Tom Holland Imagines

Wondering//T.H.

Disclaimer: After these: *** it means Tom's having a dream :))

Based on the song "Wondering" from HSMTMTS

Seems like a part of me will always have to lose, every single time I have to choose...

"I love the way your hand fits in mine," You said as you kissed his hand, which was intertwined with yours. You were lying down on his bed as you listened to music while you talked.

Tom shifted around on the bed so he was facing you, head rested on his free hand. He smiled in adoration as he gave your hand a delicate squeeze, "And I love you," Tom replied in a murmur. You got closer to him and pushed him back so he lied on his back. You straddled his hips, now on top of him. Your body was propped up by your arms, which were on each side of his face.

You leaned down and clashed his lips with yours in a slow kiss. Tom smiled against your lips. You pulled away and earned protests from Tom, "You are my everything, I love you too."

Tom stared at you and the only thing he coyld feel on every bone in his body was pure love and adoration for you. He was only seventeen but even now, Tom knew you were meant to be his always. You were perfect and he was made just for you.

Swore that it felt right, but was I wrong?

Tears streamed down your face and Tom couldn't bear the sight. His brown eyes avoided your bloodshot ones to keep his heart from shattering into a million pieces.

"Y-You can't do this to me!" You tried to say, your voice breaking mid-sentence, "I'll drop everything and move across the World just for you..." Tom shook his head furiously as you spoke.

He inhaled a sharp breath before he responded, "That's the thing, I know you would and I cannot let you do that," It broke Tom's heart to look at you, but he had to do it, for your sake. If he didn't, Tom would be stopping you from doing what you wanted.

"You got a scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the world, Y/N. I'm going away for a long time and I know you'll reject that scholarship just so you can go with me," You didn't say anything because you knew it was true.

"That is my choice. C'mon Tom, don't be stupid. You're breaking up with me because you think it's the best thing for me, but it's not!" You screamed at him desperately. Tom could see the pain in your eyes, it was evident that you were suffering, yet, he showed no remorse because he knew it would be the best thing for you and he'd stand by that.

"Don't be so naive, we wouldn't have lasted anyway."

"Look me in the eyes. Tell me you don't love me and I'll fucking leave," you whispered as you got closer to him and gripped his shirt tightly as if that could stop him from leaving. Tom looked back at you and without stuttering, he spoke, "I don't love you, not anymore."

Is this where I'm supposed to be at all?

If Tom kept staring the way he was, Harrison was sure he'd bore holes on your back. He couldn't fail to notice his knuckles turning white because of how hard he was clutching the bottle of beer.

"Knock it off Tom," He softly slapped his cheek to get Tom out of his daze, but truth be told, Harrison didn't know what to tell him. They had seen you on an after-party for an award show at it just happened to be at the exact moment you leaned in to kiss your new partner. Harrison wasn't surprised when he saw you with someone else. It had been years since the two of them had seen you since the breakup and it was expected for you to move on.