tom holland oneshots

debuting no. 1

warnings: none

summary: reader's album debuts at number one

word count: 300

"Tom! Tom! Guys, oh my god come here!" you screamed from your place, sitting on the bed in your's and Tom's bedroom. 

"What? What is it?" Tom rushed in, seemingly ran in, Harrison and Harry behind him, hair disheveled. 

"My- my album," you stood up, tears welling in your eyes. 

"What about? Is everything okay?" he rushed out, brows furrowed in worry. 

"It- it just reached number one," you let out between gasps, hands up and ready to hug him, and he did. 

He was mumbling words next to you ear as he held onto him. "Oh my god."

"Your- your album is number one?" Harrison tried to make sure of the situation. 

"Yeah, it is."

"Woo-hoo!" He cheered, him and Harry screaming. 

"We need to fuckin' celebrate!" 

Tom chuckled, momentarily detaching himself from you as he laced your fingers together, looking at your phone and reading the news for himself. 

**

Two hours later, you were sitting on the kitchen counter eating ice cream out of the pint, spoon in your mouth as you scrolled through Instagram. Tom and the boys had went out, but you heard the front door close as they made their ways to the kitchen, cheers and hoots and hollers with them. 

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N!" Harry cheered, opening the door. 

You smiled at him, suspicious. "Yeah? What's up?"

"Baby, angel, darling," Tom walked in after him, a cake in his hands, candles lit. "Happy album debuting at number one," he grinned cheekily. 

You rolled your eyes playfully, covering your face as tears formed again. Harrison was filming the entire scenario, and you blew out the candles, each of them cheering. 

Tom placed the cake on the counter, pulling you into his chest again and kissing the top of your head. 

"I'm so proud of you."