Complicated (Tom Holland Fanfiction)
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  • Reads 2,314
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  • Parts 21
  • Time 2h 35m
Complete, First published Jun 14, 2020
"Life is your company, you're the ceo, hire and fire accordingly"

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"I thought people apologized when they were an inconvenience to someone?", he exclaimed with a smug look.

"When I'm an inconvenience to someone who's worth apologizing to, I'll apologize", I retorted.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"What I just said", his persistence started to bother and confuse me.

"All I want is an apology, I'd be where I wanted, had you not bumped into me. I even almost dropped a book", he seethed as if I had almost had him drop the queen's precious tiara.

Aw boohoo, poor Prince Thomas almost dropped his book. Ring the alarms. Better ring those for him too because god forbid he knows how to do it himself.

"So stop babbling and go. You didn't drop your book anyways so no harm done", I snapped.

"But I almost did", he said while flashing a small amused look.

I made an incoherent sound in response as an indication of my excruciating annoyance.

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