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The sun was starting to rise, the sky looked like beautiful cotton candy with a mix of blue and pink. You stood next to your window, rubbing your neck to try and wake yourself up. You put on your robe and walked to your best friend Tom's room, to see if he was still sleeping.
You knock on the door but there was no answer. You figured that he was still sleeping so you quietly open the door to see that he wasn't in his bed. Walking towards the bed, you pick up a little note that he left you.
'Hey y/n, I had to leave early today to film some last minute scenes. I'll see you in the afternoon'
- Xoxo, Tommy
You smile as you put the note in your pocket, leaving his room to make some breakfast.
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It was currently 2 pm and you were laying on the couch, just in your own thoughts. It was pouring outside so you had no intentions of going out today, and you were just waiting for Tom to come home.
You texted him asking what he wanted for lunch but there was no response, you just assumed he was still filming.
After waiting a half an hour longer, you scream in absolute boredom.
"I'm hungry"
You slowly get up and walk to the kitchen to make so empanadas and yellow rice. While waiting for the rice to boil, you see Tom, drenched in front of the door. His hair was covering his face and he was shivering uncontrollably.
You run to the closet to take out a blanket, running to him and wrapping it around him.
"What happened to you?" You said chuckling
He didn't respond, but he was still shaking and his breathing became shortened.
You take him to the couch and his shortness of breath was getting louder and heavier.
"Tom, what's wrong?"
"I can't d-do this a-anymore y/n help me," He says shaking
"Just breathe and tell me what's wrong"
At this point, Tom was bawling his eyes out. You've never seen him like this before and it was deeply concerning. Tom was always the one to make you smile when you're down, now it's him and honestly, you have no idea on what to do.
"T-This is too much to handle. The p-past two weeks I've had a-absolutely ZERO free time. I miss b-being home with you, I-I miss my family at home, I miss Tessa"
He puts his head in between his knees and continues to sob. You rub his back, letting him calm down.
"I wish we could switch places," You said "And... I'm sorry for what you have to go through. Being a movie star evidently has its dark side. Although things are rough for you, I want to let you know that you're not alone. Not only do you have your amazing best friends, but you have a loving and wonderful family, who is always by your side, and are only a phone call away. Can't forget how much your fans love you, your cast mates, everyone! Seeing you like this breaks my heart, you deserve to be happy mate"
Tom looks up at you and you move the hair out of his face, his eyes are bloodshot red. He sends you a small smile.
"How did I get such an amazing best friend like you?"
"The real question is, how did I get such a strong, hardworking, loveable best friend like you?"
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Tom Holland Interracial Imagines
Fanfictionare you a Tom Holland fan? As you should be! Here are some imagines and preferences :)) They're for everyone of course, but a special shoutout to my people of colour! {REQUESTS ARE OPEN}