#I’d trade names with any of my girl cousins in a heartbeat
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I high-key wanna change my name but I also low-key don’t
#like. I don’t like it much. I’ve been going by it for almost 7 years and still not used to it. I feel like me and Nia are different people#but changing it means getting used to being called something completely different again#and what if that doesn’t work out either?#I wish I could just.. not have a name. tbh. I feel like that’d be easier#but being referred to by my username feels even worse#though Zmeyka does sound kinda nice. but not nice enough to be wildly referred to as such#*widely#not rewriting all that#ughhhhh#and that’s not even talking about how much I dislike my pronouns#why can’t there be someone to figure all this shit out for me?#or better yet. why couldn’t my mom have given me a better name I’d be okay with going by#I’m sorry but I hate ***nia with a fiery passion#I’d trade names with any of my girl cousins in a heartbeat#or my friend. I wish I was a Mira. that’s such a pretty name#alas. I’m stuck with this#the name for which I cannot make myself identify with the only bearable shortening#the worst thing is I just. don’t even have any ideas for what I’d like to be called#three years ago I came up with an alternative spelling of my name and that was. okay. for a while#but idk how much I’d like it used on a wider scale#fuck. okay. I’m gonna shut up about this before it gets so frustrating I’ll start crying#I hate names
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Young, Dumb, & Broke
Word Count: 1844
Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Summary: You just graduated high school and were ready to embark on your last summer of being a dumb teen and going on adventures before having to face the realities of the adult world. One day you were driving to a lake to meet some of your friends when your car broke down in the middle of nowhere. With no service and no gas stations around you wandered a little down the street and found one house where you went to ask for help. You expected to find an old couple living in the middle of nowhere, but a nice young British guy (Tom) answered the door. Due to unforeseen circumstances you spend the rest of the afternoon and most of the night together, but when it’s time to leave he says he wants to see you again. You exchange numbers with the cute British guy and embark on a long, secretive summer fling. You both lie about what you do for a living and what you were both doing in the middle of nowhere, but the moments you too bonded were all genuine. Will he find out about your plans after summer? Will you find out what he actually does for a living? Will this fling extend past summer?
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Chapter 3
You and Tom had somehow shifted closer to each other as the night wore on. You were now both seated on the floor with your backs against the couch and only mere inches away from each other. You were both wrapped up in your own blankets, mainly because you’d both just spent an hour trying to figure out how to turn off the AC and failed miserably. It was 2 am now but neither of you were tired, and neither of you wanted to be the baby and tap out to go to sleep first. You had both just been sitting there since after dinner talking about everything from your favorite memories ever to dumb things like whether or not you believed in aliens and ghosts.
“No yeah living with 3 brothers is both the worst and the best, but I wouldn’t trade them for the world. I’m the oldest of us so I think I got the best deck of cards handed to me,” he said running his fingers through his curls.
“That’s adorable! It’s just been me and my mom for as long as I can remember so I’d always wished I would’ve had siblings or even cousins,” you tried to laugh off the last part of the sentence while silently cursing yourself for oversharing.
“You don’t have much family then?”
“Not really. My mom got pregnant at 16 so I never met my dad. It used to be my grandmother, my mom, and I but my grandma passed away when I was like 6 so it’s just been me and my mom since then. Well also my moms best friend and her kids. She’s our neighbor so she’s like my non blood related family. Every time my mom has to leave for work I usually stayed with her so she’s like a second mom to me.”
“What does your mother do?”
“She’s a photographer. Nature, portraits, fashion shows and magazine covers; you name it, my mom’s done it. After my grandma passed she really threw herself into her work, which was all amazing but usually meant she’d spend less time at home. The money was great, and my mom gets invited to all kinds of cool stuff but sometimes I just wanted my mom at home you know? Oh my god why am I telling you all of this? I’m sorry for rambling.”
Your cheeks turned a bright red and you diverted your eyes to the floor avoiding eye contact with Tom. To your surprise he actually extended his arm and gave your arm a sympathetic rub.
“No you’re fine, I can’t imagine where’d I be without my family so I’m sorry you had to deal with all that stuff alone.”
You tried to piece words together but the moment he touched your arm, even though it was over the blanket, it sent your heart doing backflips as you started to hear your heartbeat in your ears. You were staring into her beautiful eyes for a second too long when suddenly the phone in the laundry room started to ring. The both of you jumped.
“I should probably get that,” you said getting up and running toward the phone.
“Sounds good!” he yelled from the living room.
You tried catching your breath before answering the phone.
“Hello?”
“Tom?”
“Uhh no, hold on a sec.”
“Wait if this isn’t Tom who is this?”
The voice on the phone had the same deep British accent as Tom so you assumed it was a family friend. You set the phone down on the washer next to the phone and ran into the living room. “The call’s actually for you,” you said grabbing your blanket and dropping yourself on the couch.
“That’s weird I didn’t know anyone had that phone number,” he said slowly walking over to the laundry room.
“British accent.”
“What?”
“Whoever’s on the phone also has a British accent.”
“Ah.”
He seemed to know exactly who it was but you decided not to inquire. He left the room swiftly. Your phone started buzzing wildly on the coffee table. It was a FaceTime from your best friend, but you didn’t feel like answering it considering you’d been messaging her since 6 pm and she didn’t bother to check up on you once. You were originally planning on asking her to pick you up on her way home but you were so overcome with anger that you suddenly decided you’d take a taxi home if you had to. Anything to not have to see any of your friends for a while, you could even try to give them the silent treatment.
She sent you a message. “hope ur doing something non y/n-ish and having fun. guy must be bored out of his mind. see u tmrw, get home ok.”
You rolled your eyes and put your phone face down on the coffee table. Your friend always teased you about being the safe one in the group. Even though your mom wasn’t usually home much, you didn’t do anything behind her back and you followed most of her rules. There were even times when your mom would encourage you to sneak out to see a boy or go to a party but you never really cared for being a rule breaker and your friends never ceased to remind you how lame that was.
Tom walked back into the living room and smiled at you as he walked over to the couch.
“That was my mate Harrison, he went to visit some family in town and somehow got tricked into having a sleepover with his nieces so he won’t be coming back tonight.”
“Oh I thought you were here alone?”
He froze and started running his hands through his curls.
“Oh yeah Harrison is my best mate and kind of like my assistant, you know for the book writing and stuff so uh he takes every vacation with me he can with the excuse of it being a business trip.”
“Sounds like a fun guy. He sounded so confused when I answered the phone, sorry about that.”
“No worries. He was a bit confused so I basically had to give him the long story short of cute girl with a broken down car in the middle of nowhere seeks help.”
“Why thank you.”
“Uhh no what I meant to say is- “
“Are you really going to take back a compliment now Tom?”
His cheeks turned a light pink as he gave you a goofy grin.
“You got me there.”
The phone rang again.
“That might actually be the tow truck this time.”
You power walked over to the phone and answered it.
“Hello ma’am our tow truck is about 5 to 10 minutes out from getting to you. We will call you as soon as we get word that he’s on his way back, and unfortunately you will have to come till tomorrow morning to get your quote.”
“That’s fine, thank you.”
You walked back into the living room and grabbed your jacket.
“The tow truck will be here in 5 to 10 minutes so I’ll probably wait for it on your front porch. I can’t get a quote till the morning so I’ll probably order a taxi as soon as they leave with my car.”
“Let me just grab a hoodie and I’ll wait out there with you. Also youcanstayhereifyouwantto.”
He said the last part so fast as he tried to dart up the stairs.
“What?” you called from the bottom of the stairs.
He stopped on the second to last step and turned to face you.
“Yeah not to be to forward or anything but I’ve got plenty of rooms and I would hate to put you in a taxi from the middle of nowhere at almost 3 am. I have rooms that lock from the inside if that makes you feel any safer.”
You thought about the text from your best friend and all the times your friends made fun of you for being so “lame” and decided to take a risk.
“You know what I’d love that. Thank you.”
He smiled and shot you a thumbs up before descending into his room. He ran back down and accompanied you outside. It was completely dark outside, the street was just illuminated by the moon and the stars. You could see the tow truck approaching from some ways down the road.
“I have a duffel bag with clothes in my back seat so I’ll probably get that and bring it in.”
He nodded and followed closely behind you. You waited for a bit as the tow truck approached. The guy seemed nice but tired, considering as he made almost no small talk except to ask you to sign certain papers.
“I’ll see you in the morning ma’am,” he said climbing into his tow truck.
You and Tom quietly walked back to his house.
“Do you want me to show you the rooms?” he asked as soon as he locked all the doors behind him.
“Do you have a pool?”
“Yeah why?”
“Is it heated?”
“I believe so.”
“Are you up for a night swim? The sky is too beautiful to pass up a night swim with a new friend in summer, Tom Holland.”
He looked at you confused but intrigued.
“I really like where your head is at Y/N. I think this can be the start of a beautiful relationship-UHH I MEAN FRIENDSHIP.”
You laughed as his cheeks went a deep red this time, traveling all the way up to his ears.
“I’m going to go get changed and get some towels, the bathroom is right through there if you want to change in there,” he said as he started climbing up the stairs.
“Okay I’ll be waiting out there.”
You went into the bathroom and exhaled. This was something you’d never in a million years thought you’d be doing, but you were glad that you were. A cute British guy with a heated pool in the middle of nowhere? Even you weren’t dumb enough to pass up on that opportunity. You quickly changed into the bikini you packed in your duffel bag. You would usually beat yourself up for having the duffel bag in the first place considering you had it in there since the day your mom told you the chances of you needing an overnight bag in case of emergencies and you completely missed the joke about needing it for when you stay over at a guys house, but you were just happy you had an extra pair of everything right now.
You walked out of the bathroom at the same time Tom was walking down the stairs in nothing but swimming trunks. You could see his toned abs and arms and everything. It made your heart race. He walked up to you with a goofy grin and handed you a towel.
“You ready?”
“Of course,” you smiled at him and followed closely behind him admiring his back muscles.
Boy was this the best idea you’ve had for a while.
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