•løv£l¥• Tom Holland Imagines/Smut

I Need You ~T.H

part 2
YOUR POV
Last night had ended terribly. You constantly replayed the events in your head, from Tom asking you to come over because he needed someone to talk to, all the way to you guys having sex, then him getting angry at you.

You couldn't sleep that whole night as much as you had tried but you just couldn't. It didn't help that Tom was constantly calling and texting your phone. You just ignored him.

You couldn't face him knowing that he thought you were 'unbelievably annoying'.

His words shouldn't have hurt you but they did. Coming from someone else, you would have just shrugged it away, but coming from Tom, someone who you held so close to your heart? It hurt more than anything.

Your alarm rang from your phone and you quickly hit the stop button. You grab your phone from the nightstand and glance at the 15 messages left by Tom.

Tommy 😩😣 4:00 am
'(Y/N) I'm sorry'

Tommy 😩😣 3:30 am
'Can you please pick up my call or at least text back'

Tommy 😩😣 3:12 am
'You're right, I need to explain myself '

Tommy 😩😣 3:00 am
'I can't sleep, can I talk to you in the morning?'

You stop reading the messages and reluctantly get out of bed to get ready for work. You needed to clear your head. You got up, brushed your teeth, took a shower, and quickly got dressed in your nursing uniform all before your 10:00 shift. It was currently 9:16 am.

You always make sure to leave your apartment with at least half an hour to spare so you can grab breakfast and avoid any traffic. You grab your car keys from your key holder along with your jacket and exit your apartment.

You go down to the lot and instantly frown when you see a patch of brown hair poking out under a hoodie by your car. You already knew who it was.

How did he even get onto the private lot? You asked yourself. You instantly turn around trying to go unnoticed by him but it doesn't work out.

"(Y/N), I know you're ignoring me." His harsh voice says. You turn around and stare at him with a cocky half-smile. He was wearing his grey sweatpants with a matching hoodie and had his hands inside his pockets.

"Was it that obvious?" You say sarcastically and try to make a move to get into your car. Tom walks in front of you stopping you in your tracks. You arch your brows at his movement.

"Listen I just need to talk to you about last night." He says.

"Why? I wouldn't think you would want to associate with someone that was you know, 'unbelievably annoying'." You say using air quotes then cross your arms over your chest.

"I didn't mean to say that." He says then leans onto your car.

"But you did, the words still came out of your mouth. Besides, I'm late for work." You lie and he stays silent. He moves his hands to move his hoodie back so his fingers can go through his messy hair. He huffed.

"10 minutes to talk, that's it, that's all I'm asking for. If you don't want to talk to me after that then I'll leave you alone." You process this. You did want to know what the hell was going on with him. Why he had acted so gentle and caring with you, calling you 'baby' at the moment and then just flipping you off like that.

"Fine but this better be good." You say and throw your keys to him. He catches it, slips on his hoodie again, and then gets into the driver's seat while you sit in the passenger seat. The car ride was pretty quiet besides the music that you had put on once you got inside. Definitely a lot of tension between the two of you, but neither addressed it until the car came to a halt.