The Fake Romance That Made A Real One (Tom Holland X Male Reader)

Chapter 14

I wake up from sleeping, I check my phone seeing it's 17:28. Nothing goes through my head at the moment.

I sigh slipping in my earbuds to blast music. Hoping to shroud my saddens.

Playing Partition I get up to start dancing like a hoe.

I start voraciously twerking when "A man ain't ever seen a booty like this" plays. (Timestamp 1:12)

I see my self in the mirror and ask myself what the hell am I doing, I stop and sit down on the floor as I remember that me and Tom were going for a date.

I jump up in happiness rushing into the shower to get ready.

Timeskip

I rush out, and begin filing through my closet, Will it be casual. Fuck it hope it is. As I pull A plain, navy blue shirt, a short-sleeve green flannel and a pair of jeans.

I'm a fucking mess.

Tom

I wonder how Y/N's feeling, what if he forgot that we were going on a date, I did ask him out like in a rush at 13:45.

And it's now 17:39, wow almost 4 hours Yup he probably has since he's been doing way too much.

FlashBack

"Heyyyy, Y/N~" I stretch, calling him over. He comes over and pecks me on my lips, with a smile.

"Hey, Tom" He normally says in a happy yet tired tone, I wrap my arm around him as I completely take in all of his features as he yawns from his perfect hair to his nice bone structure.

"Y/N are you tired?" I suspiciously ask.

"What'd you think?" He sarcastically asks, causing me to stifle a laugh.

"Wow, my boyfriend finds my struggles funny," He deadpans which makes me burst into laughter.

My laughter dies down, "Y/N, wanna go out or something?" I ask with a large smile, from laughing.

"Sure, What time?" He accepts a beautiful smile begins to grace his face.

"Around 18:30" I respond vaguely.

"Sure," Y/N says through a yawn.

Y/N

I finish the look with green-greyish trainers. I check the time on my phone 18:27, just perfect.