If The World Was Ending - Tom Holland

Chapter 12

"You and Tom should look at this together:" next to a link to an article.

"Hey Tom, Rosie sent me a link to an article, and said that we should read it together" I said looking over to him. "Strange" I added.

His face dropped as he said, voice cracking mid-sentence, "Let's wait until we get home"

The rest of the car ride was silent, as neither of us knew what to say. As we got out of the car, I broke the silence, "I had a lot of fun today Tom, thank you" I said hugging him again, only receiving a weak hug in return. "Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Let's just go inside" He said bluntly, taking my bag of Harry Potter goodies from the back seat and speeding inside.

We sat next to each other on his couch awkwardly, he was the first to break the silence this time, "I'm sorry" He muttered.

"Sorry for what?" I asked confused.

"Let's just look at what Rosie sent" He said simply.

"Okay" I said hesitantly as I reached for my phone.

The article opened up with a picture of the two of us from earlier today, standing outside of the studio.

"What?" I asked confused, looking over to Tom who had a shocked, but yet knowing and accepting look on his face.

"I knew that this would happen at some point, I may as well tell you now" Tom said, pushing my phone to be face down on the couch. 

"Are you a spy?" I interrupted him.

"What?" He asked confused and shocked.

"Well you are extremely secretive about your job, you travel all the time, you seem to be pretty well off, and you are freakishly fit for any normal person" I explained my theory.

"What! No no, I'm not a spy! Well not yet at least..." He mumbled the last part before chuckling lightly at what he had just said. "Let me explain. You know how you were so hesitant to be apart of the entertainment industry? Saying that it isn't a good place, and it's unpredictable, and that you genuinely didn't want to be apart of it?" He asked trailing off at the end.

"Yeah" I said confused.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, I just didn't think that you would want to spend time with me if you knew, and I liked having you around, someone who didn't know me or want to be around me just because of my fame. It was a nice break from the hectic year that I have had, but I guess that I took it for granted. I am so so sorry Kiara, I should have told you sooner, I just didn't know how to, you just kept throwing stones at the industry, and there just never seemed to be a good time" Tom explained, keeping his head down.

"Fame?" I asked confused.

"Yeah... I'm... well... I'm Spider-man..." Tom said trailing off.

"Spider-man? You do know that Spider-man is a made up character... right?" I asked even more confused.

"Yeah... I'm an actor, I play the- made up character..." He explained.

"Oh" I sat there in shock at what I had just been told. "So not a spy?" I added.

"No. I'm so sorry for not telling you sooner, I just didn't want anything to change" He said quickly.

"So you lied to me?" I said adjusting my position on his couch.

"No no, I didn't lie... I just didn't tell you the whole truth? I didn't intend to lie, or hurt you, I just liked how normal we were" He explained.

"Normal?" I said, my anger building up slightly at his choice in words.

"I shouldn't have said it like that... You didn't recognize me, you didn't know who I was. Our conversations weren't glazed by Hollywood, you never expected anything from me. I'm so so so so so sorry" He tried to explain, only digging a hole for himself deeper.

"I expected you to be honest" I said, picking myself up from my spot and heading to the spare room.

I didn't know what to think, it was all brand new, how was someone in my position supposed to react? Did I overreact? Did I underreact? I wasn't very good at this friendship thing, I didn't know how things were supposed to pan out. Maybe I had overreacted a little bit, it's not like everyone is honest all of the time, hell, I have only ever told one person everything about me, not everyone knows my secrets, especially not Tom.

A wave of guilt flushed over me as I heard the door creak open slightly, revealing a cute Pit Ball. "Hey Tessa" I say as she jumped up onto my lap. "Was I too harsh on him? It's not like everyone is always honest all of the time. He doesn't know everything about me, he doesn't know my biggest secrets and fears. I was too harsh on him, wasn't I?" I asked Tessa as she turned her head up to me.

The door creaked open slightly more, revealing Tom leaning against the door frame concerned. "I'm sorry, Kiara" He started.

"No I'm sorry, you have every right to keep stuff from me, we have only known each other for a little while, it's not like we have had the chance to tell each other everything yet" I explained.

"But that was kind of big" He said, looking at the floor.

"I have big secrets too, it's not wrong" I said.

"I'm sorry" Tom mumbled again.

"Stop apologizing Tom" I said patting the spot next to me, signalling for him to come and sit. "We don't need to tell each other everything"

"Okay..." He trailed off.

"How about we make a promise: over time, we will tell each other everything that the other needs to know about us" I suggested.

"Okay, pinky promise?" He asked holding up his pinky like a 5 year old, causing me to laugh.

"Pinky promise" I said, interlocking pinkys with Tom. "So what did the rest of the article say?" I asked, picking up my phone from beside me. "Is Tom Holland off the market?" I said laughing.

Tom took my phone from me, reading the rest. "Is Tom Holland dating newly signed Island Artist Kiara Robinson? The two were spotted earlier today at the Warner Brothers studio, ready for a Harry Potter tour. It appeared as though Holland had just surprised Robinson with the visit, hugging multiple times before he grabbed her hand and they ran in together. The two spent the whole tour together, taking silly photos with the props and laughing. Do you think they are dating? Comment below your thoughts" Tom read out the article to me.

"And this is why I am not a fan of the industry, people are always making wild accusations about people that are not true. Can two people not be just friends?" I asked.

"Apparently" Tom trailed off as he looked down towards the floor.

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wow this is so cringy

It feels like forever ago that I wrote this, but oh well, I'm just going to leave it be. 

I have a new story!!! It's Joshua Bassett of course, well Ricky Bowen. It's called 'you are the music in me - ricky bowen' and you can find it on my profile. I hope that it is better than this mess.

ugh this is so so cringy