around your apartment to look for a garbage can. He knew you were about to throw up. He ran to the kitchen, picked up the garbage can, and put it right under you.

You let loose.

He rubbed your back as you start to throw up in the trash can. After finishing, you kept your head in the can.

"Thanks. Whoever you are. Usually, when strangers are in my house, I wouldn't be so drunk and I would kick your ass" You smile

"You're welcome love. My name is Tom, Tom Holland"

You lifted your head up from the trash can "You mean Spider-Man Tom Holland?"

"Yes that is correct" He smiled

"Wow uh thanks," You say clearing your throat "Now I have proof that celebrities can be really nice people"

"You're pretty," Tom says

"Are you sure you're not drunk as well? I look like an absolute mess" You chuckled.

"That doesn't matter to me!" He smiled "How about I take you out for some coffee in the morning, we can get to know each other a little more?"

"That sounds great," You say smiling

The car honks a couple of times, making your head pound. You groan and lay back on the couch. 

"That's my ride," Tom says, "I wrote down my number on the napkin, call me when you get up and I'll pick you up"

"No problem...My name is y/n by the way," You said

Tom kissed your forehead and started to walk out the door.

"See you tomorrow, y/n" And he then closed the door.

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Is this a little rushed? Maybe. I actually really dig this imagine but I hope I don't have many grammar mistakes. Enjoy! :)

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