Tom Holland IMAGINES

Will You...? (Tom Holland)

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A giggly, light and bouncy squeal left my mouth as the brown eyed boy picked me up and twirled me around in a circle. My hair catching the wind causing a few strands to stray into my open mouth. He stopped and set me down on our bed. As he began to talk I he brushed the hairs out of my mouth and off my face.
As the words flooded off his lips I didn't hear a thing. Like I was in some kind of trance. His thin lips moving with every curve of every word. My mouth starting to drop open as I stared at the amazing sight that was my boyfriend.

"Are you listening?"

"Huh!?" My mouth slammed shut as I realized he just caught me drooling over him.

"I said, Are you ready for our date tonight?"

"Oh, yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I answered.

"Um... right." Tom said rather sheepishly. He rubbed the back of his neck and stood up.

"I'm going to go watch some television." He said.

"Ok, I think I'm going to nap." I responded.

He walked away and I laid back on my bed. We had been dating for three years now. And he had been acting weird for the past month. I got comfortable in the blankets.
Then I started to think. I had a feeling he was going to end things with me soon. He was taking me on weird extravagant dates and acting weird and sweating the entire time.
I set an alarm on my phone. I wanted to have enough time to get ready for this "date" he had planned. I dozed off to sleep about fifteen minutes later.
The hour long nap flew by. As my phone buzzed on my nightstand I reached my hand over in multiple attempts to shut it off. But there was something covering my phone. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. It was a yellow sticky note. I grabbed the note and read it to myself.

"I'll be in the kitchen darling ~ Love, Tom"

I smiled and slowly stood up. I slipped on my pink slippers that he had gotten me a couple months ago. As I walked out of the room I played with my fingers. I was a little nervous about what was in the kitchen.
When I opened our bedroom door and walked into the kitchen he wasn't there.
Then I felt his hands wrap around my waist.

"How was your nap darling?" He asked.

"Perfect." I responded.

Then he picked me up and walked me over to the counter. He carefully set me down.

"Sit right here. I'll be back."

I sat and waited like he told me to. Before I knew it he was walking back into the kitchen with two black boxes. One of them was tiny and the other a bit bigger. Each had a pink bow tied around it.

"For my princess." He said and he placed them next to me.

"Alright..." I smiled and began to untie the bow on the tinier of the two boxes.

I opened it to reveal a beautiful diamond necklace with a matching earring set.