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Just So You Know

Tom Holland Angst

Here it is!! This is a little different to what I usually do so fingers crossed that you guys like it! Please leave any feedback, I would love to hear what you guys think of it!! Happy reading, love you all xx 💖💖

TOM HOLLAND ANGST ONESHOT

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Loving someone who doesn’t love you back is like grasping a rose tightly. It’s beautiful and overwhelming but if you hold it tighter it leaves you feeling unbearable pain. The love you have is so strong and overpowering you find yourself succumbing to it, you’re drawn to it as if it was a beautiful shining star in the night sky or if it’s just simply a drug, addictive yet dangerous.

The first time you met Tom was when he was introduced to you as your best friends new boyfriend. She was a bit of player, so the first thing you thought was that this guy, was not going to last long and would simply just be another one of her conquests. Unbeknownst to you, Tom had the power to change your best friends immature ways and he succeeded as the weeks went by. At first you didn’t see much of them, the couple were in what was called their “honeymoon” stage, where everything was just simply pure bliss and they were stuck in their own little bubble of love.

You were happy for her, knowing that Tom was the best thing to ever happen to her. It was such a joy, to watch her face light up at the mention of her boyfriends name, or to hear a small giggle escape her mouth whenever he calls her when she’s with you.

But a small part of you felt a sense of sadness. You couldn’t help but notice the many qualities of Tom over the couple weeks of knowing and forming a friendship with him. He was a perfect example of a gentlemen. He was respectful, took pride in how he looked, he was gentle, kind, loving, appreciative and now you were just rambling. He was everything you wanted and needed in a partner, but unfortunately he belonged to your best friend. If only you met him first, and maybe just maybe, you could’ve had a chance.

Only at this point, you only had a small crush, nothing big or important and something that could be easily brushed away or forgotten about in a matter of weeks. It was only a crush, thats what you thought. But that was definitely not the case.

You couldn’t quite pin point the exact moment, where you realised that your immature school girl crush, was anything but. Every time they cuddled, kissed or did anything that required showing affection around you, your heart throbbed against your rib-cage with a steady rhythm.

You werent allowed to feel this way. It was never meant to happen but you couldn’t help it. Your heart always wants what it wants, and there’s no denying that. It wasn’t fair that he was already taken especially by the person who you hold most dearly to your heart. Your best friend.

Thankfully you managed to keep your feelings under wrapped and well hidden. No one was aware of the love you held for Tom, already having chosen to bury it beneath your skin, making sure it would never escape to see the light of day.

It was a beautiful afternoon and the three of you decided to take a nice evening stroll along the river. Originally it was only going to be the couple, but they insisted you come along, the guilt of leaving you alone weighing heavily on their shoulders. After many protests from you, they both forced you out of the door, with nothing more than a huff from you.

You tried to play it off as you being lazy and not wanting to leave the comfort of your couch, but it was simply wanting to avoid the mishap of being the third wheel and having to watch them cuddle under the orange glow of the sky.

Trailing behind them slowly, hands clasped in front of you, you took in your surroundings appreciating everything that the Earth has to offer. London was beautiful, especially at sunset.

Without realising you caught up with Tom, who was standing gazing upon his girlfriend who was excitedly feeding the ducks down near the water.

You giggled at the sight, watching your best friend throw the stale bread towards the river where all the birds were frolicking and making a mess.

“She’s a dork” you laughed, shaking your head affectionately.

Tom nodded, his gaze falling upon you.

“She really is, isn’t she?” He smiled, a love sick expression forming on his face.

You both held eye contact, your head lightly tilting to the side, you smiled.

“A penny for your thoughts?” You whispered, the excited shrieking of your best friend echoing around the river.

“Have you ever been in love before? Like the kind of love that sweeps you off your feet, o-or the love that consumes your whole body and mind?”

You can tell that Tom is nervous by watching him bite his lower lip, a habit you have soon noticed after the first few weeks of knowing him.

“I- I don’t know” you stutter, caught off guard. “I don’t even know if that kind of love exists”

I’m lying.

“I think i do” He whispers, his shy gaze moving to look over at your best friend. You watch as his eyes soften, and his expression relaxes. He was in love, it was clear as day.

Maybe it was time for you to back away, and to leave for awhile. Maybe it was time to realise that whatever you were feeling was unhealthy and simply was only going to be a fantasy. Tom loved her, he really did even if he didn’t know it yet and you were definitely not going to get in the way of that. You didn’t belong, you were out of place and it was time to finally move on and to close this chapter of your life.

It was for the best.

“I’m going to head back.. if that’s okay” you hesitated, only receiving a nod as a reply. You watched as he was unaffected by your departure keeping his main focus on your best friend, the girl he was utterly and deeply in love with. You slowly walked backwards, taking in the sight of Tom before you. You wanted to remember everything about your first love, how he looked, dressed, smiled and laughed. You wanted to keep this as a distant memory but something to look back on and smile and appreciate every little feeling you had towards him. What you felt was love, a love so overpowering and full filling but your love wasn’t meant to be received by him, it didn’t belong to Tom. It belonged to someone else who would love and cherish you just as much as you would for them. It will be a much more powerful feeling, a love that would definitely sweep you off your feet.

You just had to look in another direction.

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Hehe. 💖

[lucysstoryworld]

Should I Stay.. or Should I Go?

Alternative Ending

Okay just before we begin, I have full permission from @spideybitey18 to make this alternate ending her currently on-going mini-series and she approves fully of my idea for this :)

This is to be read following part one. 

Warnings: angst, mentions of slight alcohol abuse.

An overwhelming sense of tranquillity overcame your body as you strolled towards the cerulean lake. The greenest of grass sat upon glorious mountaintops either side of the lake. You could feel the flowers beneath your feet as you walked towards the water. 

It had been quite some time since you had felt this calm, this free. The aching that entangled your body once before now seemed like a distant memory. All you could feel was warmth in your bones and weightlessness in your soul. Your eyes wandered to where the initials of your soulmate were written. 

TH. 

It was strange how the two letters’ presence on your body was not affecting you. You had expected to feel the familiar agony set into you, but now you were uninfluenced. 

With your head tilted high, you breathed in some of the fresh air. A wide, genuine smile stretched across your lips as a tear of joy trickled down your cheek. 

“So I assume you’ve already made up your mind then, darling?” A voice called from behind you. 

You pivoted to see Tom standing a few feet away from you, a sad smile gracing his face. “T-Tom? What are you doing here? A-Are you dead too?!” 

“No. And you’re not either. This is the medial plain. This is where fate allows the soulmate of an unrequited a chance to convince them to return to the land of the living. It is a safe place where you are unaffected of your feelings towards me and you can really think about where you wish to be. But as I said before, I think you’ve already made up your mind,” He said slowly. Tom bowed his head a bit as he smiled with tears filling in his eyes. 

“I-I’m confused. Are you actually here?” You asked. Fate had never once worked in your favour but now it was giving you the liberty to choose. 

“No, at this very moment in time, my real self is actually performing CPR on you.” He explained. Pity filled your being as you could imagine Tom desperately trying to keep you alive.

“What happens if I choose to live, to return to life?”  

“You will continue to live out the rest of your days without a soulmate and to never be intimately affected by another. If you decide to go to heaven, you will die in the real world. Your spirit will be free and will maybe find love in its next life.” You stared at Tom in awe. The idea of actually finding love excited you. 

You sheepishly smiled at your soulmate, “Like you said, I already made up my mind. I know it’s selfish but I need to move on.”

Tom was quick to engulf you in a hug, his strong arms wrapped around you. “It’s not selfish, love. You deserve peace after the pain you went through. That’s why I can say that from what I’ve heard; heaven is beautiful. Just as you are. We will all miss you, darling. This is a goodbye from all of us,” He whispered into your neck. “I wish you all the peace the universe has to offer.” He placed a quick peck to your cheek before dissipating into thin air. 

With a content smile, you turned back around to face the gently lapping shore of the lake. You placed your feet into the water and looked onto the horizon. 

“I’m ready now,” You whispered. 

* * * 

“T-Tom. . .”  Harrison called out weakly, sobs quaking his form. “Tom stop. That’s enough, she’s go-. . . she’s gone.”

Tom stared down at your body as tears uncontrollably fell from his eyes. “N-No! S-She can’t be! T-This isn’t hap-happening!” 

“Baby,” Zendaya called, her voice wavering from trying to stay strong. “The paramedics are here. You have to let them take her.”

This made Tom want to hold on even more. He latched onto your body and began to weep his heart out. It took the strength of Dom, Harry, Sam and Harrison to get Tom off you. You were his best friend. You were the second most important person in his whole life and now you were gone from his life forever. 

* * * 

The following days were the hardest any of the Hollands, Harrison and your own family had ever experienced. You had been ripped from them so suddenly that it was difficult to comprehend.

Tom was beyond distraught. He felt like he was responsible for your death because he was unknowingly your soulmate. Soulmates are guardians of the spirit, as some of the older folk liked to say. It never fazed Tom until he saw his own initials engraved onto your skin. Tom had spent his last few days wishing he were the one that had an unrequited soulmate as he wished he could feel the pain you endured on the daily. He begged Harrison to tell him what you went through so he could punish himself for not knowing. 

However, no one was more upset than Harrison. He had grown so close to you when you confided in him. He was with you almost every day of his life, nursing you through your misery. Harrison had really grown accustomed to having you around and now that you were gone, he felt like he had lost a part of himself. A hollowness had perched itself into his heart. After you were pronounced dead, Harrison went home and read through every text conversation you shared with him. He listened to all the call logs he had stored, his heart bleeding when he heard some calls were of you amidst a panic attack. 

That night went down as Harrison’s lowest moment. 

He screamed, he broke things, he drank. He wanted to forget the world. 

The hole in his heart only grew as the casket laid in front of the altar, your friends and family speaking fond words that he was incapable of vocalising due to his own grief. 

* * * 

Tom and Harrison stood side by side as they watched the coffin being lowered into the ground. Both men were crying silently as the third person of their trio was gone. 

Never again would they see you smile. Never again would they hear you laugh at one of their stupid jokes. God your laugh, it was the most contagious thing on the planet. 

A small wind blew up the boys’ spine and at the same time, they heard a very faint whisper. Almost like it was for only them to hear.

“And as I’m laid to rest, I am happy. I am free.”

Word Count: 1100

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[prettybubblesintheair]

So this just happened because your story inspired me @spideybitey18 hope you like it, and there’s three because I couldn’t decide so yeah 😊.

I can’t tag the Masterlist for this because I’m currently using my phone but I add that later

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THANK YOU, and you’re welcome !! 😂💗

Awake [T.H]

Summary: TOM’S POV x Fem! Reader. He’s with someone else but is still in love with you.

A/N: Honestly this was the hardest thing I’ve ever tried to write, so much so that I deleted it like 4 times and it’s STILL probably such a mess but it’s based on one of my favorite songs (which is so perfect that it was almost impossible to recreate). But I hope you can still enjoy it !! ALSO, a huge thank you to @tomhollandeu who put up with my constant stress and helped so much, THANK YOU ILY 💗

Listen to the song while you read (I highly recommend you listen even if you don’t read!)

Warning: angst, heartbreak, ANGST, some cussing, fluff

*Everything in italic is a flashback

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“I can’t do this anymore, Tom.” Your voice was barely above a whisper as you said exactly what I never wanted to hear. You hugged yourself tighter, forcing the distance between us. You wanted to push me away. To hurt me in any possible way so I would give up. No matter how much I tried to change your mind though, you stayed strong. You were always the strongest person I knew. I just wanted this to be the exception. I wanted you to break down and let me back in but your mind was made up. And your heart? It had given up on me.

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I messed up. It was my fault that you ended it and I didn’t blame you. I didn’t put you first, the way you deserved. I was away too much and eventually the promises we kept making, were always broken. It just wasn’t our time and when you finally said the words that I feared the most, I knew that I would do whatever I could to make up for those broken promises no matter how long it took.

“Babe?” Liv’s soft voice broke me away from my thoughts. “What are you thinking about?” She asked as she cuddled closer to my side, tracing circles on my chest.

I couldn’t tell her the truth because the truth was that my thoughts were always haunted by you. I looked down into Liv’s crystal, blue eyes and I couldn’t help but think of all the color in yours.

“Just work stuff,” I say, but I knew she didn’t believe me. She nodded and closed her eyes. I could feel her cold breath on my skin as she fell asleep and I wrapped my arms tighter around her, wishing that it was enough. Because instead of feeling like I was home, I felt empty and lost.

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“Tommmy.” You said my name the way you always did when you wanted something. Like you thought for a second that I would ever deny you of anything. You started to leave trails of soft kisses on my neck and I laughed.

“I have to get up early, love,” I said, but it didn’t matter. You got what you wanted. A night filled with love before I had to leave the next day.

“Promise me, Y/N?” I asked, before reaching the terminal for my flight. You stepped closer, your fingers entangled with mine. “Promise me this will last. I know I’ll be gone for awhile but I won’t be able to do it without knowing I have this…” I kissed you slowly, making it last as long as possible. “To look forward to when I get home.”

You smiled that bright smile while your eyes filled with tears. “I promise.”

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I knew then that you were home to me. I kept denying it with Liv. Hoping that I would fall in love with her the way I fell for you. I loved her, I did and as I watched her sleep I knew that was true. She was beautiful and kind and she deserved so much better. Liv deserved to love someone who’s heart wasn’t already given away. Someone who would dream of her, too.

I kissed her forehead, moved gently out of bed and walked into the bathroom. I soaked my face, hoping the cold water would help calm me down. It did for a second until I saw Liv in the reflection of the mirror. She knew about you. She knew deep down that I didn’t love her the way she loved me. She just never wanted to admit it and I didn’t want to hurt her. But you were still all I thought about and my heart was still yours and fuck I think it always will be.

“Liv, I…” I started to explain. I felt awful. This wasn’t fair to her, I knew that.

She smiled slightly, and placed her hand on my chest just above my heart. “It’s Y/N, isn’t it?” She said it like she’d known for awhile and I guess she had.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you, Liv. I just-“ I was trying to keep it together but every second for the past few months without you were weighing on me more than ever. There was no holding it in anymore. Liv stepped closer, wiping away a few tears before wrapping her arms around me. She held me for what felt like hours and I didn’t know why. Why didn’t she hate me? Why wasn’t she yelling or telling me to leave? I deserved it but that wasn’t who she was.

“Tom, I’ve known for awhile. I can tell when you look at me that you’re not actually seeing me. You’re always a million miles away even when you’re right next to me. I tried denying it over and over because I love you and I thought maybe you just needed time…” Liv trailed off, now trying to hold herself together. “I think we both know that that’s not the case.” She said and smiled before tilting her face up to kiss me one more time.

“Liv, I’m so sorry. You deserve better than me and I know that you’re going to find it,” I said, looking into her eyes for the last time. “And I hope everything works out for you, Tommy. Now go.” She started pushing me toward the door and before I left, I turned around and winked. She shook her head and laughed which was exactly what I needed to hear. I needed to know that she would be okay.

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Driving the familiar route to your apartment again already felt right. I just hoped that I wasn’t too late. That you hadn’t already found someone who woke you like you woke me. Knowing my luck, you had. You had given your heart away again and I was just a person of the past about to walk back into your life. I probably should’ve kept driving. Should’ve passed your building and let you be but I couldn’t. I had to see you and at least try and get you back. So now I was in front of your door, a nervous wreck. I felt my hands shaking as I reached my arm out to knock. There was no answer.

“Dammit, what am I doing,” I cursed quietly and started to walk back down the staircase, but as soon as I turned, you were there.

“Tom?” You said my name so quietly I almost didn’t hear it. I smiled and before I could say anything, you found your way back into my arms.

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I WOULD LOVE ANY KIND OF FEEDBACK !!

[thatshithurted8]

Overboard

Summary: In which the outcome of a traumatic event the Pogues go through leaves JJ feeling numb and hopeless.

Request: Something a lil different - I was wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader is JJ’s girlfriend and one day when they were out surfing with the pogues, the reader gets bitten by a shark? Happy or sad ending you choose 😁 lmao I just watched soul surfer heheheh @spideybitey18 

Trigger Warnings: Severe injury (amputation, blood loss, shark attack, etc), mention of bipolar and depression. If you get triggered easily by any of these things I highly suggest you skip this read!

Word Count: 1.9k

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JJ will never forget the sound of you screaming in pain. 

It all happened so fast that none of the Pogues had a chance to evaluate the situation. One moment you and JJ were dancing and kissing then the next you were swimming away from the boat after falling overboard. 

The Pogues were used to your impulsive behavior and weren’t that surprised when you remained in the water. However, there was something they didn’t know, even your beloved boy friend, JJ. You were just diagnosed as bipolar. 

Despite not letting your boyfriend or best friends know you have been recently diagnosed as bipolar, they were used to your behavior and actions. You were even more impulsive than JJ at times and then all of a sudden you would be swarmed by feelings of emptiness and numbness, that left you lying in bed for weeks at a time. None of the Pogues nor JJ even connected the dots and assumed that you were bipolar. After all the school system barely talked about mental health and illnesses how were they supposed to know the signs and symptoms?

 You were diagnosed when your mom brought you to the doctors after you continued to add wood to a bonfire you were having with your younger brother. The fire was so big and out of control that it almost caught onto your house, but yet you continued to add wood. That was your moms last straw, she was tired of you acting so carelessly and then proceed to randomly become depressed. 

Even though your parents and the rest of your family are supportive of your diagnosis you didn’t want to believe it. Being bipolar would mean people would think you were crazy and most people would see the illness before they see you as a person. With your parents wanting the best for you they pushed for you to take medicine and eventually go to therapy, but you didn’t want any of that. You liked you the way you were. So you found yourself sneaking out of your house after getting into an argument with your mom for not taking your meds. If only you knew that just a few hours later you would be fighting for your life. 

Of course your friends and boyfriend were concerned and worried when you first fell over board after hitting a rough patch of water, causing the boat to rock back and forth. They were worried that you hit your head off of the side of the boat, but luckily you resurfaced quickly, letting out a carefree laugh. A laugh that JJ loved so much. 

JJ had to admit at first he thought it was amusing that you were swimming away from the boat, but then he suddenly saw a fin poking through the deep water, causing him to freeze. He seemingly forgot that basically everyone in the Outer Banks was out on the water after hearing the news that around fifteen great white sharks were spotted not too far off of the shore. The only difference though was that the Pogues were the farthest out in the water, you claiming that it would be impossible to spot a shark when the waters were heavily crowded with Kooks, Pogues and Tourons alike. JJ wanting to appease you, who he loved so much decided to drive the boat further out into the water while you and your best friends danced and drank. 

Seeing the shark fin put all of the Pogues in a frenzy except for you. Instead of swimming back to the boat or grabbing a hold of the life preserver that John B threw to you, you swim in the direction of the shark. The four Pogues on board screamed and watched with horrified expressions while you laugh before dipping under the water. 

A few seconds go by before you resurface and when you do you let out a scream, claiming that the shark bit you. This only causes your friends to freak out even more. Kie throws in another life preserver towards you, John B scrambles to find JJ’s gun to shoot the shark, Pope screams at you to remain calm and JJ throws his hat off and gets ready to jump into the water to grab you. 

However, everyone stops panicking when you start to laugh while splashing around in the water, making a big commotion. JJ remembers yelling at you for pulling something like that while Kiara simply hugs Pope so she could stop shaking. 

JJ never yelled at you, but you were irritated that they didn’t find it funny. Couldn’t they tell that you were having fun? Why did they have to ruin your fun? 

In the midst of you laughing, JJ telling you to get back on the boat in an authoritative tone and the rest of the Pogues calming down no one noticed where the great white went.  And soon enough everyone found out. 

Despite everyone being annoyed or upset with you, you continued to swim and splash around in the deep water. You felt so carefree and happy, it was euphoric. However, this all came to an end when you let out a gut wrenching shriek, making the hairs on the back of JJ’s neck stand up. 

This time wasn’t a joke and you actually got bitten by the shark you weren’t afraid of just mere seconds ago. At first your best friends thought you were just playing again, but from the sound of your scream JJ knew you weren’t. 

Almost instantly JJ sprung into action to save his girlfriend. Without thinking he jumped into the water. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as he swam through the water and grabbed you, the water around you two becoming red. He quickly wraps his arm around your waist and uses his other hand to grab one of the life preservers all the while trying to look out for where the aquatic predator went. 

John B and Pope instantaneously grab a hold of the rope connected to the life preserver to pull you guys back on board while Kie pulls up the anchor from underneath the water. The boys hearts race faster as the seconds go by, especially when they see the shark fin cut through the water once again. 

Once you and JJ are beside the boat JJ lifts you up and Pope and John B grab you. However, their eyes pop out of their sockets when they see the damage to your body. The shark bit off your right hand and forearm. It was like a scene from soul surfer, minus the surfing part. 

Kie comes running over after putting the anchor back inside the boat. She helps John B lay you down on the floor gently while Pope helps JJ get back on. JJ remembers his heart race increasing rapidly in that moment. He didn’t realize how bad it was. 

Instantly JJ falls to his knees and goes to your side. Without communicating with each other John B runs and starts the boat, slipping on some of your blood on the way there. Pope stood frozen in one spot watching with wide eyes while JJ grabbed your other hand. 

None of them expected that the day would end up like this. The sound of JJ’s voice screaming for someone to call 911 would replay in the Pogues heads over and over again like a broken record, that will haunt them forever. Desperation and worry leaked from the blondes voice as he continued to yell at his friends. 

Kiara grabs your phone and calls 911. Within seconds she was on the line with a dispatcher and explaining to them what happened. JJ tried his best to remain calm while talking to you, expressing how much he loved you and how you were going to make it. Shock still washed over Pope and he started to pace while John B started to drive the boat back to shore. 

However, since you wanted to go out farther into the water than everyone at the beach that day you guys were miles away from shore. It also didn’t help that the water was already crowded with boats to begin with. 

Despite being so focused on you JJ somehow hears Kie yell at him to apply pressure to your wound. He does as follows and presses down where the shark bit, soaking his hands in blood. Kiara covers her ear to hear the operator properly before barking out her next orders to JJ. 

He had to apply more pressure than what he was giving. Pope finally breaks out of his trance and runs over to help JJ, with that he tells the blonde to un-do his belt, which he immediately does. It wasn’t like you guys were planning on going swimming so JJ simply wore his normal cargo shorts, boots and muscle shirt. 

Pope wraps the belt around your severed arm, just above the elbow as Kie tells John B to stop because they were sending a helicopter. The two boys tighten the belt, but it slips off of your arm every few seconds because of your arm being covered in your slick blood. 

JJ looks down at you and moves your hair out of your face, blood transferring from his hands to your forehead. For some reason you were extremely calm it was like your body went into shock. You were aware of what happened, but you felt paralyzed. 

The Maybank boy continues to whisper sweet nothings to you as Pope struggles to keep the belt wrapped tightly around your arm. Despite it feeling like decades before the helicopter got there it actually got there quite quick. 

The red emergency helicopter flew above the boat and dangled a paramedic and air stretcher down. Much like the attack, you getting strapped into the stretcher before being taken up into the helicopter happened extremely fast. 

Little did JJ or the Pogues know that was going to be the last time they saw you alive. As JJ told you how much he loved you one more time the sight of your glazed over eyes will be forever imprinted into his memory. 

Although the Pogues hoped and prayed for the best while speeding back to shore, coated in your blood their wishes wouldn’t come true. On the way to the hospital you passed away due to blood loss. 

This would ultimately make JJ and the rest of the Pogues feel guilty for the rest of their lives. If only they acted quicker. 

Every night since that fateful day JJ would stay up laying on the pull out couch in John B’s living room. He was emotionally numb and tired. He desperately wanted to cry after all the love of his life just passed away and he couldn’t help, but think it was his fault. If only he didn’t drive the boat further out into the water or if only he jumped into the water and grabbed you before the attack. Despite wanting and needing to let his emotions out he continued to bottle them up. He was too numb to cry anyways. 

JJ was so upset that he almost missed your funeral entirely. He couldn’t bring himself to get out of bed and face your family. After all wasn’t it his fault that he allowed you to feed into your impulsive antics? 

Even though JJ was staying at John B’s he hadn’t said barely a word to any of his grieving friends. He was too heartbroken and wrapped up in his depressing thoughts. If only he knew it wasn't his fault nor yours and who was at fault was the chemistry in your brain. 

So as he stood beside your family and the Pogues at your funeral a tear finally breaks free and falls down his face as your casket lowers into the ground. 

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A/N: I love this request, but i decided to take a different route while writing this as I didn’t want it to be too similar to my other fic Daredevil. Nonetheless I hope you like it and thank you for sending in a request! Love you and thank you for supporting me

[spideybitey18]

Not What I Had In Mind - Part 3

Hey guys! After a few months, i am finally back with part 3!!! This is quite angsty and not a happy ending, but please let me know what you think! I LOVE YOU <3 <3

Harrison x reader

WARNINGS: Angst, Heartbreak, Not a Happy ENding, NOT EDITED

PART 1  PART 2

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Not What I Had In Mind - Part 3

You slowly carried yourself up to the apartment you shared with Harrison, your legs weak and frail as you held the railing for support. You were drunk and off your head, all of your emotions having been released from the bottle due the amount of alcohol you have a consumed in the last hour. You were now left feeling numb, and void of any emotions. Tom was following behind you, a little less drunk but not in his right mind.

You were both tired after the events of today, it was supposed to be perfect, a picture perfect dream but it turned out to be what was your worst nightmare. You finally reached the end of the staircase, where your small apartment was at the top of the building. It was nothing special, just a two bedroom apartment that was a little rundown, but had everything you and Harrison wanted to start your journey together as a married couple. You unlocked the door, pushing it open to reveal the darkened living room, where all of your wedding presents have been delivered, and scattered all over the room. A lump was formed in the back of your throat at the reminder that it will now only be you to send everyone not ‘thank you’ cards, but ‘I’m sorry that you had to spend and waste your money, but now I wont be needing this’ card. 

As if all the anger came rushing back, you strided towards the presents picking up random ones and throwing them around in frustration. How dare he, If he wanted to leave this way, the least he could do is fix up his own mess instead of leaving it with you.

Tom stood by the door, his blurry eyes watching your every move before he stumbled towards you. He grabbed a hold of your hands which was holding a very expensive vase. It had a beautiful pattern that would complement a nice bunch of sunflowers, you thought. Your eyes widened as he shook his head, his hands softly grabbing it out of your shaky grasp. You sighed, your eyes watering once again. Tom smirked down towards you, his hand gripping the vase tightly before he threw it against the wall, the glass breaking into millions of pieces like your heart. You gasped, your hand moving to cover your mouth. Without realising, a small giggle left your lips before you started completely laughing, your head thrown back. Tom soon joined in, both of your laughter joining together and bouncing of the walls of your empty apartment. You both kept laughing almost like you were insane, masking the true feelings that you held behind the happy façade.

A light knock from the door, interrupted the laughter. Tom and you both shared a look before walking towards the front door, curious as to who would come here at 2am in the morning. You weakly twisted the knob open, before opening the heavy door to reveal the last person you would think would show up after everything that had happened.

“Harrison?” You mumbled, your eyes widening at your fiancé.

He gulped, his eyes puffy and red. You took a good look at him, noticing that his expression held exhaustion, and his hair was dishevelled and out of place. He still wore his wedding tux, the tie undone from the constant pulling at it. You remembered how Harrison used to complain about how tight the tie would be, before pouting your way, asking you to fix it. It was annoying, but you loved doing it.

 Your heart pounded against your rib cage as he looked dashing and handsome, like always. He looked just like your Harrison, the love of your life. Minutes passed by as you both continued to stare at each other, basking in each other’s presence.

“I-I’ve come to pick up some clothes I’ve forgotten”

You slowly nodded in understanding, your eyes moving to look at the floor nervously. You still made no effort to move out the way, too stunned to even believe that Harrison was here, but not in the way you were hoping. Secretly, you wished he came back to apologise and beg for forgiveness, and you would’ve in a heartbeat, your love for him overpowering any other emotion.

“Y/N?”

You flinched at the sound of his voice, before slowly retracting back into the room, your dirty torn up wedding gown following behind you. Harrison’s eyes widened at the sight of your tattered dress, even though it was ruined beyond repair, you still looked beautiful, like a broken beautiful queen. He slowly stepped in to his apartment, noticing glass shards all over the carpet, a few opened presents thrown across the room and some still kept in their packages sitting by the couch, untouched. Tom cleared his throat, his brows furrowed disappointedly at his best friend. Harrison gulped, his eyes refusing to meet his best friends face.

Harrison quickly disappeared into your shared room to gather the rest of his belongings without another word or explanation. Your knees buckled beneath you before collapsing onto the carpet, your knees red with carpet burn. Your dress surrounded you in puffs, the waist feeling tight as you struggled to breathe, your throat closing up as tears threatened to spill.

He’s actually leaving me, you thought.

Tom watched as you struggled to get back up before joining Harrison in your room.

“Why do you have to leave?” you mumbled, your voice hoarse.

Harrison jumped, his back facing you as he continued to pack his clothes in his suitcase.

“W-what did I do wrong? Please tell me so I can fix it baby please”

Harrison still kept quiet, a sigh falling from his lips as he moved towards the bathroom to grab his toiletries. He wanted to make this quick, so he could leave as soon as possible. He was hoping that when he turned up here, you and Tom wouldn’t be here yet.

He came back into the bedroom, his hands full with his stuff before placing it into the suitcase. Out of frustration you came up behind him, your voice coming out with desperate with pleads.

“Harrison please I beg you, please don’t leave me.. I don’t know what I will do without you”

He slowly zipped up the suitcase, his eyes downcast.

“Please..”

He picked up the suitcase, before brushing past you without a word.

“Wait.. where are you going, please stay so we can talk about this..” You hiccuped.

You followed him out, your hand grasping his bicep to make him stop, but he was too strong. You didn’t notice, but he had tears in his eyes as well, ignoring you was the worst thing he could ever do, and it was hard.  

As the front door came into both of your view, Harrison sped up to escape. You became more desperate, stumbling over your dress as you cried, begging him not to go. Tom watched the scene unfold with a heavy heart, his gaze locking with Harrison��s. Harrison’s eyes were begging Tom to help, his crystal blue eyes more prominent with the tears. Tom nodded in understanding, knowing that this must be hard on his best friend too, even if he didn’t know the real reason. Tom met up with your pace, just as Harrison spun the door knob, ripping the door wide open to reveal the staircase.

You throat was raw from sobbing uncontrollably, your hands reaching for Harrisons suitcase in his hand as if that would stop him from leaving. Tom wrapped his hands around your waist, his strong arms pulling you back and away from fiance. You yelled in protest, your tears drowning your cheeks. You kicked and screamed, your arms grasping the air towards Harrison as Tom kissed and whispered comforting words into your ear to help calm you down. Nothing helped, your eyes watching as Harrison spun around to give you one final look, his own heart clenching at the sight of you in such pain.

“H-HAZ please don’t leave me” You sobbed, your tears mixing in with your mascara.

A tear fell from Harrison’s eyes as he watched your heart break even more.

‘I love you so much’, he mouthed watching as your face faltered and your cries subsided. He knew you got the message, his eyes watering further as your face scrunched up in further pain.

He turned around slowly, taking large breaths preparing for what was about to come. You watched him descend down the staircase, your body shooting forward in an effort to follow him, but your body was caged in Tom’s comforting arms, his grip tight and secure.

“Tom! Let me go! I-I need to follow him, please! I-I love him, I need him please let me go!”

You continued to sob, every cry begging Harrison to come back, but he never did.

Minutes passed and Harrison still hasn’t come back. Your body fell against Tom’s in exhaustion, your throat throbbing with pain. Tom whispered sweet nothings in your ear, his lips moving to press a kiss against your forehead. 

“I’m here darlin’, I’m here and im not going anywhere” He whispered.

You nodded limply, an occasional hiccup leaving your body. Your hand grasped a hold of Tom’s shirt, as you placed your head against his chest, listening to the beats of his heart, the sound oddly comforting you.

A stray tear fell from your eye, descending its way down your cheek before finding its destination on top of Tom’s hand that was holding yours. 

His hand flinched. 

“I’m not going anywhere” he repeated.

 ~~

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The Unheard of Hollands - 3

Summary: The Holland's continuously helping y/n at the best times.

Warnings: None.

AN: This is mainly how y/n learns that she isn't alone anymore and the Holland's are going to help her a lot. And I think it's shit sOOOO sorryyyyy. Hope you enjoy anyway!

"Mummy!" Y/n sighed, rubbing her eyes as she twisted the cap of Tyler's bottle shut. She began to walk upstairs both hands holding the twins bottles.

"Mummy!" Tyler screamed again, dragging out the y. Y/n prayed he'd stop crying so he wouldn't wake up his sister.

"Momma!" Too late. Y/n hurried up the stairs reaching the top before bumping into someone. She dropped the bottles, making milk spill on the floor.

"Fuck! Fuck. No no no." Y/n said, kneeling on the ground picking up the bottles.

"Mummy!" "Momma!" The twins yell, making y/n's anxiety rise higher.

"Y/n?" She raised her head to see Harry. She let out a hmm, standing with the bottles. He walks towards her and wipes away her tears.

I was crying?

Harry hugs her before kissing her head, he grabs the bottles out of her hands and pushes her towards her room.

"Go help the twins calm down, I'll get their milk, ok?" He said, a concerned look on his face.

She nodded, "Thank you so much Harry."

"No problem, y/n." He said, smiling softly before heading down the stairs to refill the bottles.

-

"Y/n?" The voice coming from the youngest Holland. He noticed her walk downstairs as he was going to use the restroom and decided he'd come to check on her.

Y/n sat on the corner of the couch, staring at the TV with tears falling from her eyes. She wiped her eyes and turned to look at Paddy.

"Hey bud, why are you up?" She asked quietly, turning her body towards him.

Paddy shrugged and plopped down on the couch next to Y/n.

"Are you ok?" He asked, looking at her.

She sighed and turned to Paddy, and rubbed her eyes.

"I'm ok," She sighed. "Just that, being a single mom is kinda hard."

"Well, just remember that you aren't alone anymore ok." Paddy explained, hugging Y/n. "We're here. And you know that we'll help if you need it."

That made her night.

-

A bright light came through the window, shining upon her figure. Her eyes fluttered open, taking in the scenery.

The semi-empty room, only filled with 2 toddler cribs, a bed and a medium sized dresser. The curtains half open, allowing the light in.

Her eyes shifted to the cribs, when her heart started to race. Both cribs were empty. She quickly jumped out of bed, running out of the room.

Upon hearing giggles, both obviously different. Her heart began to steady itself as she made her way down the stairs. She looked into the kitchen to find Sam and Harry each feeding the two year olds, porrage.

She walked into the kitchen, unaware of her tears that fell onto her cheeks.

"Mummy!" "Momma!" The kids yelled when they saw her, making her presence known to the older twins.

The boys turned to her, smiling before noticing her tears. They stood up straight up and walked to her with concerned looks on their faces.

"Y/n?" Harry asked, pulling her into a hug. "Why are you crying?" Sam asked, pulling her into a hug after Harry.

She pulled away from the hug and wiped her tears before slapping their shoulders.

"You absolute numbnuts! You scared me!" She yelled, pushing them away so she could walk to her kids.

"That was the worst feeling in the world!" She yelled, smiling at them before pulling them into a hug.

"But thank you for letting me sleep." Y/n finally nodded, before turning back to her kids.

"You had fun with your uncles?" She asked, kissing their foreheads.

They nodded, giggling. Sam, Harry, and Paddy we're great with the kids and loved them unconditionally. Dominic and Nikki are constantly buying them things, and spoiling them.

She was so grateful for them, even if they weren't technically related.

She loved them and so did Tyler and Sofia.

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bulletproof | t.h. — part one

Pairing: Agent!Tom x Agent!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: You have one job. Get the evidence and get out. Should be easy enough but with your incredibly irresistible partner in your ear the whole time, it’s a little hard to stay focused.

Warning: A LOT OF DIALOGUE, crime, cursing, angst, major flirting like, did I mention dialogue !!!! 

A/N: COLLAB WITH @thelazypangolin ! This started as a blurb request but I was so inspired and excited about it that I knew it had to be BIG and I couldn’t do it alone. I’m honored to be writing with her and we honestly are having so much fun with it that I’d be shocked if it didn’t turn into an entire series. (That will depend on the feedback we get so please let us know what you think ok?) We are just so proud of this and we really hope you enjoy it ❤️

Your hands reach for the computer that sat in front of you as drops of perspiration trickle down your forehead. You were well aware that the mission would be risky, but your lazy ass hated time-bound tasks enough for you to start stressing out.

Your hand finds the mini USB drive you had stashed in your back pocket earlier and despite it being a minute device, it would be the deciding factor on whether your assignment failed or succeeded.

“Y/N, you sure you can handle this one?” Tom’s voice flows softly through the tiny earpiece.

He was always teasing you and you loved it, but of course would never admit it. Rolling your eyes at the hidden cameras surrounding you, you hear him laugh.

“I can handle anything,” you assure him, a sly smirk spreads across your face. It was true and he knew it. You had only been working together for a few months and he already knew you better than anyone else ever had. You’re strong, the strongest person he knows, and so fearless. It was the reason you were offered the position in the first place because no matter what, you never backed down.

“I know. But are you sure you can stay focused, love? You look so sexy right now.” He tests you and you know he’s busy eyeing the black, skin-tight pants and red leather jacket that were hugging you in all the right places.

“Something tells me that you are the one who's having a hard time focusing, eh Holland?” you chuckle, hiding the underlying anxiety.

“I might be more focused if you dressed more professionally, ya know,” his voice saturates your being, officially distracting you. Though it wouldn't be exactly wrong to say that you did love all the distraction he brought to the job.

“Maybe I’m just trying to show you what you’ve been missing out on,” you say, a little too confidently. You knew you needed to be completely invested in the screen in front of you, but couldn’t help yourself. You dished it right back, only you were better at it and you wished you could see his reactions.

You hear his voice hitch and he lets out a soft groan. “You sure, this is the right time and the right place to show that?”

“Better now than never.” Your fingers tap nervously on all the possible combinations of numbers to unlock the information, yet you manage to let the words glide effortlessly.

“How 'bout after we’re done here?” He says, sending a shiver up your spine as you imagine the gorgeous, uneven grin he most likely had on his face. You gasp dramatically. “Tom Holland, are you asking me out?”

“I might be,” he says and a nervous laugh escapes his lips. It had been months of continuous flirting and ensuing tension between the two of you, and he chose now to do this?

Getting too caught up in him, you enter just enough wrong combinations.

The analogue display immediately sets to 10:00.

“Y/N?”

“I’m fine, it’s just- I may have set off the intruder alert, no big deal,” you try to brush it off. The fact that you made a mistake in the first place was bad enough.

“Y/N, they’re going to be there any minute, most likely armed, do you hear me? Get out!” Panic ringing clearly through his words.

09:00

“I uh-” you glance at the illuminated numbers. “-still have nine minutes. I can do this.” You fake confidence to pacify your partner's concerns but on the inside, you knew that you were fucked, big time.

“No damn it, the moment that clock hits zero, this entire building blows up and all the evidence with be destroyed. You are not going down with it,” Tom was almost yelling through the earpiece, his shrill voice making your already pounding heart beat out of your chest.

“Tom, I have nine-” you correct yourself as your eyes find the blinking red warning once again. “-eight and a half minutes and I can and will make it.”

It would go against the image you had worked so hard to maintain so no, you were not leaving this unfinished. You were given the nearly impossible task of catching these guys. Known to be one of the most dangerous group of criminals and their specialty? Importing stolen money which you were chosen to get proof of on the tiny USB drive now plugged to the computer. It was safe to say that you were scared, a feeling you weren’t familiar with because when it came to what you did for a living, you almost never felt fear. Now with the time still ticking down, 08:00, your nerves threaten to get the best of you.

“Come on, come on,” You urge the data percentage to move faster as it feels like it stays at 43% for hours instead of mere seconds.

Tom was still frantic, his melodic tone that usually calms you down, now builds you up and not in the good way.

“Listen to me, Y/N. Get out right now or I swear I will come in after you,” he scolded seriously and there was no doubt in your mind that he would. But you couldn’t let them get away with this and he was just going to have to trust you.

07:00

“I can’t,” you shake your head, about to say exactly what he didn’t want to hear. “I-I have to see this through, otherwise it’s all for nothing.”

“If they see you, you’re dead. If you hide and that timer stops, you're dead. You might be willing to risk your life but I’m not!” Tom yells again, needing you to just listen to him for once. You could tell he was pacing back and forth and with each step that echoed through the speaker, you felt more anxious and equally annoyed.

“I’m staying, Tom. I’ll be fine. You know I always am,” your wavering tone barely convincing you as you try to ease his frantic heart.

“This is different! Your life's on the line and I refuse to just sit in this damn van and let it happen.” He was trying everything because maybe something he said would change your mind. Or at the very least, his voice. Always calm and smooth as silk somehow, even when he was pissed off. One of his many features that typically made you weak, but right now? It just wasn’t enough.

As much as the situation was testing you, Tom's words weren't making it any better and engulfed with rage, you snap. “My life is always on the line. None of our missions are without risks!”

The deafening sound of Tom's fists slamming on the tabletop fills your ears, making you flinch. “There is no mission if you're dead,” he screamed and you take a deep breath and keep watching the data that was close to 78% now. Any second now.

“Can you hear me, Y/N?” Tom heaves a sigh and you swear you could feel his warm breath calm your nerves. You shut your eyes close and muster the courage to utter at least a single word that wouldn't shatter your hopes anymore.

“Please… Listen to me, I can’t lose you,” Tom's voice is a mere whisper and your heart sinks at the possibility of the inevitable.

Nevertheless, you shake your head and put your fingers to your ear. “Tom, I'll make it. Trust me,” you assure him and swallow harshly as your eyes well up. You never were the emotional one, you had aced the impossible before, but today just happened to be the day when your heart ached and you wished to melt in someone's arms. Tom's arms.

“I love you.”

You blink your eyes and furrow your brows. “What?”

“I said I love you, Y/N.” You feel the pain in his voice despite the barriers and your brimming eyes overflow just enough to let a tear stain your cheek.

03:00

“Y-you?” Your lip quivers and breath gets caught up in your throat. You sniffle and shut your eyes, it wasn't real. “Do you-”

“I have been in love with you ever since that first fucking day,” he said, sure and steady.

Silence.

You swallow harshly as your eyes watch the data percentage reach close to 98%. Your fingers tap on the table in front of you, ready to pull out the device and run for your life. To run to him.

“Y/N?” You feel heart-wrenching pain as your name rolls  off his tongue. How little a gesture, yet still left you in misery.

01:00

“Dammit, talk to me!” The voice in your ears was loud, loud and desperate. You could even hear the tapping of his foot, like the world silenced every other sound so you could savour the last moment, let his words engulf you for the last time.

100%

“Done,” you manage to slip the word out.

“Run, Y/N!” he screams over the comms and you inhale deeply. Show time.

Your fingers wrap around the device and you pull it with a jerk and take to your heels. Your vision grows hazy and you hastily wipe your eyes with the back of your hand but it doesn't help. Your pools were clouded, but your thoughts weren't. Tom was quiet yet his voice was still playing at the back of your mind like a broken record and you loved it. Maybe it was the last time that you got to hear it and if so, at least it was filled with the love that you desperately needed.

You stumble and then regain your balance.

You had done this before.

You harshly clear your throat and part your lips to let the words out. You couldn't wait to be in his arms, to tell him that you felt exactly the same but your current situation wasn't assuring your chances of escape. You take a gust of air in through your parted lips and manage to push the words out.

00:00

“I lo-”

Boom.

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tumblr crushes challenge: where you post your own favorite blogs to spread positivity and get your amazing blogger-friends some more followers!  

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rules are simple - if you’re tagged, show off your tumblr crushes and tag your post #mytumblrcrushes and of course, you don’t have to, but why pass up an opportunity to make someone’s day with this?

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Tumblr Crushes

I was tagged by the marvellous @marvel-language . Thank you so much, my dear! You’re my crush, too. I was reading everyone’s crush posts all day and genuinely didn’t expect to end up on one of these, so thank you. Truly. Deeply.

You know the rules, lads, if you’re tagged, spread the love! Tag your crushes and include the hashtag #mytumblrcrushes!

Okay, in no particular order, here are the folks that I’m crushing on:

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Started: 6/07/18

Last Updated: 24/09/18

Total Works: 8

TOM HOLLAND:

She Will Be Loved - On going Series

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11    11.2    11.3    (Alternate Ending 1)

Should I Stay… Or Should I Go?? - On going

Part 1

Part 2

HARRISON OSTERFEILD:

Not What I Had In Mind - Open for a third part

Part 1 

Part 2

Part 3

PROMPT LIST:

Tom Holland - Cheating prompt 1

Tom Holland - Cheating prompt 2

Tom Holland - Cheating prompt 3

Tom Holland - Prengnancy/angst prompt

Harrison Osterfeild - Comforting/Depression prompt 

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Prompt: Tom being there when you run into an old toxic “friend”

WARNINGS: mentions of toxic friendships, self harm, attempted suicide, and uses of profanity.

This is something that actually happened to me and my best friend the other day, so thanks for the inspiration! Everything said in the prompt below has been said to me and my best friend by the same people. 

On occasion you and Tom decide to do something that neither of you would usually do just for the fun of it and to grow closer as a couple, today was the long awaited day that you would be taking Tom to a Kpop dance class in your local city. Paying you both went in to the dance area to start stretching and get ready, a few minutes before the class was due to start you make your way over to the cloak room since Tom had brought his phone in with him when you see someone from your past, someone who used to be your best friend, someone that was absolutely horrible to you, and after many many years you were finally able to get out from under her thumb and become a better happier person. 

Seeing this old face after so long brought up memories that sadly were not happy ones 

“You know I was the only person who liked you when were sick right” 

“Fine have a good life, I’m going to kill myself and its all because of you!” 

“You can’t be friends with her, you know I hate her! AND you were mine first” 

“How can you be friends with anyone else? It was so much better when just I was your friend” 

“Fine be that way, I’m cutting myself and its your fault” 

“Well I thought since you and Lucy weren’t at school there was no point going” 

“I failed year 12 because I didn’t show up enough and you KNOW that’s because you weren’t there to drive me since I hate taking the bus”

The words rushed through your head, flooding all your thoughts.

“You ok love?” tom says gently with his hand resting on your lower back, you just look at him and nod with a small smile

“Yeah let’s have fun, I’m not letting her ruin this” Tom chuckles while looking down at you “Sounds like a plan” he leads you back to the room where the two of you prepare to make complete fools of yourselves and have fun doing so, even if you can’t dance to save your life.

“Okay, can everyone please come in closer since there are more than 40 of you” the dance teacher calls out sadly, after moving in closer you notice you are standing just behind the person who made your life a living hell and someone who is supposed to be your friend, but she has yet to look at you even once the entire time you’ve all been there.

Seeing this Tom lens in to whisper in your ear “Do you want to change spots with me love?” 

“No, I won’t give them the pleasure of seeing me move away like a scared little girl, plus theres a mirror and I want to see myself fail this dance unlike you mister ballerina” you say without missing a beat. Tom moves back after laughing a bit too loud drawing people’s attention to the source of the noise.

As you start dancing you look over and sure enough Tom has got it down pat unlike you who is failing miserably, but still you smiled and laugh at yourself Tom joined in laughing a few times happy that you are having fun even with a horrible reminder of the past standing right in front of you.

It was only five minutes later that you see the two girls from your past storm out, not long after leaving the one who you believed was your friend came storming back in with her jacket on yelling at the top of her lungs “You are such a bitch, you are a horrible person we can see what you are doing, theres mirror you know” you stand there shocked and unable to move, this is someone that is supposed to be your friend and here she is yelling at you for no reason, Tom moves closer to you noticing everyone is looking at the commotion that has just been caused.

“I suggest you leave, (Y/N) is not a bitch nor is she horrible, she is a lovely girl and what you are saying is uncalled for in fact-” 

“I’ve got this tom” you say cutting tom off very calmly “I am so sorry that me being at a public event with 50 other people is apparently something that only she has the ability to do. I am not a bitch, I just stopped being manipulated, emotionally abused and so much more. I am here to do something fun with my boyfriend and thats that. Nothing petty, not to attack her or anything, its not my problem if she can’t spend an hour in a room with me just because I got out from under her boot and grew as a person. So leave because you are making a scene and quite frankly looking bat shit crazy while doing so for yelling at me for no reason. And quick question, if she has such a big problem with it why are you doing the work and not her? Face it, she is using you”

As she turns to leave you call out one last thing “Oh and by the way thats how a mirror is meant to work”. Once the two of them have both left Tom looks at you and after a moment you both burst out into laughter as everyone starts to go back to the dance routine. 

tags: @spideybitey18

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20 Questions Tag

I was tagged by @spideykisses, thank you so much!! <3

rules: answer the twenty questions and then tag twenty people you want to get to know better!

name: dei  c:

Zodiac sign: Leo ♌︎

Height: 5′2″

Languages spoken: english, filipino, japanese 

Nationality: Filipino

Fav fruit: (a filipino delicacy) turon!! 

Fav scent: don’t have one but i like petrichor 

Fav color: pastel lavender!!

Fav animal: doggo ofc

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: coffee w/ too much sugar

Fav fictional character: ogod where do i start... but one (just ONE) of my favs is Peter Kavinsky!! 

Dream trip: japaaaan absolutely

When blog was created: 2 years ago? but it was abt random shit at that time

Last movie seen: the greatest showman (2 nights ago haha, ik i’m late)

songs you’ve had on repeat:

Song one: 4ever by Clairo

Song two: idontwannabeyouanymore by Billie Eilish

Song three: spring time blues by M*A*R*S

Fav candy: anything gummy 

Fav holiday: Christmas!! 

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My crushes are Spideybitey18 and Starksparker ❤️

@spideybitey18 and @starksparker someone has a crush on you ;)

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