The one and only (Tom Holland - new version)

Chapter 9

*Olive's POV*

A couple of days passed by, and I hadn't seen Tom once since I left him in the kitchen at his place. Had I thought about him? Yes, consistently. Did I regret my decision? I had no idea. The rest of the gang were visiting him today on the set of Far From Home and tried to convince me to go as well. I didn't really want to go, especially considering Zendaya would be there. Three days ago, she was an absolute queen... Now, not so much. In the end, I didn't have a choice and found myself being dragged along.

As we drove into the parking lot, Tom was arguing with someone. Zendaya.

"So what? I may have cheated on you, but you didn't care anyway, so what's the problem?" She replied annoyed to whatever Tom had previously said.

"How can you say it like that? Of course, I cared! You made me look like a fool and I actually thought we had something going on. I guess not," Tom looked like he was about to explode. "No worries though... I've been over you for quite some time now and I've found someone else. Someone who's amazing, kind, beautiful and just overall an incredible person."

I couldn't figure out if he actually was calm or if it was because he was second away from losing his temper. Someone walked up to them and put an arm around Zendaya. Jacob Batalon. Damn.

"What's happening?" He asked and looked between the arguing couple.

"Him? Really?" Tom pointed at Jacob with a disgusted look. "And here I thought we were good mates," he blamed Jacob, clearly hurt.

Zendaya ignored him and was more interested in, well, me.

"You found someone else?" Zendaya huffed with her arms crossed. Tom nodded and looked proud. Then he saw me. His entire face lit up until it suddenly dropped.

"Is that the lucky lady?" I heard Jacob ask. Tom didn't answer him. Instead, he ran to greet me.

"Darling, please forgive me. I beg of you. These last couple of days have been a torment and I miss you so much," he was talking so fast I almost couldn't make out the words he was throwing at me. "I know I've already let you down once, but I promise that was the first and last time it'll ever happen. I am here for you, Olive. Let me love and support you, let me make every day the best, let me call you mine for I am yours." Tom placed his forehead against mine and put his warm hand on my cheek.

"Please, Olive," he begged as his beautiful coffee brown eyes met mine. My heart took over and completely ignored my brain. Our lips finally touched again. A feeling I had been yearning for since I first saw him. The sensation almost making me lose my footing. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close. God, his grip made me mad, and my hands found their way to his hair as he started kissing my jaw and neck.

"Get a room," someone, Harrison, said beside us. We snapped out of our bubble and returned to reality. We were surrounded by literally everyone. Great. Tom hugged me from behind as people started asking weird questions.

"I thought you were with Zendaya," someone said, while another asked if, "We were officially a couple yet?". God, I hate people. Especially curious people. Why can't they just mind their own business?

"It would be an honour to call you my girlfriend," Tom whispered in my ear. "Will you be my girlfriend, Olive?" He asked as he turned me around, so we were facing each other. A smile spread across my face.

"I suppose we might as well give it a try," I hugged him tight and mentally face-palmed myself for letting myself forgive Tom so soon. But what harm could it do?

"Hey Olive, I'm Zendaya and this is Jacob," Tom's ex introduced herself and stuck out her hand for me to shake. First, I looked at it until I finally decided to shake it.

"I'm glad Tom finally found someone he's actually in love with," she added with a small smile. I couldn't help but blush and look up at Tom. He was smiling as well. My favourite smile.

Somehow, we ended up inviting Zendaya and Jacob over for dinner and it made absolutely no idea. It went surprisingly well, and everyone got along for once. At some point, Tom went to get something in the fridge, and I had never heard a male scream that loud before. We all rushed to the kitchen and found Tom on the floor. The thoughts that went through my mind were too brutal to ever let anyone know about. What had happened? Was my darling okay? I sat down beside him and checked his airways, breathing and circulation. Everything was as it should be, so he probably just fainted.

"I found the source," Harrison said after a few minutes. I looked up and saw Harrison point a finger at me. Not his. A finger that had been cut off. "It's not real, but it looks quite real to say the least," he added and placed the fake finger on the counter. Apparently, someone had put it in the fridge to scare one of us, but who?

Sam and Harrison brought Tom to his room and made sure he was lying comfortably before leaving me alone with him. I've never been patient and quickly started trying to wake him up.

"Tom, my love. Wake up, please. The finger wasn't real, it's a toy," I said out loud and gently shook his shoulders. It took a few more tried before his eyes slowly opened. "Welcome back," I chuckled.

"What happened?" He asked as he touched his head and winced.

"You saw a fake finger with a bit of fake blood on it and fainted," I told him and laughed a bit. I gave him a few pills for the headache he probably had after his fall. He gladly accepted them and downed them with a sip of water.

"If your headache gets worse then you need to see a doctor, because we can't have you running around with a concussion," I said as I tucked him in and placed a kiss on his cheek. He nodded and motioned for me lie down next to him, which I never would say no to.

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