Tom Holland Imagines

Kiss Me//T.H. Friends Part 3

The events in this imagine are what happened before the other two parts.

Your eyes scanned the words in the book as quick as they possibly could while your hand was ready to switch to the next page the moment you finished. Tears were running down your cheeks as you read.

In just a few weeks, you were set to leave to University in Liverpool with Harrison, which was why you had made it your mission to finish as many books as possible in the time you had left.

You were so close to finishing The Green Mile, you gave it about thirty minutes until you closed the book and began a new one.

You were ready to turn the page when the bell rang. A groan of annoyance escaped your lips. You wiped the tears from your eyes and slightly folded the edge of the page you were in.

As you walked down the stairs, you hoped and prayed that it wasn't the lady that lived next door, she'd invite you to her home every Sunday and you'd drink coffee together. Even if you were in too deep into the book, you still could not refuse her offer.

However, as you opened the door, the last person you expected was on the other side, Tom Holland, your brother's best friend.

"Uh, hey," He smiled awkwardly. You waved, "Hi, uh, Haz isn't home at the moment."

His mouth formed an oh shape, "Do you know how long it will take for him to get back?" Tom wondered as he scratched the back of his neck, "Well, they just left to play mini golf so, might be a while. You can come in and wait, though."

Tom shook his head, "No, I don't wanna impose."

You shrugged, "I was just reading some book, don't worry, I don't mind," He nodded slowly, "What are you reading?"

"The Green Mile," You replied as you stepped aside to let him. Tom smiled and walked into the living room.

He sat down on one of the couches while you sat on the other, "That book's great, I love it," Okay, Tom didn't know shit about the book but he had wanted to get to know you a bit more ever since you two met. You'd talk whenever he was over, but it never went beyond that.

"Thought Haz said you hated reading, something to do with dyslexia or something," Tom opened his mouth to say something, but didn't, not until a few seconds later, "Uh yeah! But it's worth reading."

You nodded slowly and held back the urge to giggle at his blatant lie. Silence fell between you. You weren't going to lie, it was kind of awkward.

Tom cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck, "I'm sorry for making this so awkward, holy shit."

"It's okay! Seriously, you're not making anything awkward. We can just uh watch a show on Netflix or something," You shrugged and reach for the controller. Tom nodded and let himself relax. It did feel awkward to be at Harrison's with only his sister, who he somewhat knew.

"Don't you wanna sit on this couch? You won't be able to see very well from there," you suggested. He had sat down on the couch that was farthest away from the Telly, "Of course, yeah, thank you."

Tom stood up and sat next to you instead, "So what do you want to watch?" Tom questioned. You scrunched up your nose, deep in thought, "I just started watching The Society."

"Cool, I started watching it last night actually, it's pretty good," You hummed in affirmation and just pressed play on the show.

Most of the time was spent having small talk instead of actually watching the show. In the midst of your conversation, you offered him a glass of wine, which he gladly accepted. That ended with the two of you a giggling mess and an bottle of wine on the coffee table.

"It was a mess! I tell you. I puked all over the dinosaur costume and ran out crying. After that, I've never acted on a play again," Tom laughed at your story as he took the last sip of wine he had left, "Sounds like a bloody shit show."

"Really was," You sighed as you leaned your head on Tom's shoulder and looked up at him. You gasped as you noticed his lips were separated from yours by a few centimeters.

You leaned in all the way. Tom cupped your chin and kept kissing you. Your hands found their way to his hair. You probably shouldn't be doing that, but he was hot and you hadn't had much action in a while, so you didn't care.

He pulled you into his lap and you deepened the kiss by slipping your tongue into his mouth. Tom moaned softly inside your mouth as his hands rested on your ass.

You let your hands roam underneath his shirt and broke the kiss to fully take it off, "My room," You moaned out while he nipped and sucked on the sweet spot on your neck.

He didn't stop kissing you as Tom carried you upstairs. He knew his way around well enough to not trip and look like a complete buffoon in front of you.

Tom opened the door with one hand, careful not to drop you. The events seemed to sober the two of you up enough to know what you were about to do. He put you down on the bed and climbed over you again.

You took off your oversized sweater, completely forgetting that you weren't wearing a bra.

Tom's lips trailed down to your neck. You were going to tangle your hands on his hair once more, but he pinned them down to the bed above your head with one of his hands.

His lips wrapped around your hardened bud, "Fuck," you whimpered and involuntary pushed your chest out more.

"Who would have thought? You act so innocent, but look at you," Tom chuckled as he hooked his fingers on the edge of your shorts. He looked up at you, "This okay?" You nodded and he took both your shorts and panties off, leaving you naked in from of him.

You pulled him close and placed another kiss to his lips as he unbuttoned his jeans, however, you quickly pulled away when you heard voices outside. You practically pushed him, "Shit, they're back."

You scrambled to get our of the bed and collect all your clothes. You put them back in a rush, "Quick, uh, go for your shirt and pick up the glasses while I distract them!"

He nodded and you both left the room in a rush. You quickly opened the door and walked outside the house, where all your family was.

"Hey guys," You casually waved, "You got back quicker than I thought."

Harrison raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Mate, we were gone for like three hours."

"Right, was too busy reading that it seemed less than that. Anyway, Tom came over to talk to you about something," You commented as everyone walked back into the house. To your relief, Tom was sitting down on the couch, fully clothed. You giggled softly when you noticed the pillow on his lap.

You went back to your activities as your brother and Tom talked. The brunet only went back to your room as he was about to leave.

"We definitely have to finish that later, princess," Tom whispered and placed a kiss on your cheek, causing blood to rush to your face almost instantly.

After that, it just became a habit. Neither Tom or you were ready to fully commit to a relationship, which was how the whole thing started. Whenever he needed to get off, he'd call you and you'd do the same. It became something more unintentionally, but you didn't regret it.