Ignite to the Shattered Pieces (Tom Holland fanfic)

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

(Third Person Point of View)

"Tom is that... what I think it is?" Zendaya's voice increases pitch of excitement.

Tom hides the small jewelry box behind him.

"It's nothing." He says sternly.

"Sure." She winks and heads to bed with a huge smile.

The next morning, he overhears Zendaya's conversation with her mother on the phone in the living room. He hides behind his bedroom door to peer in.

"Mom, I seriously think it's an engagement ring! No, I'm not an idiot!" Zendaya laughs hysterically and then lowers her voice. "I think he's going to propose to me...but I'm not all the way sure when! He was talking to Harrison on the phone...I think they may be planning something!"

Tom closes his eyes and lightly bangs his head on the side of the door thinking how was he ever going to explain himself?

"Yes mom!" Zendaya exclaims. "I really think he's the one... I mean he obviously think I am for him!"

Tom closes his mouth, feeling more pathetic than ever. He had to stop this.

He had to stop this QUICK.

"Z," he approaches her with a stressful expression. "We need to talk-"

"We'll talk later babe!" She kisses him and hangs up the phone. "You need to get ready for the Golden Globes tonight silly! I'm already like 20 minutes late in meeting up with my glam squad!"

"Golden Globes?" Tom scratches his head. Now how could he have possibly forgotten about it? He knew if Dalena stayed longer it would have been her last day staying there. But he didn't think he would forget to attend an entire prestigious ceremony though. He remembers that his best friend and two brothers were stopping by at LA today and wondered if they knew about the ceremony as well.

"Looks like you've been so caught up with Dalena in town that you completely forgot that you had the Golden Globes to attend to." Harrison comments as Tom picks them up from the airport before he gets ready.

"I suppose so." Tom grins, helping out with the luggage to be placed inside the car.

"So we brought our suits too." Harry winks.

"I didn't invite you." Tom teases.

"Well you don't need to." Sam states. "We're just your automatic entourage."

"Fuck off." Tom laughs, as he starts the engine in his car.

"So you told Zendaya yet that the ring was originally for Dalena?" Harrison mentions.

"I was going to bloody tell her." Tom rolls his eyes. "But she said she was running late to meeting her stupid glam squad."

"Still can't believe you never told me or either of us about the ring!" Harrison exclaims with a bit of a hurtful tone.

"It was supposed to be a surprise-"

"For everyone?" Harrison furrows his eyebrows. "Tom when are you going to logically decide things? Oh right, you only do so when everyone gets bloody hurt!"

"Can you shut up for just a second mate?" Tom clenches his jaw. "Are you trying to find an excuse to let me kick you guys out of the ceremony this evening?"

"So when ARE you going to tell Zendaya?" Harry genuinely asks, ignoring his brother's threat.

"As soon as I see her." Tom assures them.