Tom Holland IMAGINES

Memories pt. 2 (tom holland)

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I walked to my door with the bowl of popcorn on my hand. Who would want me at 11 o'clock at night? I put on my slippers that I had gotten from Tom 3 years back. Not because I still liked Tom! But because they were comfy. Or at least that's what I told myself. I stuck one last piece of popcorn before setting my hand on the cold silver door knob. As I opened the door I was greeted by a bouquet of flowers. But then... it all happened in slow motion. The bowl of popcorn fell from my hand and onto the floor. The bowl took a few spins before settling in an upside down position a few feet away. Popcorn was everywhere, but it was the least of my concerns.
My eyes welled up with tears.

"Tom?" I said.

"It's me love. I'm back." He said, his voice cracking.

I jumped into his arms causing him to drop the flowers. As much as I was mad he left. I was scared everyday the He was hurt or in trouble. But he was ok. He was ok.
Tom held me in his arms for a minute before putting me back on my feet, crushing some of the popcorn.

"Let me-." I cut him off.

"No I will talk first!" I stood my ground. "Tom do you understand what that did to me?" His head lowered as he took it in. " I felt broken, terrified, insane. I thought that you loved me, but the next day you were gone. I called and texted. I spent nights awake. I thought you were hurt. I didn't know what happened to you. And your family didn't help. Two years Tom. Two whole years. I was left alone with a tiny note by the man who said he loved me. That's not love Tom. That's not love!" I turned away from him. Embarrassed as tears ran down my cheek. This feeling was new. Usually when I was upset he would be the one to comfort me. But he felt like a stranger.

"I understand. It was a bloody stupid move for me to make. My manager said I had to do this for the movie. It had to be a secret. He said we'd be gone two months. And that I could only tell my family. I begged them to let me tell you. They refused. They confiscated my phone. I fired them. They tore me away from you. And I let them. I have regretted it every minute of the past two years. Every minute. And there were nights I didn't sleep too. I wondered exactly how much I'd hurt you. If by the time I got back you'd be with another man." He began to cry too. But he didn't hide it. He looked right into my eyes as the tears dropped down his face. "I-I'm sorry- um I'm s-sorry."

I realized that I was still standing in a mess of popcorn. And him in the hallway. I stepped out of the way allowing him in. He stepped in and sat on my couch.

A smile crosses his face. " you kept the slippers."

I looked down. " I did."

"Listen I'm so sorry. I'm an idiot I get it." He was ashamed and he didn't know how to fix it.

I walked over and sat next to him. I grabbed his hand and looked in his eyes.

" As mad as I want to be, I'm happy you're alright and thrilled that you're back. I love you Tom. I never stopped loving you."

He pulled me closer. " I love you too y/n. And I'll never leave again."

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I pulled my 14 year old son closer to me.

"That's our story Thomas. That's how you'll know she's the right one. Nothing can pull you apart." I smiled and hugged my son.
He looked so much like his father.

Tom walked in and Thomas headed to bed.
Tom sat down and kissed my head. "I remember when we that old. We were just friends. I never imagined. But I remember..."

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