Tom Holland Imagines

Needy // Tom Holland

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Requested by: @higeorgieshieet

Being one to be in constant relationships where the other person wasn't trying, was nothing new to me. Always did what I thought they wanted me to do, made sure I looked pretty for them everyday, made sure food there was on the table, always texted back whenever they would text me. Most people would think it was abuse coming from the other end but, it wasn't. I was just insecure. Incredibly insecure and it took me a while to stop dating and realize my unhealthy habits. However, that was a few years ago. 3 years ago to be exact and I didn't think I needed to start dating again until my girlfriends told me otherwise.

"Seriously when was the last time you dated someone?" Mia asked me, earning looks of curiosity from my friends.

I uncomfortably shifted in my seat, "um since Max?..."

"3 years?!" Junni gasped.

"Oh my god, you say it as if it's a bad thing June!" I frowned, sitting back against my seat.

"Hunny I was all about you needing to overcome the need to always please your partner but 3 years?" Mia asked again.

I shrugged, "when I first started, the more time I spent alone I just got use to it." I said.

"Ok that's it, I'm setting you up with my friend. He's totally your type! He's such a sweetheart. You'll love him!"

I rolled my eyes, "Le-"

"Just one date." Lena interrupted me with a serious look. Seeing my friend's facial expressions and seeing how shocked they were I haven't been with anybody made me give in. One date wouldn't hurt anyone.

However that one date turned into many more and Lena's friend, Tom, was an amazing guy. I liked him. I liked him a lot and he liked me. On our fifth date he asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes. The first few weeks of our relationship was chill back until I wanted to be with him all the time.

Called him when I woke up, called him when I was on my lunch break, called him when I got home. I would even message him if I couldn't call. There would be days where he was to busy with work to let me know, and I would suddenly get this weird feeling in my chest. I started to over think, sometimes I felt lonely, sometimes I felt like I was annoying him, but then I would get reassured that he had work and he was sorry he couldn't text me, right before I go to sleep. I would feel much better and we'd call each other right away.

One day when I went over to his house and I was making dinner for us. I even cleaned his home since he always told me he was too tired to do it himself lately. When Tom came home, I greeted him and he was amazed on how his home looked bright.

"Oh babe did you this?" He asked me, wrapping one of his arm around my waist as he scanned his home.

I shrugged, "You kept saying how you never had time and I thought maybe I could help out."

"And you made dinner?" He asked, looking back at his kitchen.

"Mhm."

"I appreciate you so much, thank you darling." Tom smiled, pecking my lips. We both grabbed our plates and sat down. Tom talked to me about his day and I talked to him about mine before we sat in silence for a quick second. I didn't think much of it, I enjoyed him a lot that even sitting in silence meant a lot to me. As a long as he was with me.

"You take care of me did you know that?" Tom suddenly said. I looked up at him and he smiled, nodding.

"I've never been with someone who cares so much, you're so passionate, my mum even told me she's feel like a weight has been taking off of her a little because she knows I have you. You check up on me day and night, send me cute messages every chance you get when I'm suppose to be doing that. Feels nice."

Hearing Tom tell me all the things I did, hit me like a brick. I felt like I finally woke up from a haze. I gently placed my fork down and could feel tears make there way into my eyes. I sniffled a little and it made Tom look up at me.

"Darling why are you crying? Are you ok? Was it something I said?" He asked me as he rushed to my side. He gently cupped my hand and I slightly sobbed.

Bad habits that I tried to break, came back faster then when I tried to get rid of.

"I'm so needy," I told him, shaking my head. "I feel like I'm suffocating you."

"What? No baby you're not, where is this coming from?"

I looked at him, "before you, did you know I haven't dated for 3 years? I stopped dating because all my ex-boyfriend's told me I was too needy, too clingy because I was the only one trying in the relationship. I push you away when I'm sad but then reel you back in. I wish I was lying about all my ex's calling me needy but I can't. I thought I changed but I just ended up being the same and now I feel like a weirdo."

"Baby," Tom cooed, scooting closer to me. "You just want to be loved and that's ok." He explained, holding my hand a little more tighter. "You're not needy, you are not suffocating me. I love the attention you give me, I'm fucking lucky to have you. Many people don't have such a sweet person like you in there lives. You care for others, good with others, you're amazing. I love knowing that you want me, makes me feel good. If I'm gonna be honest here, I feel like I'm the needy one. Always wanting you're attention. Do you know how many times I've ran to my phone to see if you called me or texted me? I would slightly die on days when you didn't. It's ok to love more then you should, you're incredible."

I squeezed Tom's hand and slightly wiped the tears on my face but they were just replaced by new ones, "it feels really good to hear you say that." I softly said.

Tom smiled and pushed my hair back a bit, "come on love, let's go get some rest. Could really use some cuddles right now."

"Ok but you be the big spoon this time."

"Ok deal."

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Low key cringed bc I felt like a 12 year old was writing this lol but I tried making it relate to the song.