Across the Street

Across the Street

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    LETTURE 183
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"Uh, can I help you?" I asked, trying to hold in every amount of irritation I had for this kid. "Um, I uh, hmm.." I rolled my eyes, stood up from the jack under their car and threw my towel to the ground, "What is it Tom?! What do you need now?" He flinched at the volume of my voice, and I felt no remorse. He always asks me stupid questions at the most inconvenient of times. "I just wanted to know if you were going to make pasta tonight, and if yes, could I come over and have some..." "Yes Tom. I'm making pasta. However, if you want any, bring your own plate." He nodded quickly and scurried into his house. I swear, this boy was something else. ~ Yeah this is a fanfic about Tom Holland, don't judge. I'll make it as non-cringy as possible. Thanks, bye.
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(DISCONTINUED)!!!! THIS BOOK NEEDS HELLA LOT OF EDITING I can't make myself do it. Sorry<3 Maybe I stayed alone, cause I was waiting for you....🖤 He hears the countdown finish. He slamps the pedals. As he flies throught the road he thinks. About life. People he loves. Michelle. Tom. His body. Tom's body. His love. Their love. Friendship. Michelle. His daughter. He loves her. He can't rest. He is out there. Racing. No. He can get hurt. He can die. He can't take it. Tom rushed out of fans corridor. Watchs the car run. The sound. He saw a red Ferrari. His breath stopped. His heart skips a beat. His eyes search for him. Also his heart. When he close his eyes he see him. He need to stop. They need to stop. They can't. He can't. No one can stop them. They are addicted. It can kill them

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