cameron boyce imagines

what do you want?

i recently got a role in the new marvel movie: spider-man: far from home. i play peter's love interest. and cam, my loving boyfriend, was happy for me but he was also terrified. whether that came out of his mouth or not, he was.
i showed up to set early that morning, as we filmed the scene where peter and mj (no disrespect to zendaya, absolutely adore the queen) announce their love to each other on that bridge.
"mj i have to tell you something," tom says, rehearsed.
"what? that you're spider-man? i figured that out ages ago."
"i-i uh," he stutters. "no, that's not what i had to tell you."
"what is it then, peter parker?"
"i like you, a lot."
"and cut! great job tom and y/n, that's a wrap for today."

i got home that night and i was really excited. i was excited because i was going on a press tour with jacob, tom and jake and i was honestly shocked they asked me to go. this is how i got big.
"what are you so happy about, babe?" cameron says, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my jaw.
"i'm going on press tour with jacob, jake and tom!" i shriek.
"that's great!" he smiles, but soon his smile turns to sad confusion. "i'm going, right?"
"of course! i'm not leaving the country without my guy." i smile and kiss him lightly.
i go back to our room and change out of set clothes and into cam's clothes, conveniently enough.
he stops in the doorway, "i mean, i don't have to go if you don't want me to, i don't want to invite myself aboard the flight of spider-man." he smiles, nervously.
"cameron you're not inviting yourself. i promise. i won't go if you can't." i kiss him again.
"but that's the problem! i don't want you to feel bad if kevin doesn't let me go."
"kevin's going to let you go. if it's going to make me happy, it'll make him happy. you're going with me."
"i just don't want to seem like overboard.."
"cam, you've got nothing to worry about, okay. everyone's going to love you! and if i do, they automatically will. don't stress my love, it's okay."

about three weeks later, jake, jacob, tom, cam and i board our plane and head out to our first stop: vancouver.
i knew sophia was filming yo here, so i might pop in and say hi, and whatnot, but i'm going to be spending most of my time with cameron and tom.
all of the people on business aspect of the movie told me and tom that no matter what we needed tom make it look like we were an item, even though we most definitely were not.
which would make cameron very very mad, so tom said he wouldn't be as up front as the business people wanted.
we checked into our hotel, and cameron and i had a suite. the suite had a king size bed, a nice closet and a huge bathroom.
cameron and i threw our stuff into the room and i changed into a nice top and then applied some make up.
"babe. you don't need any of that." he says and kisses me lightly.
"the cameras say otherwise." i joke.
"no, i'm serious. i don't tell you how beautiful you are enough. i really need to work on that." he says, inching closer to me. he wraps his arms around me.
"i'm so lucky to have you," he says and kisses my jaw.
"i love you." i say and slide around so now where face to face with my arms around him.
"i love you to the moon." he says, "and back." we say in sync.
"y/n! hurry up! we're going to be late! you and cam can bump uglies later!" jake yells and i roll my eyes.
"love you." i say and kiss his cheek.
tom, jake, jacob and i leave and head to our first studio.
we sit down with the interviewer, and she begins with some personal questions before she gets into the movie.
"tom, where's your favorite place?"
"at my home in london, with my family and my dog, tessa."
"y/n, are you single or taken?"
"taken." i reply, "and no, i'm not dating tom." i laugh and brush his shoulder.
"rumor has it that you're with cameron boyce, from the disney channel. is that true?"
i shrug my shoulders and the interview goes on.
tom and i occasionally flirt throughout the interview like kevin asked us to do, and not going to lie, i absolutely hated it. i hated not being next to cam. and not in a obsessed crazy girlfriend way, but in a loving, soul bonding way. okay, i do sound like an obsessed crazy girlfriend.
we go onto the next interview which was more centered around the movie, rather than us and it was honestly more stressful than the first.
"so, y/n, you play mj. when do you think she realized she had feelings for peter?"
"um, that's a complicated one. because of all of the events of infinity war and endgame, it's kind of hard to tell, but i really think that it was toward the end of homecoming. that's when i first saw it coming to life. it was really influenced by the fans."
"and tom, when do you think peter realized his feelings were for mj rather than liz?"
"i think it was that day, when peter said he'd be right back and mj started teasing him."
we had one final interview and we left for the studio. it was going to be the best one, the tower of truth.
i pulled a block out of the stack and it read "any tattoos you regret?"
"hmm.. no. i have a matching one with my boyfriend on our pinkies, and a couple on my ankle." i say and put the block on top of the stack.
  jacob goes, and he reads, "first impression of the female role?"
  "well, i kinda knew y/n from a spotify party that we both got invited to, but i thought she was really nice and really cool. i wanted to be better friends with her and her boyfriend."
  "who's her boyfriend?" the people behind the camera asked.
  "cam.." i shove my hand over tom's mouth, because typical tom, he has to go and spill the beans.
  and it wasn't like i was ashamed of cameron, but we both thought it'd be better if we kept things quiet right now with this role that i had and a bunch of other factors.
   "cam?" they asked. i didn't say anything but looked at tom and said "seriously."
   i chirped up and finished the game, but when we left, i was pissed. i didn't talk to anyone, and typically jake can calm me down when it's been a rough day or scene or something, but i wouldn't even talk to him.
  "why would you do that?" i snap.
"i didn't mean to, i can tweet and say it's all a joke if you'd like, i'm so sorry y/n." tom pleas.
"no. don't say anything at all. because it'll only make it worse. everyone's going to adapt it to make it look like were a thing because we are on screen." i roll my eyes. "it's going to be what it's going to be."
   i get up to the suite with cameron and just lay down. i ignore his questions and his concerns. i'm just waiting for my phone to buzz off it's wringer from kevin and probably robert and a lot of other people who didn't need to know anything. ugh i hate tom sometimes.
  "baby? what's wrong?" he asks, laying his head on me, so i can play with his hair.
  "tom.. tom freaking holland.." i begin.
  "what'd he do? i'll go down there and kick his ass, what did he do? did he hurt you?"
  "no. cameron. you don't need to do that, that'll just complicate things even more." i complain, as the tears well up.
  "well then why is my baby so upset?"
  "because.." the tears leak out and he sits up. he picks me up and i put my head on his shoulder, sitting on his lap. "tom told everyone that we're together.." i say, leaning in more toward his neck. "and i cut him off before he finished your name.. but everyone's going to make that connection."
   "baby, that's okay." he soothes, rubbing my back.
   "but you wanted to stay private." i remind him.
   "for your role in this movie. it's okay. and hey, that means no more people coming up and hitting on you." he laughs and i sniffle.
   "i love you."
   "i love you to the moon." he smiles.
   "and back." we say together.
   our door bursts open and the man the myth the legend, thomas holland comes barging in.
  "what do you want?" cameron snipped at him.
  "umm. i need y/n for a couple of minutes."
"umm i don't think so. we're kind of in the middle of something here." cameron replies.
  "i don't care. i need her. you'll have her back in your needy arms in five minutes."
  "excuse me?" cameron exclaims. he goes to get up, but i put my hands on his shoulders.
  "not now." i calm and kiss his neck.
  "tom what do you want?" i ask, not moving my head from its resting place.
  "paparazzi."
  i sigh and say, "why?"
  i squeeze cam tight and follow tom. he leads me down to the main hallway and then into his room.
  "where's the paparazzi?" i ask.
  "there isn't any."
  "so you mean to tell me that you drug me away from the only person that can calm me down right now? after you went and exposed me to the whole world?"
  "i did it for a reason."
  "what reason, tom?"
  "because maybe i wanted what was on the screen to be in real life." he explains in a low tone and gently grabs my hand.
  "tom.." i say. "i love you, i really do. you're like the brother i never had. i can always come to you, jacob and jake and goof off like i'm nine again." i explain, "but cameron is my boyfriend. he's my best friend. i'm not giving him up. i can't do that to him, and i won't. i'm sorry." i say and go to walk out the door.
   "i figured i'd just tell you now before everything exploded." tom began, "no hard feelings?"
  i nodded and opened the door to leave when i see cameron, standing there about to knock. he saw something that i didn't earlier: the red and pink roses in the case on the table. my favorite flowers.
  "you're kidding me right now?" cam explodes.
  "i'm so needy and selfish, but then you bring her down here to what? try and make her leave me for you? that's real low, holland. even for you." he pushes the door back and stands face to face with tom.
  "i don't think i like where your head's at." cam says and pushes him against the wall.
"i don't think i like where your feelings are, either." cameron says and slaps tom.
  "and i really really don't like where you put y/n." he grabs my arm and leads me back down the hallway and back to our room.
  he closes the door and starts kissing me. passionately is an understatement. he's going rough, but softly at the same time. he backs us up to the bed then shakes his head and pulls away.
  "i really need to calm down." he says, out of breath. his eyes fill with tears that he tries to blink away, because he's so stubborn.
"babe.." i coo and pull him close to me. i sit in his lap again, and kiss his neck. "it's okay to be emotional and upset. but i never want you to doubt yourself.."
  "you're mine. always mine. you're never gonna hold another's hand like mine. never going to kiss anyone other than me, cause you're mine. not tom's."
  "i know, baby. he knows. he definitely knows." i smile, and squeeze his shoulders while he squeezes mine back.
   "i love you."
   "i love you to the moon,"
   "and back."