𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨 | Tom Holland

5

Harry's POV:

It feels very so often I have to swing by and help Tom with his mental problems, and each time it makes us closer.

But also each time, it was because of her, she's playing with my brothers mind every time, the urge for her to stop fucking him up mentally makes me anxious, makes me almost angry.

The different thoughts of what I would do to her the next time Tom would come home feeling down, boils my blood with fire, as the minutes go by with me looking at Tom while he's laying asleep makes me happy that this time of the day he doesn't have to stress over his so called 'love'.

That night I sat in Toms living room all day planning out the girls day of hell, I eventually drifted to sleep satisfied with my thoughts.

3:22am

Toms screaming and pleads woke me up, I rolled myself out of the couch making a sprint to him with worry. Not only was he screaming, but he was screaming and pleading for her, "Y-Y/N pl-EASE don't LEAVE ME PLEASE" he was shaking in his sleep.

I shook my head in a disappointing matter of how much of an impact this girl is having on him, "Tom get up" I shook him as much as I could, I didn't even bother to shout for him to get up, I'm tired of when the only time I see him, he's in a stage of sadness.

All I did was sit at the edge of the bed, wanting to see him fix his own problems and eventually after about 10 minutes, he stopped, I leaned down to his ears to whisper something to him, even if he wasn't awake.

"As much as you love this girl, I'm gonna make her days a living hell"

"I'm gonna let her suffer for what she did to you"

And with that I got up putting on my shoes, It didn't take me less than 5 minutes to get in the car and trying to find this girl's house, you may be asking how could I know where this girl lives?

I've driven Tom a few times here and he has her address in a little book of his, he would write things about her. It really warms my heart what he writes about her, there's multiple notes of how she's so beautiful and so carefree and just an amazing person in general.

The way he describes her is no way I've seen him act towards any other girl. But she just doesn't want to give back the love and that makes me mad.

I clench my jaw, getting out the car and walking up the steps of her house, Tom had already told me about when he went over to her house to fool her parents into thinking he was their new neighbour.

I placed my palm on the surface of the door hesitatly deciding if I should keep going or to stop now. Before I knew it, my fist made impact with the door hitting it three times, and I'm guessing it was her mother who opened up the door.

She squinted her eyes looking at me, I spoke quickly to stop her from being confused "Hi, I'm Toms brother Harry" there was a moment of silence then she started speaking up "o-oh hey Harry, Tom told me about you, what are you doing up on a school night?"

I froze in my spot trying to come up with an excuse "uh Tom left something here and I came to pick it up."

"Um well Y/N is upstairs in her room so make sure to knock" she said in a respectful tone.

I slowly nodded and smirked as I made my way upstairs, seconds of time passed by as I stood outside her door, not caring to knock I walked in seeing her faced away from the door, on her bed listening to music. Her Y/H/C wavy hair flew in sync with the wind that passed by the frame of the window knowing she has a stalker, she still proceeds to keep her window open, looks like shes asking for trouble if I say so myself.

I make the door slam back loud on purpose as I step into the now closed room. She flinches and takes her earphones off, turning her head back in a swift motion, it would be impossible to see me in the dark room, not even the moonlight could make me visible, she gets up to switch the lights on, but as soon as shes turned it on and spun to face the other way, she was greeted by my figure.

This being the first time I've seen her, I took both of her wrists in my much larger hand, pinning them above her head, I used my other hand to trace down her face "w-what do you want, why does this keep happening to me?" she yelled trying to loosen up my grip but only made me angrier and tighten my grip, surely to leave her writs a purple faded colour.

"S-Stop please just l-leave me alone" she whispered, slowly giving up knowing she couldn't loosen up the tight grip.

Poor girl.

"Oh Y/N you're gonna wish it was him and not me here right now" I said tilting my head to the side.

"w-what" I traced the pads of my finger tips trailing down her jawline as she winced away.

"Huh, he picked a good one", I huskily whispered in her ear, "he what" her voice was filled with confusion and fear.

All I did was let out an light laugh and pulled out the injection from my pocket and drugged her with a fear filled face, "you're gonna pay for this" I whispered losing my grip as she fell to the floor dozing off.