Tom Holland Imagines

Age Difference | Tom Holland

Hii! Can you please do an imagine where Y/N and Tom are best friends and they both secretly like each other and they both told Harrison but he just said that the other doesn't like them back cause he's Y/N's over protective brother but eventually they both find out about their love to one another and they have to deal with protective Harrison please ?

A/N: I have nothing against Harrison in this imagines! He's a little smol bean just like my lovely Thomas Stanley Holland. Also this was a request and I decided to change it up a bit. ((:

Imagine #29 

Word Count: 3081

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THIRD PERSON:

Y/N sat on her bed, typing away on her laptop for her two thousand word essay that was currently due tomorrow. A yawn escaped from her mouth as one of her hands ran through her hair, tugging a few strands behind her ear. Her sleepy eyes then glance at clock in the corner of the computer screen, only to find that it read nine-thirty-three in the morning.

"God why didn't I start this the day I got it?" She asked herself, glancing down at the amount of words she had so far. 1,000 words, is what showed in the corner of the word document. "Just one thousand more words to go. Then, you can eat and sleep all you want, Y/N."

"People will think you're crazy if you talk to yourself. And with the amount of times you talk to yourself with me around- I consider you way beyond crazy."

The voice caused Y/N to jump and pause from her typing, her gaze moving towards her door. Her heart rate slowing down once she saw it was only Tom, her older brother's best friend.

"People will think you're creepy if you sneak up on them. And with the amount of times you sneak up on me- I consider you way beyond creepy." She mocks, folding her arms over her chest, a devious smirk held on her lips.

Tom's hands sink down in his jean pockets as he takes some steps forward. Once close enough, he grabs a hold her hands in order to stand her up from her spot on the bed. His arms wrapping her waist, while her hands are placed on his chest.

"My bad, I just wanted to see my wonderful girlfriend." He mutters.

"Well, your wonderful girlfriend needs to finish up her two thousand word essay for U.S. Government." She huffs, resting her forehead on his shoulder. "Plus, Harry went to the store and you know how fast he is with picking up groceries."

"Oh no! He should be gone for a little longer because I sent to him to get a couple of other things." He smiles, one of his hands coming up to her cheek. "How about you take a break from that essay, eh?"

"That sounds absolutely great, but I literally have like one thousand more words to go." Her fingers tap his chest lightly. "We high schoolers tend to procrastinate a lot and I can't keep putting this to the side."

Tom pouts, slidin his arms from around her, "Alright, but once you're finish I get to spend time with you. Whether you like it or not."

Y/N giggles, settling back down into her original spot. "I'd love that. As for now you can watch tv or do whatever as long as you don't distract me."

"I can't make any promises on distractions, darling." He winks, sitting down at the foot of her bed, turning on the tv.

However, not only ten to fifteen minutes later, Tom begins to feel bored while watching an episode of The Office. An episode that he had seen tons of times to know what happens after each scene.