Upstairs
Tom and you walk out, still holding hands, leaving the others behind. He looks at his watch. It's 9 minutes until 10. He turns to look at you.
Saturday: 9:51 am
Tom: We should get down to the lobby
Y/N: Your right
Y/N: But I don't want to go down yet
Tom: Neither do I
Tom: I wish we could stay here forever
Upstairs
Tom squeezes your hand and you look directly into his eyes. You feel a sudden urge to kiss him, and you do just that. You lean in and press your lips to his, closing your eyes, and focusing all your senses on him, the feel of him, how he smells, what the kiss tastes like, and the vision of his face, are all you can focus on. He moves his hands up to your shoulders and pulled you into a hug. Then you open your eyes and you see he closed his. You have to take a breath so you pull away, slowly. Then you rest your head on his chest, taking deep breathes.
Saturday: 9:53 am
Tom: Wow
Tom: Are you sure this was only your 2nd kiss
Y/N: *Lifts head off shoulder*
Y/N: Positive
Tom: It was much better than my second kiss
Tom: It was amazing
Tom: I think we should head down now though
Y/N: I know
Y/N: It's sad
Tom: We have to though
Tom: I'm so sorry
A/N: Short part. I don't feel like editing it at all sorry if there is mistakes or if something is weird. I'm about to fall asleep typing this sooo... ya.
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Tom Is Typing :: A Tom Holland Fan-fiction
FanfictionOne day, you tries to text your friend, but you end up texting a famous actor... Tom Holland. You continue to grow your friendship until it blossoms into something more... It's better than it sounds I promise OMG 1k READS TYSM ❤️
