At The Marriott
The elevator door shuts and Tom pulls you into a tighter grasp. His hand felt strong and kind, running through your hair. You wrap your hand around his neck, and then you run one hand through his hair. The door opens and all of the other boys were standing there, watching you, until...
Paddy: Hi Tom and Y/N
Y/N: *pull away quickly and both step out of the elevator*
Tom: Hi Pads
Paddy: *laughing*
Tom & You: *blushing*
Harry: How was your "meet-up" Tom
Tom: It was great and real
Tom: Loads of fans were there and they were supportive of Y/N being my girlfriend
Haz: That's hard to believe
Y/N: Hey!
Haz: No, I didn't mean it like that
Haz: His fans just obsess over him...to much
Y/N: Sure *rolls eyes*
Sam: *laughs*
Haz: I'm not blind
Y/N: Oh sorry I thought you were
Harry: Tom...
Harry: Your girlfriend's sarcasm is really hot
Tom: Well I guess I'm lucky she's my girlfriend
Y/N: Harry, I'm right here
Harry: So...
Sam: I think American logic is different than British
Harry: I think so too
Y/N: Wow really?
Y/N: I never would've guessed
Harry: Tom come here
Harry: *whispered something to Tom and Tom cringes*
Tom: Are you going back home tonight, Y/N?
Y/N: I can text my parents and tell them that I'm staying
Y/N: I don't have any clothes for tomorrow or pajamas though
Tom: Just wear what your wearing now
Y/N: I'm wearing black leggings and a tight Spiderman top
Y/N: Not exactly comfort
Tom: Do you have another option?
Y/N: I guess not
All: Exactly
Y/N: Why are you all still here?
Paddy: I'm not sure but I'm going back to the room
Sam/Haz: Me too
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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 ❤️
