Tom Is Typing :: A Tom Holland Fan-fiction

Chapter 29

Tom's Hotel Room

You go out into the kitchen and start making breakfast. You're shortly joined by the other boys, all asking how your night with Tom went. You ignored their harassment and finished making homemade pancakes for Tom. Harrison tried to instruct you, but you knew that he couldn't cut bread, or make pancakes. You walked back into Tom's room, with a plate and a mug filled with sugary tea.

Saturday: 8:52 am

Tom: You didn't have to do that for me

Y/N: I was gonna get bored of waiting for you to get out of here

Tom: Understandable

Y/N: Tell me how it is and get up as soon as you can

Tom: *takes a bite of the pancakes and then a sip of tea*

Tom: You made this?

Y/N: From scratch

Tom: It's amazing

Tom: The sugar is on point too

Y/N: *laughs*

Y/N: Lots of sugar

Y/N: Don't ask how many spoons full

Tom: How many?

Y/N: Um...five

Y/N: Maybe

Tom: Holy shit!

Tom: That's way less than I normally use and this is way better!

Tom: How didn't I know this?

Y/N: *laughs*

Y/N: Your the British one, you tell me

Tom: How do you make such good tea?

Y/N: Um... I don't know

Tom: When do you have to leave today?

Tom: *sits up and leans near your shoulder kissing your cheek*

Y/N: Hopefully never

Tom: Shit! I have to get ready

Y/N: So do I!

Tom: You don't have any clothes to wear

Tom: Um we can go ask my mum if she has any spare stuff

Y/N: Good idea

Y/N: A woman always packs spare clothes

Tom: You can come if you want

Y/N: Duh, your not gonna ask for a woman's outfit alone unless you want to be Rihanna again

Tom: Oh ok...phew

Y/N: *laughs*

A/N:: I already know how i'm ending this and warning, it's super kinda sad.