Dead heads (Tom Holland x Reader)

Dead heads (Tom Holland x Reader)

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Tom Holland x reader This is taken in a zombie apocalypse, closely related to the one in the walking dead. TEASER "What are you doing?" I turned only to be faced with a deep glare as I reciprocate it towards him. "Here to criticize me or are you gonna tell me something worth my time?" I said with no emotion in my voice as I turned back to continue stirring the pot. "Fuck your annoying. Anyways Alice said she needed you in the infirmary, sounds urgent." He said as he turned to leave. "Wait shit Tom can you keep stirring this pot? I don't want the food to burn." Ripping off my apron and handing it to him, I booked out of the canteen without letting him speak. "Are you serious, fuck fine. God this smells horrible." I heard him whisper to himself as I got onto the street. Running into the infirmary I see a bloody Lola with Alice yelling at her to push. "Holy shit! When did you go into labor! Alice your doing it wrong!" I screamed pushing Alice out of the way while Lola was screaming bloody murder.
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"I hate this," Tom says, letting out a breath. "I hate that we don't know how to act around each other anymore." He looks at me with furrowed brows. "I-I don't know what to say," I look at him. I really don't. "This is what we wanted." "We?" He turns to me quickly and crosses his arms. "Let me make it clear. I didn't want this. I respected your decision and understood your reasons. But that does not mean I wanted it." He spits. I raise my eyebrows in surprise. He's frustrated, and I know that. "I'm sorry, Tom. Things have been going well. It's been stress-free. That is what I wanted." I cross my arms and frown. "Yeah, stress-free," he scoffs. He turns away from me again. "I'm glad you think so, and I'm glad you've been doing well. I just wish things were back to the way they were." The doors open and he steps out, walking in the direction of my room. "Tom, I can take the bag." I walk after him, reaching my hand out for his arm as he jerks it away from my touch. "No, I want to carry it to your room. It's heavy and it hurts your shoulder." Even mid-fight he's taking care of me. -------------------------------------------------------- When Y/N and Tom meet on the set of Spider-Man 3, sparks fly instantly. The two soon find themselves involved in a complicated situation that could cost both of them their jobs. Is the risk worth it if they might be the love of your life? -------------------------------------------------------- Hi! This story is already completely written, so chapters will be posted weekly, if not twice a week! I haven't written fanfic in a while, so I felt a little rusty. I hope you all like it (:

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