𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Tom Holland

42

"I'm leaving uni." I told my mum as I was walking to my final class in this university.

"Are you serious Y/N?!" My mum sighed.

"What is wrong with you?! Why do you keep changing?"

"Because I'm just not happy okay? Just please support me I'm not in the mood for this." I tried saying without crying. "Listen I gotta go, I have class." I closed my phone. As I entered I couldn't help but hate how the class was. God I just wanted to escape this building as soon as possible. I didn't even pay attention, all I was thinking of was my dropout and my huge audition in two hours.

I decided to audition to one of Londons biggest ballet school. They were so elegant with their work, and they always perform amazing shows which was hard to get into, but I determined to do it anyways.

"Hey gorgeous." Tom said as I was walking towards the ballet school.

"Hey, I'm about to audition." I nervously said.

"You're gonna do amazing, I know it. They're gonna love you."

"I really hope so Tom. What if they don't?"

"Don't have that mindset, just keep a positive attitude, you will be just fine." He calmed me down.

"I love you, I'll see you and Parker in an hour. Take care." I said as I entered the building. God it was so beautiful inside. I straight away went towards the locker room and changed so I could join them in the audition room. The room was full of girls and guys, all of them looked tired and I could tell their toes were bruising.

"Excuse me?" An old lady said as she looked at me. "Are you here to look at my people or are you here for the auditions?" She aggressively said.

"Oh no I'm here for the auditions-"

"Well then stand on the side till you hear your name." She sat back down on her chair. I couldn't help but feel even more terrified, especially if she was the coach.

"Y/N Holland?" I heard my name. God damn it Tom. He had to sign me up with his last name, even though it was cute. "Y/N Holland?!" She said again. I then slowly walked up to the middle of the room. "Oh it's you again." She rolled her eyes. "Well? Don't just stand there? Go ahead!"

"I-I need some kind of musical."

"Venice put on some Beethoven for this thing." She looked down as her glasses slid down to the tip of her nose. I couldn't help but feel so pissed at how she just called me a thing.

I'm not a thing bitch.

I didn't let what she said to me affect how I performed. I started to do my thing as Beethoven played through my ears. I forgot where I was as I danced, I didn't care about anyone or anything. I just did me.

"That's enough." She said as the music stopped. I didn't even bother looking at her ugly ass face, I just bowed and walked away, standing with the other people. "Alright that's enough, you can all come back tomorrow to see who got it and who didn't. I don't want to see anyone cry to me or send me extra cash to get in this school. It's art not a fish market." She got up and walked towards the door with confidence.

I couldn't help but feel so relieved as she left. I swear she was worse than a witch. I couldn't help but cry as I changed in the locker room. I just knew there was no way I'd get in this school with her being like that. I quickly changed and went outside the building to see Tom and Parker standing outside.

"Hey you!" I smiled as I walked to them. I quickly kissed Tom and my baby boy. I couldn't help but want to cry even more but I held it in. God I was stressing so much but I needed to calm down.

"How was it?" Tom said as we entered the car to head home.

"It was great!" I lied. I wanted to tell Tom how the lady today was, but I decided to not tell him anything. I wanted to give this school thing another chance and just stay patient. "So what you guys want to eat for dinner?"

"Don't you dare cook anything because I already cooked." Tom smiled as he walked towards the kitchen.

"What?! How did you even have time." I laughed as I saw he cooked his famous pasta and chicken.

"Oh you know, sometimes I take breaks."

"You always take breaks." I giggled as I poked his nose.

"Come on then let's eat!" He chuckled as he brought ou the food to the table.

"Daddy I want chicky!" Parker said melting my heart. Tom couldn't help but laugh at his son. He loved when he said chicken. As we ate, I kept replaying how I danced, tracing every step and determining if it's worthy of this school. I was obsessed, it was all I was worried about.

"Darling?" Tom said walking in on me as I was taking off the  mascara on my eyes, looking at myself through the mirror.

"Hey." I smiled.

"Are you sure everything was fine today? Did anything happen in the school?"

"No, it went smooth. Everything was fine, I'm just exhausted that's all." I lied. He knew me so well, it was hard to hide anything from him.

"And I'm just a little nervous for tomorrow. Since they announce whose in."

"Everything's gonna be just fine, you're so talented and it will be amazing."

"I miss you." I turned around to look up at him. I slowly got up the chair and walked towards our door, closing it and locking it. I didn't want baby Parker to walk in on us during the middle of the night when he's hungry. I couldn't help but feel so turned on thinking of him.

"Didn't YOU hear me Thomas? I miss you." I seductively said as I pushed him to sit on the bed. I quickly sat on top of him and wrapped my legs around his waist, digging my lips on his. He easily took off my clothes and eventually my bra, he sighed his lips on my breasts and neck, licking and sucking on them. I couldn't help but moan as the feeling killed me. Fuck he was so good.

"Can I fuck you so good you wouldn't be able to dance for a week?" He whispered in my ear.

"I'll risk it." I replied pushing him back. I took off his pants and decided to take control. I wanted to ride the fuck out of him. He absolutely loved it when I took control. "But this time it's my turn." I bit my lips as I took him inside of me. I couldn't help but breathe heavily, god he felt so amazing inside me.

His length was perfect as I slid all the way down and went out all the way to his tip. He was breathing heavily from this motion, it killed him.

God I wish I was good at ballet as I was good at riding my boyfriends dick.