Complicated (Tom Holland Fanfiction)

5- A Bozo And A Knuckle Head

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I woke up to an ungodly noise. My alarm. Disgusting. I reached over to turn it off, turned over to my other side again and went back to sleep, of course. I keep an early alarm so when I wake up, I know I have about 10 minutes of mental preparation before the second air raid siren sounds.

I know, very smart. I can use this time to sleep or to read the various weekly updates on my reading/comic apps.

I lay there slipping in and out of consciousness and almost jumped when the second alarm sounded. I knew it was coming but I was tired enough still for it to startle me. I took a minute to compose myself before the third one went off, scaring the life out of me. Yeah, that's cus I know me and know that I'd sleep after the second one too. It's sad that I know myself so well.

No, I would not wake up without 3000 alarms.

I got up, got ready. Washing up and getting dressed, I threw on a plain black shirt, pulled a red hoodie over it with the word 'Death' fittingly written across the front and got on a pair of black jeans. I put on black socks and got my favourite trainers on. Black Pumas with a thick white sole. So flipping comfortable. I can't even describe to you the heaven it felt like when I found these shoes. The hoodie on the other hand was a custom made gift Aria had gotten me. She knows me so well.

It was now 8. My school was about 5 minutes away and I had to be there at 9 so I went and sat in my living room to again sit and mentally prepare for the hell hole I was about to go into. I then heard a knock at the front door at around 8:25.

Oh for god's sake-

I noticed it was Tom as I looked through the peephole and I couldn't help but smile at myself a bit.

Don't smile, what the actual hell is wrong with you?

I casually opened the door, pretending I didn't just look at him through the lens.

"Oh, hey, didn't know it was you", I tried to sound as casual as possible with a hint of surprise.

"I'll pretend I didn't see the shadow of your feet under the door while I assume you checked who it was", so much for that then.

"Shut up, why are you here?", he grinned at me knowing he had annoyed me a tad bit.

"I cannot tell you why I'm here if I have to shut up."

I stared at him blankly for a moment before saying, "I'm going to close the door now", I made a peace sign as I closed the door but he stopped it with his foot. I groaned in annoyance. "It's wayyyyyyy too early to be dealing with you."

"But that's what you always say", he said while pouting at me.

I turned around and walked back to my living room while trying to conceal the smile on my face. When I sat down I heard him scream, 'CAN I COME IN?'. I couldn't help but burst out in hysteric laughter, 'YEAH', I yelled in response.

He then let himself in, I could hear him talking to someone as he walked in. I turned and saw another person trailing him. I raised my brow as I saw him. I was a hundred percent happy believing that the goof was talking to himself until I saw the entity dawdling behind him.

"Sorry, this is Haz, my other partner in crime."

"You only asked if you could come in."

"He's my other half."

"WHAT? So that's why you said you had no girlfriend. I should've asked about boyfriends. So when's the wedding?", I knew they were friends, I always did because they always hung out together. We had met around college and I use to see them messing around outside the Gregs around the corner from college.