IMAGINE BOOK

𝒯𝑜𝓂 𝐻𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹

"Tom, over here!" One person
shouting around other Paparazzi,
you were his special Friend and
everyone knew where he go, you
go. 

Some called you a pest and others
called you other unholy names
for being around him.

"Hello." He said dryly. Not in
the mood for the theatrics of
people throwing out recent blog
visionary's at him being with
Zendaya again.

"How are you and Zendaya's relationship?"

Tom remains quiet when they
ask him pointless of questions,
he took a hold of your hand
walking through the Studio of
Hollywood most famous
known Warner's Brothers.
He was indeed meeting up with
the production to discuss his future
about being Spider-Man. It was
taking a toll on him, so he decided
to do a detour and risk not giving
them a chance to find out his
option.

"Where are you going?" You
asked Tom seeing that he
didn't answer and clench his jaw
for you to stay quiet.

"Quiet." He whispers in your
piercing ears brushing a quick
finger over that darker shade
of skin. You are not gonna lie
you'd enjoyed it, a little more
than expected. He was your
Friend after all.

"Okay." You respond feeling
butterflies roaming like a High
School girl.

Tom ran trailing you behind so
you can loose the Paps, they
were gaining tough on you two,
shouting questions and hopping
over little trash cans and all. Which
was highly ridiculous these people
get paid snapping photos, basically Fucking stalking people.

"Leave us alone." You said 
over the flashes flicking them
off proudly. One man with the
experience camera was all in your
face, the Fucker was like a damn
Track star leaving behind the
heaving and distress male
occupation.

A full fledge military Solider
right?

You smacked the camera
downward. Causing Tom to
gasp because he'll have to pay
a fine in which he didn't
care because the guy was all
in your face. Which was so
Fucking unnecessary, Tom
broke out in a cute chuckle
that vibrated through your
Damn soul. At least you
thought, he was far fetch of
seeing the Affection he brought
you.

"This way." He said deeply,
causing your knees to buck
a bit, in those high top
converses.

"You alright, love?" He exclaimed.

"Yep." You smiled tightening
your fingers. Tom was now
accompanied by a steel Star
wearing door that has his
name on it. It was his trailer.

"You have my Fingers locked,
tight." He chuckles looking back
at his potential lover, a spark
shield those irises causing the
Spider dude to craft a sharp
flutter of feeling he couldn't
explain it. It was a great feeling.

"Yep." You said laughing
nervously.

Tom opened the door
revealing old his trailer.
There was a bed down the
hall of this beautiful trailer and
several mirrors. Tom places you
on the bed gently refraining to
look over at you as he collect
his brown lock of hair between
his shielded hair.

He sat in the black Star chair
taking off his Adidas hat.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, a lot more problems
than I expected." He sighs rubbing
his face up and down.

The British guy currently
looked in the mirror watching you lay
across it side ways. "Is it something
I could do? You can tell me anything we're like Friends. We didn't meet at the NYC party for nothing last year
through Daya." That's right Zendaya
was the one who'd introduce you
guys.

The Queen of instagram that
shaming hoes out here had to
get that Tom shit off her back.
Her and Tom are strictly friends
nothing more. Everyone is now
leaning toward you two of being
a couple. You also have a couple of people that still ship Tomdaya.

"Daya is how we met, isn't it?" He laughs.

"Yes, it is. She is my idol, I
couldn't believe she came over
and spoke with me." You gushed.

You thought Daya was
Breathtaking Beautiful.
And she is.

"You are a well known Model
Y/N." He said obviously.

"Yeah, I am. A Victoria Secret
one." You gloated causing Tom
to raise his eyebrows at the
thought of you having on
Lingerie.

"Okay, show off." He roam his
hands in the air like a mad man,
clearly joking. He showed off his
wrist diamond watch making you
blind at once.

"Blind me why don't you?" You
placed a hand over your eyes.

He double over laughter.

"Sheesh." He couldn't stop
laughing at Your dramatic ways,
of tossing your Real long hair back
in aspiration before fanning those
ring clammed fingers all over
the place.

"Craziness." He said calming down.

"Yep." You said looking at him.

"Yeeeeep!" He mocks hopping
off the chair to make his way
toward you.

You were a bit taken aback
when he quickly bent down
and pressed his lips against
yours. Your eyes grew wide at
the feeling of his lips, You held
on his shoulder moaning in his
mouth, Tom fell on top of you
dry rubbing your Vagina. He
didn't know what took over him
but he did it anyway.

He needed release. . .

Were you gonna catch it?

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