Tom Holland One Shots

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I wrote this to relieve your hyperventilation from that last chapter oOF

Anyways, please enjoy!

Tom Holland and Dave Franco

Tom's POV

I always wanted to go to school. It makes me very happy to be educated and hang out with my friends.

And I get to see my crush everyday.

That's right, my crush.

His name is Dave Franco. One of the cutest but manliest football players of all time.

He is so short, but I really find it cute and adorable.

I noticed him when we were both on our freshman year, and now, we're already juniors.

He was so kind and smart, it was like, rare, to find guys like him. He was popular because of his cheerful personality and a little sass to come on your way when he's pissed.

Zendaya and I went to our classroom, since we are classmates, and I really can't wait to see Dave.

He's so cute, how can you resist him?

When he smiles, I felt my heart fly out of my chest and soar to heaven.

When he pouts, my heart swelled and I began to hyperventilate from the cuteness.

And when he smirks, I swear the te—

EHEM

Daya cleared her throat and looked at me like she wanted to smack me for not listening to her.

"What?" I asked innocently.

She just groaned. "I swear if it isn't for your kindness, I'll smack you but thank goodness you're so kind that you can't even hurt a fly."

I smiled. "Why thank you."

"So where's your boyfriend huh?"

I choked on my saliva and smacked her arm gently.

"I don't have a boyfriend!"

She smirked. "Mhmm, I noticed you ogling your eyes at Franco for about twenty minutes til we got here and you say you don't have a boyfriend?"

I blushed. "I-It was just...ugh! I was just checking him out!" I barked softly.

She laughed at my outburst and I swear if she wasn't my friend, I'll beat her to death right now.

"So you admitted that you're checking him out eh? Was he big?"

I blushed at that last question.

"DAYA! You're so dirty. Ugh, let's just go."

We went to our class, as the bell rang loudly.

And I swear I saw Dave staring at me, but maybe it's just my imagination.

I was already in class, listening to the annoying rants of our classmate I'm just because he forgot to do his assignment. She was about to rant him when the burst of the door interrupted her.

She glared at its direction and looked at Franco, who was panting, and looked at him unimpressed. "So you finally decide to show up to class after you ran a marathon, right, Franco?" Dave just smirked at her. "Oh, please that's preposterous. I was just late because I have to do something important."

She just glared at her intensely. "So? Sit down. I don't need any more of your excuses."

I founs myself staring at Franco, andbl noticed that he stared back, smirking as he does so. I blushed, and went back to my own business.