Tom Holland fanfiction (with original female character)
" Some girl from the staff rushed to them. She looked familiar with her smart green eyes and her hair color somewhere between dark blond and ginger. She was lovely enough for him to remember he...
Tom looked up from his phone and Chrissy, his hair stylist, stopped what she was doing. That was Vee's voice from their suite's bedroom he was hearing.
─ You alright, love, he asked.
The double sliding doors opened to Vee only wearing a black satin petticoat.
─ I need your help, I can't choose which dress to wear, she whined.
He chuckled. This never got old! He turned to Chrissy as to ask permission to go and she shrugged.
─ Make it quick. We're on a clock here!
He jumped out of the chair and jogged to Vee.
─ How can you be so calm?, she cuddled against him.
─ Are you kidding? I'm freaking out right now!
─ Well, you're pretty good at hiding it, she smirked stepping back.
─ I'm an Oscar nominated actor, darling!
She giggled and he dragged her back against him to kiss her. It still felt so unreal that he was actually nominated as best actor on a leading role for Cherry. That movie had been such a huge challenge for him to do and he felt so proud of what it looked like. Still, this was a reward he had not dared dreaming of! Adding to that the fact that Vee and him had managed to keep their relationship going. On top of his 24 years, he felt like he owned the world.
They parted and Vee started to show him the 3 dresses she had brought with her.
It had took her some time to allow him to buy her anything she wanted. She had fought against it for god knows what reasons for a while but for about 2 years now she'd let him spoil her like she deserved to be. And she got quite easily used to it!
─ Help me try them on, she said taking off her petticoat and slipping into the first one.
It was a dark green long dress, quite simple but with a way too revealing split up.
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He zipped her and rested his hands on her hips as she looked at her reflexion in the mirror.
─ I'm gonna have to shag you in the limo if you wear this, he smirked.
─ Thomas! Be serious, she scolded as she turned over to him.
─ I am! Look at you!
─ We are not doing Far From Home again, she warned glaring at him
─ Come on, that was fun...
The Far From Home London Premiere had been the first event she had agreed on accompany him on the red carpet. She was wearing that amazing pale blue dress that kinda made her look like a Disney princess. It was actually the first fancy dress he had been aloud to buy her.
