Thought I could fly so I stepped off the golden
"My mom is having a get-together tonight. She wanted me to ask if you'll come." Tom asked. His eyes glistened in the hallways of the school. His brown eyes lit up with pleads.
I'm not the type of person for social gatherings. I'd usually just sit in a corner and watch everyone else interact if my parents forced me to go. But something made me think this would be a good idea. "Yeah, sure. I'll just text my mom."
Tom smiled brightly. "Great."
The bell had just rung for everyone to get out of class and go home. Some students still roamed the halls, others rushed out the door.
I texted my mom as Tom and I slowly walked toward the front entrance. "She said it was ok." I said stuffing my phone in my back pocket.
"Cool. It'll be fun."
"Ok." I said looking down at my walking feet as we walked down the sidewalk.
We walked in silence. I thought about all they questions they would ask me. All the questions I wouldn't be able to answer without them thinking I was some kind of idiot for not making eye contact with them.
"Who's gonna be there, exactly?" I asked hesitantly.
"My parents and my brothers, obviously. My grandparents spent the night last night so they'll be there too. And just some family friends. Like my mom and dad's co-workers and some of my brothers' friends."
"That's a lot of people." I mumbled.
"Hey." Tom said.
I looked over at him. His brown eyes catching my eye.
"It'll be fine." He assured me.
I nodded my head and look back down at my shoes.
..........
"Hello." Someone said to me.
I quickly panicked. My anxiety rose as they came closer. A small smile on her face. I clutched my drink in my hand gave them a fast, small smile.
She seemed on the older side. Her grey hair was tied up and her black glasses was pushed against her nose. "I'm Tom's grandma." She said.
"I'm Y/n." I said shyly.
"Nice to meet you. I don't see you around here much."
"Uh yeah I don't come here often." I looked down at my shoes.
"Excuse me?"
I hesitated to make eye contact, knowing that if I did it would the conversation much harder to have. "I don't come here often." I said louder, not looking up at her still.
"Are you alright?"
And there it was. That question. The question that everyone asks. The question that always makes me feel like an idiot.
My breathing got heavy. "Yeah I'm fine. Just excuse-"
I ran off. I had run off into the house and up the stairs.
We had left out backpacks in Tom's room so I knew where I was going.
I heard my name being called after. I knew it was Tom because no one would've ran after me as fast as he did.
I flopped on Tom's bed my head falling into its usual place when I cried.
Tom stopped at the door. He was out of breath. He softly shut the door and bent down in front of me. This was always how it was whenever I cried and he was around.
He gently took my hands from my face. A soft smile took over his features. He let go of one of my hands and wiped my tears away. When he was done he took my free hand again.
"Don't worry about my grandmother, ok. She was just asking."
"Yeah, everyone is always 'just asking', Tom. I said.
It was quiet for a moment. My head hung as my hands stayed in Tom's.
"Y/n, this may sound out of the blue but have you ever thought about... you know. Or have you?"
I sighed as I nodded. "Just once. I um, I slit my wrist. A while before I met you. It wasn't a deep cut but it was big. My parents rushed me to the hospital when they found me. They were so scared. I though it would make me feel better."
Tom flipped hands over and saw the scar from so long ago.
He closed his mouth and let out a big breath. "Promise me, you'll never do that again."
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everything i wanted (COMPLETED)
FanfictionY/n is depressed, she's been bullied ever since 5th grade. She only has one friend, Tom Holland. He tries to save her, and show Y/n her self worth, considering he cares about her so much. based off the song everything i wanted by Billie Eilish ⚠️TW...