Tom
I get a text from Y/N and push my hair back, and answer it.
Y/N ❤💙
Y/N: Hey
Tom: Hey
Y/N: How are you?
Tom: Great, You?
Y/N: Terrible.
He's so straight forward with his emotions, I hope straight forward enough.
Tom: Why
Y/N: I
What's he stalling about did something happen?!??
Tom: You're stalling, you do that when you stall.
What's wrong?
Y/N: Am gonna get to the point can I stay at yours for a few days?
Like a week.
Tom: Why?
Y/N: I need peace and human company
like someone who doesn't talk to me in the most condescending way.
Y/N: And look at me like I'm a poor person in the dark ages.
Is peace and that available there.
Tom: They are available here, don't you need to ask your parents?
Y/N: They're busy talking.
Tom: Talking?
Y/N: Arguing, over some bull shit, I'll explain if you allow me to stay.
Tom: You can stay but it's raining.
Y/N: No it's Raining CATS and DoGs.
I'll manage.
Tom: Don't you live in East London?
I live in South West London.
Y/N: I know, you forgot the darling at the end.
I smile gleefully at that response, he wants me to call him darling.
Tom: Just pack some stuff.
Y/N: Thanks, Tom
I drop my phone and smile, gleefully, a slight of fear and sadness run over me.
"I'll have to wait till he's 18 to make a move, I just hope he likes me back," I say to myself in a low tone, running my hand down my face.
"He can stay in the guest room, and what do I need to make him feel comfortable?"I ask to myself, picking myself up, I get up and run downstairs.
"I'm gonna make him feel like he's the only person I see"
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To Love Me| Tom Holland x Male Reader
Fanfiction"What do You really want" "I want you to... To love me..." Tom Holland, well you already know him so. Y/N the new actor, who has been completely, crazy for Tom. Well, I can't say much as the neglected narrator, and that the ages 23 and 16 can make...
