Tom tried to think that she wasn't avoiding him. After all, they texted almost every possible second that they had the time for the past week
They had talked about pretty much anything and everything. And it felt great. The way they spoke to each other, or at least Tom to her, was as if they had known each other for ages.
Tom only wished he could do that with her from across a table, or on a bench. Where ever, he didn't care. He wanted to be able to look into her eyes as they talked and see her smile. Hear that lol and not just imagine it.
Unfortunately, y/n was kind of giving him the cold shoulder in the real life. She ignored him during classes and was gone before he could get the chance to talk to her. Whenever he asked if they could meet, she'd give him some reason she couldn't. If it wasn't for the fact that they had actually already met in real life, he had a very valid reason to think he was being catfished.
Another reason could have been that she sounded too perfect.
It was the next Tuesday already, and Tom was waiting eagerly for the lecture to end. It had been a full week and he had decided while copying some of Dowling's notes, that he would talk to y/n today. After class.
Tomorrow would be the opening of the Sterling and he wanted to ask her if she wanted to come. Or at least to know if she wanted to hang out ever. If the truth came to be no, he would be fine with that. He respected that. He just needed to know. It wouldn't take away from the fact how great it was to have someone to talk to, even if it was only through text bubbles.
The bell rang and Tom sprinted out. He kept his eyes on both doors as best as possible and finally saw her.
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FanfictionFratboy!AU After having missed her alarm, y/n rushes to her class. She isn't the only one, because Tom Holland, member of the Delta Kappa fraternity, is on the late side too. They bond on their short walk to the lecture and during class, but before...
