Limo

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I sat there with my heart racing. I could feel the sweat droplets on my hands. What do I do when I get there? Do I go in for a hug? Blow him a kiss?

Herbert: "Alright back there miss?"

Y/N: "Oh yes quite fine thank you Herbert. Just a little-"

I couldn't tell him I was in love with Tom Holland. Even if he is my most trusted friend.

Y/N: "-Just a little home sick."

Herbert: "Already miss? Would you like me to put on some of your favorite tunes to help?"

Y/N: "Yes please Herbert!"

I bop my head to the tune of Super Bass by Nicki Manaj. Suddenly there it is, the hotel. And Tom waiting for me in the parking lot.

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