Tom Holland Imagines

Not yours. (Part 2) | T.H

"What is it Y/N?" Tom says and sits next to you. You show him your phone and sigh.

"Oh fuck, not again." Tom sighs and puts his hands on his face.

A picture of you and Tom holding hands has been taken by the paparazzi, and is going viral on the internet.

"Why does this happen every single time." Tom groans and takes out his phone. He opens instagram and scrolls a little bit in his feed. There is the picture.
"There" Tom points out.

"Hah not my worst photo." you say. Tom laughs at you a little bit.
"Yeah you look gorgeous."

You blush and giggle a little bit.

"Well we can't worry about it all day. Let's get ready for dinner." Tom says and starts looking for clothing.

"Yeah um.. What should I wear?" you ask.

"Anything really.. We can go ask Zendaya for something if you want to?" Tom says. You nod and go find Zendaya with Tom.

"Hey Z!" Tom yells. "We need some clothing help!"

In a blink of an eye, Zendaya was already dragging us to her clothing rag.

"So Y/N was it?" Zendaya asks politely.

"Yeah." you say with a huge smile.

"So what style were you going for?" Zendaya asks.

"Ehh something kinda casual but fancy."

"I've got the perfect outfit for you." Zendaya giggles a bit. She pick out an gorgeous grey coat, white dress and grey heels.

"Oh it's gorgeous." you say with a smile.

"Just like you." Tom whispers to you. You blush and look at him.

"Thanks." you mouth. Tom nods and laughs a bit.
"Okay you two lovebirds, get out." Zendaya laughs. You and Tom walk out with the outfit in your hand.

"Tom." you say. Tom hums in response for you to continue your sentence. "Do you actually think I'm pretty?"

Tom stops and looks at me: "No."
you look down.
"I think you're gorgeous."

"You dick." you slap Toms hand and keep walking. He acts like that was the rudest thing ever. You get to your trailer and walk in.

"Change your clothes, we're going to be late Y/N." Tom quickly says.

"Don't stare at me when I'm changing." you laugh.

"Right.." Tom says and turns around. You quickly change your clothes.
"How do I look?"

"Gorgeous." he says.

*small time skip*

After you got and Tom got all fancy, you left to find the car that takes you for crew dinner.

"This is your stop." the driver says and pulls over. You walk into the fancy restaurant just to see someone speacial there.

"Matt?" you say and slam your purse on their dinner table. "What the fuck Matt!"

"Y/N? Oh shit Y/N heeeeeeey.." Matt says and gets up. His date looks all confused.

"What the fuck are you doing." you yell and hit the table so hard, that the drinks spill over his dates outfit.

"Omg! Eeww!!" Matts date yells. "What the hell is your problem bitch!"

"My problem? This is my fucking boyfriend!" you scream in her face. Matts date freezes. "Your.. boyfriend?"

You nod and look at her in confusion: "You didn't know?"

"No."

You both turn to Matt.

"Y/N. Xenia. I can explain." Matt defends himself.

"Xenia huh? That's a nice name." you say and look at her. She smiles at you.
"But you bitch!" you yell and slap Matt.

The whole restaurant freezes and gasps.

"Ookay show's over." Tom runs up to you and pulls you to his side.

"Who the hell is this Y/N?" Matt growls.

"You don't know? He's the reason we fucking came here!" your tears start rolling down your face. Xenia stays quiet.

As you push your face into Toms chest while crying, Tom calmly says: "I'm Tom."

Matt slowly nods and looks at Xenia.
"Come on babe let's get out of here."

She looks at him in shock: "Babe? Babe! I am not your babe. I'm not a woman who dates a taken man."

Xenia runs out of the restaurant and you run after her.

"Hey.." you start and sit next to her on the sidewalk.
Xenia hums for you to keep talking.

"I'm sorry about what happened-"

"No. Don't be. It's my fault." she says.

"No it's not." you say and look at her.

"And why is that?" Xenia turns to you.

"Because Matt is a dickhead." you laugh. Xenia smiles.

"Hey Y/N! They are taking our orders." Tom yells to get you back inside.

You look at Xenia and she nods. You get up and walk back into the restaurant.