#tom hollan AU

[let-me-luve-you]

Just a Bite

Tom Holland x Sister

Summary: Tom notices his little sister not eating. He gets really concerned and decides to talk to her.

Warnings: Eating disorder, stressed, overwhelmed, brotherly love, hard love

A/N: I am basing this off of my experience. I’m sorry if any of you feel this isn’t a true disorder, but I as one who lives it, know it is. I didn’t see it as a problem until I started telling other people about my eating habits and they looked at me in shock and would then tell me what I was doing was wrong. 

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BUY ME A COFFE?

Being the youngest Holland meant that you had all of the attention or none of the attention. There wasn’t much in between. With Tom’s new movie coming out with Harry as an assistant director, Sam’s restaurant opening, and Paddy’s first movie being filmed, there wasn’t much attention on you at the moment. You weren’t complaining about the lack of attention either. You loved your family, but sometimes they were a bit over protective.

Lately, you have been struggling in school. As a 14 year old, you were taking classes the 18 year olds were taking. The school thought it would be best for you since you were blowing through the other work. With the new, harder work, it meant that you were spending a lot of time doing homework. You’re friends weren’t on speaking terms with you because they were mad at you for taking upper level classes.

Today, Tom was staying at the house to keep you company while your parents were with Paddy on set. Harry and Sam decided that since this was their first day off in a while, they would go into the city. Tom had noticed you staying home more and more. He also noted that you weren’t eating much. He’d been eating at your parents house since he’s been home because he was renovating his kitchen. Every time dinner was ready, you wouldn’t come down. Nikki would take a plate to you, but he started to notice you throwing it away and returning the plate.

He was concerned for you. He wanted to know if you were okay. He just didn’t know how to go about talking to you about it. Today he decided to cook all your favorites. And by cook, he means getting takeout. Tom knew he couldn’t cook. Last time he did, even Tessa spit it out.

After picking up the food, he went back in the house and set it all up on the counter. He walked upstairs to your room and knocked.

“Hey Y/N.” Tom asked through the door. He didn’t hear a response so he knocked again. “Y/N, you awake?” When Tom got no response once again, he gently cracked the door open to see you sitting at your desk with headphones in. He walked over to you and gently tapped you on the shoulder. You jumped and looked up at him. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you. I knocked and you didn’t answer.”

“Sorry. I like to listen to music when I do homework.” You said.

“All good. Are you at a stopping point?” He asked as he pointed towards the homework.

“Yeah. I’m just doing some math. Was looking at the next problem when you tapped me on the shoulder.” You said.

“Will you come down and join me for dinner? I feel like I’ve barely seen you since I’ve been home.” He said.

“I’m not really hungry right now.” You said going to put your headphones in. He grabbed your wrist to stop you.

“Well then use this as a break. Come sit with me while I eat.” He said.

“I can't, I have to finish this.” You said. He shook his head and pulled you away from the desk.

“Nope. You’re coming with me. You skipped lunch and I know you didn’t eat last night. So you are going to come down and eat.” Tom said, physically dragging you towards the kitchen.

“I’m not hungry though.” You said.

“I don’t care.” He pushed you into a chair. He grabbed the fork and shoved it into your hand. “Eat.”

You sighed and looked down. It was all your favorites, but you didn’t have an appetite. You knew you needed to eat. It’s been two days since the last time you did, but you just couldn’t. You pushed your food around on the plate as Tom watched. He sighed.

“What’s up with you?” He asked softly.

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“You are always doing homework. You’re not eating. You don’t go out and socialize with your friends anymore. I just want to make sure you’re okay. That you are staying healthy physically and mentally.” Tom said as he walked around the counter to hug you. “You can talk to me. I won’t judge you.”

“I’m just stressed. I have too much to do. I… I know I need to eat, but nothing sounds good, so I just don’t.” You finally said.

“Okay. What are you stressing about? School? If it’s school, I can try and help or I can just sit with you why you do it in case you just need to talk through the problem without me commenting.” He said, pulling away from the hug to look at you.

“It’s just a lot. I feel like I’m behind on the work and can’t get ahead. My friends quit talking to me because I’m in these upper level classes. Just not enough time in the day. And when I do get free time, all I want to do is sleep. I’m too exhausted to eat. Like the thought of chewing sounds like too much work.” You said looking at your plate.

“I’m sorry about your friends, but if they dropped you because you are in upper level classes, they aren’t your real friends. I know it sucks now, but you’ll be glad they aren’t around you in the future. As for the classes and feeling behind, I’m home for the next two months. I’ll come over and help you. We will get you on a normal, stress-free schedule. We don’t want this to become a worse eating disorder, so we will work on that as well.” Tom said before he kissed your head. “I don’t want to see you struggle. I don’t want to see you stressed.”

“I’m sorry.” You said pushing more of your food around.

“Don’t be. You can’t help this. Let’s take the night off from school work and most of tomorrow. We can have a movie night tonight, sleep in and then go to lunch tomorrow, and then work on some of your homework. Sound good?” Tom asked.

You looked at Tom for a second thinking about it before you nodded. “Yeah. That sounds good. Can we watch movies at your house? You have a comfier couch and bigger TV.”

“Yeah. We can pack a night bag. You can bring your homework too and we can work at my house tomorrow since I’ll be home alone. It’ll be too loud here.” Tom said. “But first, I need you to eat some of your dinner for me. You can take your time and you don’t have to eat all of it, but you gotta eat something.” He said pushing your plate a little closer to you. He walked around the counter and pulled a glass out of the cabinet. He filled it with water and pushed it towards you as well. “And drink this too.”

You looked at him and saw he was serious. You really weren’t hungry so you put a little on your fork and ate it. Tom smiled at you and then turned back to his own plate.

“Thank you for caring. I’m sorry if I’ve worried you.” You said quietly.

“I’ll always care for you. You always care for me. Anytime I’m working on a movie or on a press tour, you always call to make sure I’m eating, drinking water, and getting plenty of sleep. And you always call after seeing an interview and seeing how tired I am. You are always looking out for me, but sometimes I think you forget someone is looking out for you. I don’t want you to think I’m mean for making you eat when you don’t feel like it or for making you stop working on your homework. I just want the best for you all around.” He said softly.

“Thank you.” You said standing up and walking around the counter to hug him. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” He gave you a kiss on your head. “Now eat some more and we can go watch Killers.” You laughed and walked back to your plate.

[ohholyfanfics]

The Statue Part 6|Tom Holland

Last Part: The Statue Part Five 

Author’s Note: Here’s just a little filler and it feels so good to be back! This story has so much going for it and I can’t for you guys to see everything I have in-store. 

Prince Tom smiled softly as he led the two onto the grand lawn, the hot sun rays a welcome change. He couldn’t help but glance over to find y/n already giving him a soft glance. He gave her a soft peck on the cheek, watching as her lips formed into an O shape, as he tugged her along. Their first few moments were spent exchanging hello’s with some of the important guests. 

Once seated, y/n couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride as she watched her soon-to-be talk with those amongst the table. Her cheeks flushed as his head rested on her thigh. Grabbing the wine glass, she felt a sense of relief take over as the sweet taste of her favorite rose hit her tongue. 

“I hope everything is well Lady y/n.” she lifted her head to be greeted by one of her ladies maid as she nodded her head with a flush expression. The hot rays where shield by an umbrella as she softly dismissed the young woman. 

“Tom, when were you going to introduce me to this beauty..”  

y/n felt a wave of nervous hit her, as she watched Tom squirm in the stead besides her. Softly after the two had shared a few sweet kisses, she had giving him her full consent. Thomas not knowing yet, what to do with the new found information but thought now was the most perfect way to start. It wasn’t at all anyone from parliament nor was it a greedy reporter or royal trying to get some sort of inside scoop. 

“Harrison this is my fiancé y/n.” he smiled softly as he placed an arm around her chair. He watched as his childhood best friend smiled widely holding a hand out. He watched as she shook his hand with a small smile on her face. 

“Well y/n, I’ll say I don’t know how you do it.” he chuckled as she relaxed her shoulders letting out a soft giggle. “He’s a handful isn't he?” 

“A bit.” she shrugged as the prince faked offense but never once let the smile flutter from his lips. “but I couldn’t have picked a better prince too be stuck with.” she giggled pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his lips. 

Harrison watched with soft eyes, as his best friend leaned over press the softest of kiss on the girl’s lips. It was clear that everyone had caught whiff of the small action. The table was filled with gasps as mummers where soon being exchanged. 

“I’m glad you’re the one I get to rule beside.” he breathed out as her eyes shinned in a way he’d never expected. Squeezing his thigh she sent him the sweetest of smile. 

“Oh Thomas!” they heard a squeak from the other end to be met with a bright pair of green eyes and a rather judging stare. y/n sat straighter as she felt her palms begin to stare. 

“Lady Jessica..” Harrison nodded with a cold glance as he looked over at the prince who was wearing a blank expression. It was clear that there was so sort of tension. “Please address him as his royal title.” he added as the woman gave him a glare. 

“I think we are past that Harrison.” she stated a she occupied an empty seat from one of Thomas’ brothers. Placing her sunglasses on her head she examined the woman besides the prince, feeling a wave of jealousy run within her. 

“I didn’t know they let hags in..” Harrison muttered behind his glass as Jessica introduced herself to y/n.

“Lady Jessica and you must be Thomas’s friend.” she stated with a slight smirk as Thomas watched y/n smile. 

“Oh yes, I’m his fiancé.” she smiled softly as she placed her hand on the table. Lady Jessica coughed lightly, at the words leaving the woman’s mouth. Thomas on the other hand felt a since of pride wash over him as he heard the words slip from her lips. “Its a pleasure to meet you Lady Jessica.” 

y/n tried her hardest to remember just who Lady Jessica was and what importance she held with the royals. Her mind swirling as she thought back to the countless amount of prep she had gone through. 

“You must be so overwhelmed.” 

y/n smiled softly as she nodded her head bringing the glass to her lips. The sweet taste relaxing her as she felt a wave of confidence wash over her. She wasn’t sure if it was from Thomas holding her hand tighter or the fact that she had handled people like Jessica before. 

“A little bit..” she breathed out as watched her fingertip trace the rim of the crystal cup. “it’s all a little new but not anything I can’t handle. The Queen and King have been so welcoming.” 

“Darlin’ there's some people I would like for you to meet.” Thomas smiled as he stood from his seat. Bidding their goodbyes, the two watched as the royal couple made their way towards the grass where some of Thomas’ family stood.

“She seems too perfect.” Jessica muttered as Harrison gave her a slight glare. 

“Just because you didn’t break the spell doesn't mean you can ruin this for him Jessica.” 

“It’s lady Jessica to you.” 

“Cut the shit Jessica and let them be.” Harrison breathed out in anger as he stood from his seat. She watched as his eyes clouded over with a anger she’d never witnessed. “He’s happy.” 

“He doesn’t love her.” 

“Well he most definitely doesn't love you.” 

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Best Song Ever | Tom Holland

Summary:You and Tom dance to the best song ever

Song:Best Song Ever by One Direction

A/n:think I might make a series of fics from one direction songs 😗

Tom seen you as soon as you walked through the club doors.Your hips swayed in an enticing manner that made him and every other guy sit up straighter.Hoping to catch your attention.And he see. the way that you just marched past the bouncers like you belonged there.Like you had a right to be there.This was your castle and you were the queen.He watched as you walked immediately up to the bar and asked for a drink

You had already felt eyes on you as soon as you entered the club.You smirked as they followed you towards the bar and eyed you up and down,hoping they could take you home.But tonight you didn’t really want any of that.Tonight you just wanted to enjoy yourself.But when you turned your head to meet a pair of eyes,you debated throwing that all out.You ordered your drink while side glancing at the man with curly brown eyes,if he wasn’t going to make a move you would

And that seemed to be what was going to happen because your drink came and he was still staring.You picked up your drink and started to walke towards him.Tom noticed you were walking towards him and quickly looked away and down at the beer in his hand

“Oh cmon,you shy now?”You asked as you smirked and leaned against the bar

“My bad”

“No need to apologize.Whats a pretty boy like you doing all by yourself”You giggles as you seen him shake his head with a smile

“Thought that was my line”You tsked and set your drink down in front of you “Well not anymore,pretty boy”The nickname formed goosebumps on his skin and he wanted to bear you say it again

Soon a pop song came on and Tom for some reason knew the song and by the looks of you bopping your head and tapping your nails against the wood,you did too.So Tom downed the rest of his beer and shood. “Dance with me”

You smirked and grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor “I’m Tom,by the way”

You thought about it for a second before saying “Georgia Rose.Please to meet you”You and Tom both began dancing like it was the last time you’d ever dance.You were hot and sweat was starting to fall down your hairline as you danced among the bodies.But you truly couldn’t find yourself to care,at this point it was more than what she expected to do for the night

Tom watched your hips sway and the way you looked so ethereal dancing.He was sure you weren’t really trying from the way you laughed about every ten seconds.But he just couldn’t get enough of it.So he grabbed your hips and pulled you close.He hoped you didn’t mind.And you didn’t because you started to dance on him and it made his mind run wild.

“You’re driving me crazy in this.You look absolutely divine in this dress.But it would look better on the floor”He lightly pinched the dress you were wearing and you laughed and turned to him

“Well don’t you have such a dirty mouth,Tom”You bit your lil and dragged your finger across his mouth and the gripped his chin with your thumb and index finger.What Tom didn’t expect was for you to kiss him so hungrily.The way you gripped onto the front of his shirt and arched into him.He practically smashed you into him to try to get you closer as your lips moved together

“Can I take you home with me?”Tom panted and you smirked

“Never in your wildest dreams”And then you went back to dancing with him and it bad him lose his mind because you were absolutely in his wildest dreams.You and Tom began belting out the chorus while horribly trying to dance along and he surprised at how well he knew the song

The next morning he woke up with a pounding headache.He looked over at his nightstand and seen a glass of water and some advil.He quickly took the pill and chugged the water while looking at his phone.He had a few messages and notifications from apps.He threw his sweatpants on and made his way to the living room where he seen Harrison watching a show

“Nice to see you up,Sleeping Beauty”Harrison chuckled and Tom groaned and flipped him off “What happened last night”

“What happened was you were absolutely smashed,mate.Couldnt even walk properly.Was scared someone drugged you or something.Hope it was all worth it”

And then last night came back to him,except the end.You.That was on his mind.

“Was I with someone?!A girl?Y/h/c hair,red dress?”Tom looked through his phone frantically for a Georgia Rose and looked up to see his friend staring at him like he was crazy

“No,man.You called me at like two in the morning talking out your ass so I tracked your location and picked you up.Why did something happen?”Harrison paused the show and turned to his friend

“I met this girl.Georgia Rose....And man she was amazing”Tom smiled and it made Harrison laugh

“So what went on then?Dont tell me you had a quickie in the bathroom”He cringed and Tom shook his head

“No!Of course not.We danced to the best song ever,in telling you”Tom chuckled

“And what was the song called”Tom furrowed his eyebrows and groaned because he couldn’t seem to remember “Jesus.My mind is completely fucking blank.Which is so weird because I knew every line—we knew every line.But now I can’t remember how it goes”

“Sounds like some night mate”Harrison chuckled

“I think it oh,oh,oh,no maybe yeah,yeah,yea.Fuck”Tom tried to remember but he just couldn’t

“Don’t beat yourself up about it.Im sure it’ll come to you.And i’m sure you’ll fine this Georgia Rose too”

“Yeah,I better.Because I just wont forget about her”And Tom made it his mission to find you

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One last one for the road.

Spider-Man; Sony kicked me out, now I’m Homeless, can I sleep here tonight?

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Pffft Spider-Man au where everything’s the same except Peter has Feral Bard Vibes

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love triangle - part three

Paring: Tom Holland x Reader, Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warnings: fluff, angst

Words: 3.4k

Summary: What would happen when you fall for the school bad boy? What if your best friends has fallen for you as well? Who would you choose in this love triangle?

A/N: If there is someone who would like to check my writings before I post them because I really could use some help! let me know if you are interested!

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“Honey!” You hear the girl, Hailey, say to Shawn. Honey? What does she mean by honey?

You turn to look at your best friend. Whos honey brown eyes are already on you. He looked shocked- like he had seen a ghost.

“Honey? Are you okay?” The girl next to him spoke again. You were probably more shocked than Shawn. He shakes his head, dropping his eyes from you to the ground, to look at the mess he had made.

“Y-yeah, sorry.” He mumbled to the girl as they start to pick up the popcorn from the floor. Your eyes still glued on him. What was going on? You were so confused. Was he dating that girl, and didn’t even bother to tell you? He always told you that you were his best friend, but if you really were his best friend wouldn't he tell you about a girl he was seeing? Shawn’s hands were shaking. You could tell- his breathing was a little heavier than usual and his eyes found your face from time to time.

“Are you okay mate?” Tom’s words bring you back to the real world. Turning to look at your date, his beautiful brown eyes find yours and you give him a weak smile. If you could leave you would, but you didn’t want to show Shawn, or anyone else in this room, that something was bothering you.

“Yeah, sorry everyone.” Shawn apologizes, but you don’t turn to look at him. Instead, you lean into Tom and turn to face the tv. Tom’s arm wraps around your body and he brings you closer to him.

“You can start the movie already.” Shawn continues, prompting one of the guys to put the movie on. A couple minutes later, the girl, Hailey, sat next to you, and a little later, Shawn sits next to her. You could feel his eyes on you, but you don’t turn to look at him. However, from the corner of your eye you can see Hailey lean into Shawn, whispering something into his ear and leaving a kiss on his cheek. A lump grows in the back of your throat, the anxiety building up in your chest and all the things running through your mind- all because she called your best friend honey, and kissed his cheek.

Everybody laughing brings you once again back to the reality. You didn’t even know what was happening in the movie. Looking at the time, you see that almost half an hour had passed by since the movie had started. You turn to look at Tom, and he turns to face you as well, with a gentle smile resting on his face.

“Where is the bathroom?” You whisper in his ear, not wanting to disturb the others. Tom quietly tells you where to go, and you give him a nod and a smile before getting up from the couch. You walk out of the living room and turn to look back, seeing that Shawn was already looking at you. You quickly look away, and make your way to the bathroom. Once inside, you close the door, and lean against it, letting out a long sigh. Your mind is going crazy with everything that was going on. Why didn’t Shawn tell you? What was actually going on with him and that girl? Why didn’t he want you here? Was it because of her being here? He had lied to you when he said that she was the first girl he had seen yesterday night at the party. He knew her, he might have even been dating her. You felt so betrayed by him, your best friend, the one person you actually trusted.

“Fuck…” you mumble to yourself, walking to the mirror. You felt like shit, Shawn was making you feel like shit. You were supposed to enjoy your first date with Tom- but this was the worst date you had ever been on. Running your finger through your hair, you let out a long groan again. “I fucking hate this…” You mumble to yourself, feeling like you could hit something really hard, like your head… against the wall.

“y/n?” You hear someone call your name. You quickly turn to face the door to see that you had left it unlocked and someone was coming in. When you see the familiar brown curls and that sweet face you feel safe again for a moment. You were scared for a second there, thinking that some stranger was about to walk into the bathroom.

“y/n? Are you okay?” his voice was soft and calm. You just wanted to run into his arms and tell him how you really felt about everything. But you couldn't, he didn’t deserve that.

“Everything’s fine.” you tell him, giving him a fake smile even though you knew he probably could tell right a way that it wasn’t a real smile.

“Don’t lie to me princess.” Oh, how you hated when he called you that when you were mad at him. The stupid nickname made you go soft on him everytime he used it, but this time you wouldn't let him.

“Don’t call me that.” you tell him, turning around to face the mirror again. Of course he would know when you are lying to him, he knew you too well. “I really am fine, Shawn.” you say, fixing your hair before trying to leave the bathroom, but Shawn’s hand finds your arm and he stops you, making you face him again. His honey brown eyes were burning into yours trying to get you to talk.

“y/n, please talk to me.” You just shake your head and let out a laugh. How can someone possibly be this naïve?

“Are you kidding me Shawn?” You ask him before pulling your hand away from him, you didn’t want him to touch you or even be this close to you. Taking a step back, you feel your back hit the wall next to the door to the bathroom.

“What do you mean?” He asked you, but you knew that he knew very well what you were talking about. But in his Shawn way, he tried to act like he didn’t, so he wouldn't need to talk about it with you. He always did this when he didn’t want to tell you something- or want to talk about something you wanted to talk about.

“T-that girl!” You raise your voice a little at him, too mad at this point to try to stay calm. Shawn let’s out a frustrated groan, taking a step closer to you again, leaving almost no space between you two.

“Who?”

“Really?” You ask him but he doesn't continue- just stares at you, not saying a word. “Are you fucking kidding me Shawn?” You let out a sarcastic laugh. “That girl who you kissed yesterday, that girl you told me you didn’t even know, that girl who fucking called you honey and you fucking dared to lie to me that this was a party when it was just a small date night!” You push him further away from you. Your blood boiling at this point. Did he really think you would believe him when he acted like he didn’t know what you were talking about?

“y/n…” Shawn tried to come closer to you again but you just shake your head and put your hand in front of you to stop him from moving any closer.

“Don’t fucking take another step closer to me.” you let the venomous words spit out of your mouth.

“Please listen to me.” He tried again but you just shake your head.

“No! Shawn no!” you raise your voice again. “I don’t want to hear any of your lies anymore. I thought that we were best friend, but clearly, I was wrong.”

“Don’t act like a saint y/n!” Shawn raised his voice for the first time, clearly getting mad at you too.

“Oh you don’t have a right to yell at me!” You raise your voice even more.

“Come on y/n!” Shawn groaned.

“Fuck you Shawn.” You tell him before walking out of the door, the lump growing in back of your throat again. This was the worst fight you and Shawn had possibly ever had. You could hear Shawn call after you but you aren’t stopping to hear his lies. You walk straight into the living room to see that everyone was already watching you. They probably heard you and Shawn fight. You just shake your head and walk to Tom, giving him an apologetic smile trying your best not to sound like you were about to cry like a little baby.

“Thanks, I had good time but I’m going home, not feeling so good.” You whisper in his ear, not letting him say anything before walking to the front door, taking your jacket and shoes and leaving the house. You felt bad about how you left, but you really didn’t want to cry in front of the others, all because of a stupid fight with your best friend, or was he even your best friend?

“y/n!” You can hear Shawn calling after you but you just kept on walking. Just done with the fighting for now, maybe later you could face him, but right now, you were too weak for this and too proud to show him how much he really had hurt you with this whole thing.

“Let her be mate. I will go after her.” You could hear Tom talking to him.

“No, I will!” Shawn tried to argue back at him.

“I think it’s better to let her cool down for a minute.” Was the last thing you could hear Tom say before you heard someone run after you. You hoped that it was Shawn a little bit,  but at the same time, you wanted it to be Tom so you could let this settle down for a moment and you could just calm down. Feeling like you were making so much drama that you didn’t ever want to see any of those people again. You felt so embarrassed, oh god.

“Hey wait for me!” You stop at Tom’s words and turn around to face him. As soon as you see his face you feel like you could just break down crying.  You were so hurt, felt so betrayed, confused and alone. Shawn was your best friend, he was the one who would comfort you with everything but now you were here fighting with him a second day in a row. You two never fought and now that seemed to be the only thing you did lately.

“Hey, hey everything will be okay,” Tom tried to comfort you, but he only made you let out a sob before you turned around to hide your face from him. Why would a guy like him even want to date you, and why the hell would he want to see you ugly cry.

“I-Im okay. Just go back home.” You try to tell him but he just wraps his arms around you, making you turn around, and putting his hands on your cheeks, and makes you look at him.

“He was just acting like an asshole, but I’m sure you two will be fine.” He tells you before placing a soft kiss on your forehead. Was this the same bad boy everyone was talking about? That guy who just used girls, never called back when he promised, and treated the girls like trash after getting what he wanted? Because this guy who was with you was maybe even sweeter than honey itself.

“S-sorry, I’m so embarrassing.” You let out a small laugh as you wipe the tears from your eyes and give him a forced smile.

“No, you are not.” He tells you before pulling you into a hug again. “You are just hurt and it’s okay.” He places a kiss on top of your head. “I’m here for you, I can listen to you if you want to talk about this?” He mumbles against your head, squeezing you a little harder against him.

“Thank you.” You whisper against his chest before pulling away from you. “Sorry for ruining our date.”

“No you didn’t, it’s not over yet!” He lets you know and takes your hand. “Maybe we can go back to your dorm and watch a movie together and order a pizza?”

“That sound perfect.” You let him know, and the two of you start walking back to your dorm. Tom tries to make small talk, but you are quiet most of the time, still in your own head. As you two make it to your door you open it and let him in first. Closing the door after you, you turn to see Tom already on your bed with a goofy smile on his lips.

“What do you wanna watch? And what pizza do you want?” You just can’t help but smile at him, happy to see that Zendaya wasn’t here after the conversation you two shared before you left.

“You can pick any movie you want, and pepperoni?” You tell him before taking your laptop and sitting on the bed next to him.

“Could we watch Spider-Man?” He asks you with the same goofy smile playing on his lips.

“Yeah, that’s a good one.” You tell him before opening the Spider-Man movie for you two.

“This is one of my favorite movies.” You whisper more to yourself than to him.

“Really?” Tom’s voice sounded so surprised.

“Yeah, it is? Is it that shocking?” you ask him as you turn to face him.

“Well yes… It’s mine too.” He tells you proudly.

“It’s a good one, isn’t it.” You joke. He gets up from the bed and calls the closest pizzeria and orders you guys a pizza.

“Are u ready?” you ask him as soon as he ends the call. He climbs on the bed next to you, and puts the laptop on his lap before making you cuddle into him. It felt safe here, in his arms, watching a movie. You use to watch a lot as a kid with a guy you kinda liked. You had forgotten about the stupid fight with Shawn by now, way into the movie and good company you had.

You two spend the rest of the day like that, cuddling, watching movies, eating pizza and you may have stolen a couple of kisses from each other. That was what lead you two to this point. You on top of him, full on making out, his hands inside your shirt and your hands lifting up his own when someone opened the door to the room. It scared you shitless, making you jump off Tom and fall on the floor, butt fist.

“Oh, oh wow!” Zendaya looks as shocked as you were. You had forgotten that you lived with her for just a moment.

“I’m sorry!” You mumble to her getting up from the floor. Quickly looking at Tom, he just acts like it was totally normal for you to be making out with him when a girl he had slept with walked in.

“Wow, okay…. umm.” the room fell silent. You felt so uncomfortable and didn’t know what to do. “Maybe I should leave?” She asked you and you shake your head for a no.

“No, no, no it’s okay. W-we will leave?” You turn to look at Tom for the last part. You can’t make her leave her own room just so you could be alone with a guy, right?

“Yeah, sure if you want to?” Tom answers you.

“Okay… well uh, I saw Shawn. He asked me to tell you that you should call him back when you can.” Zendaya told you. Had Shawn tried to call you? You hadn’t looked at your phone since you and Tom left their frat house.

“Thanks.” You thank her with a small smile on your lips as you turn to look at Tom. His hair was messy because you had been playing with it and his lips swollen from all the kissing. “Ready to go?” You ask him still smiling at him with an awkward smile.

“Yeah, okay.” He got up from the bed, kissing your lips, and walking to the door, putting on his shoes and jacket. You turn to look at your roommate to see her staring at Tom like a piece of meat or like she wanted to yell at him.

“Okay, bye…” You wave at Zendaya as soon as you get your shoes on and grab a jacket. Closing the door after you, turning to face Tom to see him having a smug smile on his lips. “What?” you ask him.

“Nothing.” He just smirks taking your hand and starts walking.

“Where are we going?” You ask, trying to keep up with him, he turns to look at you and gives his signature smirk.

“To the diner? Is that okay?” He suddenly sounded unsure about his plan.

“Yeah, that’s great.” You tell him. He pulls you into him and places his hand on your lower back. The walk to the diner is filled with talking about the movies you watched, and Tom showering you in compliments. It was the first time in your life that someone, especially a guy you liked, had told you how beautiful and amazing you are. He made you feel so special, so loved and appreciated.

“Oh come on S-Tom, stop.” You push him a little, hoping to god that he didn’t catch on how you almost called him Shawn.

“But it’s true darling, you are so beautiful.” Shaking your head, he kisses your lips quickly before walking to the diner door opening it for you as you pull your phone from your pocket to see that Shawn had texted, called, and left voicemails for you.

“You can go inside, I’m just quickly going make a call, okay?” You ask Tom, as you see him opening the door for you.

“Okay, don’t take too long or I will miss you.” His words make you blush. You wave him off as he walks inside and you pull up the voicemail Shawn had left you.

“y/n… can you please answer my calls or even text me back okay?” He lets out a loud groan before continuing. “I know I fucked up, I really did. I’m so sorry, agh, y/n.” He sounded so stressed and sad. “I-I feel so bad for this stupid fight. I hate fighting b-but with you It’s even worse.“

If you could you would just squeeze him into a tight hug and tell him everything is okay .

”You are my best friend and I love you so much, you mean the world to me and I don’t want to fight with you like this ever again. You are the most important human in my life y/n.” he stops talking for a moment, takes a deep breath in before going on.  “Please just call me, I’m so sorry about this mess. It’s all my fault… just please call me back when you can.” he lets out a sight again. “Please…”

You feel like you could start crying. You felt like an asshole for leaving before you talked everything out, and for not answering his calls or texts.

You look for Shawns name in your contacts. When you find it you, press the call button. You let it ring and ring and ring, but he doesn't pick up.

“Okay, this is weird…” You mumble to yourself. He always picked up, even if you were calling in the middle of the night. Plus, he had asked you to call him. So you decided to try calling him again. Turning to face the diner, you almost drop your phone when you see Shawn sitting at your spot with that girl Hailey. How he looks at his phone, he sees you calling and he just turns the phone around and ignores your call...

Part4

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A/N: Sorry for taking so long to post this one but I have been really stressed and not really motivated because of Tumblr not showing my posts when you search the tag. But I promise to update this as soon as I can!

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[jones-parkerr]

Hitter ch.1

words: 1210

summary: After big buisinesses took over, yours and everyones small business failed. In spite, you began to hack into their systems, and people started to pay you for it. Tom Holland, or ‘’Peter’’ is a hitman hired to kill you, since someone has found you out.

warnings: Swearing

"No! no please!!" you shouted at the man named "Peter".  He had pushed you into an alley seconds ago, and as proceeded held you at gunpoint.

"Sorry, darling. Just doing my job," he speaks seductively, despite poking a Glock 19 towards your forehead.

"Please, I'll do whatever you want, just please, please don't hurt me." tears streamed down your face posthaste, and your voice had become hoarse. It broke continuously.

"Your act is almost convincing, love. If I didn't have to kill you where you currently stand, I'd suppose you were brilliant."

You groaned and sighed, wiping your face and drying your none-hearted tears. He wasn't buying it.

"I know you too well, don't I?" He smirked.

"I could say the same, Tom."

He gasped at his name, slightly shifting the gun. You took the chance to grab him and turn him, holding his arms in a lock.

He sighed, "how...how do you know that?" , a serious but confused tone befalling his tone.

"research, hun. You think your organization is safe? Barely; I hacked into it with ease."

He grappled, but you had his gun pointed away and he was in a non-movable and still position. He groaned in irritable pain.

"Thomas Stanely Holland, 22, from London," you taunted him with his information. Strictly anticipated to be secret.

his face was scarlet as he spoke, but he had ideas.

"You're smart, love. I couldn't have hacked into the system if I tried."

"Oh, I very well know you couldn't. For me, though, it was easy," As you continued to gush, Tom quickly turned the tables and fired his gun, startling you. Using this, he swerved around and kicked you in the crook of your leg, causing you to fall to your knees. you gasped and shortly winced at the pain from your scraped knees. 

"all hell.." You murmured.

He rested his elbows promptly upon your shoulders, stooping down behind you. He had his kneecap pushed up into your spine further.

You breathed shakily from a  very constrained diaphragm, "Fuck..you."

"Not tonight darling, I have plans."

You scowled at his dumb comment.

"Hey, don't be like that, maybe next time!" he laughed, "oh wait! Say it with me," he pressed his elbows deep into your shoulders causing you to moan in pathetic pain. You bruised harshly.

"you'll be dead."

As he taunted you, he pointed his gun back at your face, but this time between your eyes.

"Hey, now you'll see it happening."

You had begun to panic, You didn't know how you would get out of this. If you moved he'd surely shoot you square in your face. course, it might shoot him as well, but that was the least of his problems. It was only meant to kill you.

"Awh, you're adorable when your helpless and on the brink of death."

He mocked you with fond words and cruel actions, his hitman persona. You stared at the gun in front of you. You breathed, unsteadily.

"You're weak," He mocked, "but I suppose that embarrassing you would be more fun, so how about I bring you to my 'friends'?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Come on," he yanked you upwards roughly and cuffed your hands behind your back. He started dragging you along him to his truck, "I came a long way to find you, so get ready for a road trip."

You pulled and tugged further, but it was no use. You resorted to yelling and shouting, but it only angered him, which was a meek response.

"Could you shut up? I'm trying to do my job, and it'll be a lot easier if you just close your mouth." He shot you a look of anger.

You gave him back a look of disgust, " I'll make your life a living hell, Holland." "Oh trust me, I'm sure you will." -

As he drove you farther than you expected, you had a lot of time to wonder how you'd get out. Jump out of a car? You'd die, and there's nowhere to go or get help from your wounds.... again, if you survived. You were cuffed as well, which was a major factor. You knew it was a difficult and risky job, being a lone hacker taking down businesses that held too much power. Contrasting, you knew you were too arrogant and cocky to oppose such a fun sounding job. You hated the dictators that left no business for anyone, those infamous establishments.  so your small company job was a no-go and you refused to work for them. In conclusion, while in spite, you used your slight programming knowledge and became a hacker. But now, you had second thoughts. Now it wasn't fun. Not fun at all.

Tom grunted and cleared his throat, " so, uhm, how long have you been a spy?"

"Are you actually trying to make small talk with me? I'm on a highway to hell, and you're making small talk with me." You scoffed. Maybe he wasn't such a charming and smart as his hitman self-pretended to be.

"It's a long drive, darling. Excuse me for trying to make it less boring-"

"You're not excused you fucking lunatic, Jesus. You're literally going to kill me, just shut up, will you?"

"Ohoho, you think I love killing people for a living? Right? Like I'm some sort of crazy fuckwad who belongs in the nuthouse? Well, I hate to break it to you babe, but I needed to support myself, and in retrospect, it was a dumb decision. It's not like I can get out of it now, though. huh?" he spoke sharply, revealing something about him in anger.

"well..okay. sorry.." you looked away from his scolding eyes, wondering what he meant, or if he meant to say that.

The rest of the ride was awkward, and there was maybe a bad or around the whole truck, radiating from the short-lived conversation you had. He tried to dull it by putting on some music, but there was only mariachi bands and opera. Unfortunate. The last music you'd hear at it was either mariachi bands or opera. He settled on opera, which for some reason, made time seem thick and slow. It made you think,  in a detailed matter, as the music ran through you. You think this was a good choice. -

Hours passed and you were still thinking, a stone expression waved still across your face.

"Arnt you scared? Of death? Dying?" He questioned, pondering you, "are you afraid at all?"

you shook your head no.

"Was that in response or a don't talk to me?"

".." you sat  a while, " I am scared, but I don't know why you care." he averted his eyes.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, your death is going to help feed me," He laughed, stifling the air once more, " I'm sorry. I am, but if I had a way to get out of this business I would. There are no jobs for me anymore, I have a record. I have to feed myself somehow."

"Jump in a lake," You growled, looking away from him and out the car window.

"Right." 

He accepted your answer and kept his eyes on the road. You could tell that the opera music made him feel nostalgic and sad as well. He only showed it differently. ---

ohhhhh my goshhh. my first planned fic sksks

[jasntodds]

For On the Loose (Flicker: 1) by @moondustparker

[gyllenhaalics]

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A shoutout to these wonderful souls, whose writing has helped me through tough times when I was at rock bottom. Thank you for everything.

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Come Undone (Quentin Beck x reader) 1996 (Detective Loki x reader)

@jakegyllenhaalsupportgroup / @writingfortoomanyfandoms

Black and Blue (Detective Loki x reader) Jake Gyllenhaal Cinematic Universe (College!AU with almost every Jake’s characters)

@angelic-holland

Office Hours (Tom Holland x reader x Jake Gyllenhaal) Let’s Play (reader x Tom Holland/Jake Gyllenhaal/Zendaya/Harrison Osterfield) And their blurbs... Good Lord!!!

@gyllenwh0re

Up to Your Mouth, Feelin’ it Out (reader x Jake Gyllenhaal/Chris Evans/Sebastian Stan/Tom Hollan) Their entire master list

@gyll-yee-haw

The Most Brilliant Student (prof!Quentin Beck x reader) The First “I love you” (Detective Loki x reader) Their stuff is either filthy smut or feels or filthy smut that gives you feels

@gyllenhaalstories

You’re Doing Amazing Sweetie (Jake Gyllenhaal x reader) They’re a relatively new blog, but I love their writing already.

[thorsthot]

There is fan fic of tom hollan being a mobster..... Just let that sink in. BAHAHAHAHAHHA THAAT LIL BOY CANT BE A FUCKIMH MIBSTER WTF

mob au’s ALWAYS have me fuckin rollin. cause it’s never people who could ACTUALLY be in a mafia in ANY universe skjahjdsjdska