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Not So Bad After All → P.Parker AU

HEYYYY YALL; its been a minute and I am sooooo sorry LMAO. I promise to get back into my writing era <3

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Person: Peter Parker (Tom Holland)

AU: college hockey player, frat boy, still spider-man in secret

Words: 2.4k

Warning: swearing, slight bullying (but nothing too deep)

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Never in my life would I expect to have been dressed up in the most stinky and bulky fury suit… yet, here I am dressed as Sparky the Eagle. I was currently a junior at Empire State University located in beautiful New York, and throughout the years I may have found myself in a bit of a dilemma. 

Money was never an easy task for my family and I, in fact I got into this school with a huge scholarship to help support my financial needs. Despite that, I still needed to pay some tuition fees and that meant that I needed a job. This isn’t my first rodeo though, back home I had many jobs all at the same time during high school in order to help my mom with paying bills. The only hard part was trying to find a job in New York, a place that I’ve never been to until I started my first semester at Empire State. 

As I’ve completed the first two years and am now currently in my third, I’ve noticed the major stereotypical things for a college on T.V were coming to real life. The sorority girls were straight-up obnoxious and cruel to other girls who weren’t part of their sorority house, the frat boys were shirtless 24/7 while playing beer pong and having girls in bikinis all over their front yards of their gigantic frat house every Friday, and lastly the sport-frat boys. These guys were a whole different level of frat boys, and I’ve learned that very early on. These guys? Not only were they known for their handsome looks but most of these guys were going to real professional sports leagues after college, and we all know how that goes for them… in terms of love life. 

All the girls (and some guys) would be over, flirting constantly with them and not really taking interest in their sport but rather their six-pack abs and looks.  

As much as it pains me to say the cliche phrase “not like other girls” it's true. I really wasn't like the other girls swooning over these guys 24/7 and attending their friday night parties after classes were done. I was more the type of person who would prefer to finish homework and then cozy up with some blankets and a classic 2010’s rom-com. 

But now I can’t even do that since my new job requires me to be at the ice rink every week on Fridays from 6-9pm. Six to nine! That’s three hours of prime time that I could be doing homework! And that’s not even the worst part,my job was that I had to be the mascot for the ice-hockey team during their games and interacting with the fans. The Empire State hockey team was one of the best in the college leagues throughout the nation and most players got into the NHL as soon as they graduated. 

And now I’m their mascot, well I dress up as their mascot and that means getting a big sweaty and gross costume every Friday for 3-4 hours… great. Not that I could complain though, since surprisingly the pay wasn’t that bad due to the fact that you’re a student. Today was my first day on the job. The Empire Eagles were playing against the Cornell Big Red’s today and it was a home game so many students were going to attend. 

After I arrived at the rink, the manager handed me the keys to the supply storage room to change into the eagle costume. Getting into that costume was a full ass workout, the smell is something I’ve never smelt before and the amount I was sweating was unbearable. Nevertheless, I got into that God awful attire and headed outside to the ice-rink. The coolness of the air inside did help a little, but I could still feel the beads of sweat trickling down my face. 

My manager told me to practice walking on the ice with the costume since during the halftime break you had to collect all the tokens of appreciation from the fans as they threw it onto the rink from their seats. I slowly walked onto the ice with my giant eagle feet and waddled back and forth to try to get used to it before the game started, I practiced bending down to pick up the gifts  in character and tried to come up with some signature eagle moves… might as well have some fun with it righ–

“Yo excuse me but the rink is for the players to practice right now.” 

I quickly snapped my head to look behind me and– 

Great. A sport-frat boy. 

Peter Parker was someone that was greatly known throughout the university, top GPA, great looks, apparently great in the bedroom (so I’ve heard), and was the centerman for the Empire Eagles hockey team. Though I’ve never really paid attention to him. And as much as I wanted to dislike him, I’ve never personally met him before or even talked to him… so who am I to judge? 

After all, he did ask somewhat politely and– why the heck am I overthinking this? Just apologize and move on Y/N!

I cleared my throat and attempted to have a deeper voice, “Sorry dude I wasn’t aware, I’ll be on my way now” I said… and cringed internally after saying that. 

Peter nodded his head and smiled, “No worries, just a little jittery for the game so I wanted some extra practice” He replied. 

I nodded my head and then exited the rink, going back to the storage room so nobody would see me yet. 

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The game started and was currently ending the second quarter with the score being 2-1, the Empire Eagles winning and the Cornell Big Red’s tailing behind. I could tell that all of the players from Empire State were filled with happiness… and might I add overconfident and cocky. But that was something that I couldn’t pay attention to since I had to focus on giving it my all while I walked towards the ice rink at halftime and collected all the gifts that were thrown onto the ice from the fans in the stadium. 

I walked in character as the fun spunky eagle while walking on the ice and picking up the teddy bears with a girl's number in sharpie written on it and a bunch of red roses. As I picked them up and headed back, I took a quick glance and the audience. There were some students who seemed genuinely happy to be there and there were those… What do people call them? Oh yeah puck bunnies? Yeah there were a whole lot of girls wearing those boob jackets from lululemon and attempting to look cold but also cute and petite. I mean again, I’m not one to judge so you do you I guess. 

After I collected all of the gifts from the fans, I took some pictures with a couple of kids and I enjoyed that part. I liked seeing the smiles on their faces as they stood proud with me as their parents took photos. It definitely seemed like a core memory for them and I’m glad that I somewhat got to be a part of that. 

As the third and fourth quarter went on, it was brutal for us. Cornell absolutely demolished Empire State and beat us 4-2. I guess that’s what our players get for being cocky and overconfident throughout the whole game, thinking that they’ve got this. 

After the game ended and the fans left the stadium, my manager said to stay behind and clean the place up and pick up any extra gifts that were left. As I bent down (still in my eagle costume) to pick up some flowers that were left on the ice, something extremely heavy bumped into me from behind causing me to fling forward and make an umph sound. 

“What the fuck?” I cursed in a whisper. 

“DUDE what the fuck are you still doing here?! You need to get out, it's closed practice now looser” the voice said. 

I turned around and looked at the man who was clearly a player on the Empire State Eagles, he had blonde hair and green eyes and was definitely 6’1”. Shit, what was I supposed to do? My manager literally told me to clean the place up and then help security to lock up the stadium! 

“Bro be nice, you don’t gotta be mean” Another boy said. 

As I looked up, I saw that that other boy was no other than Peter Parker. But before I could register that, he offered me a hand and I immediately accepted it. 

I attempted to not sound like a scared wimp so I deepened my voice a little, “Uh thanks dude, I wasn’t aware that it was a closed practice… I’ll uh keep that in mind next time” I said to him. 

He smiled, “Don’t worry, Charlie’s just a snob” He replied. 

“Yeah I can tell” I responded while walking out of the rink. 

He laughed again while combing through his sweaty brown curls, giving me butterflies–

Wait what. 

Nope. Nope. Never. Never in a million years. I refuse. 

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The next couple of weeks went by normally, except I’ve started to notice Peter Parker more often. I never realized he was in three of my classes. In my morning class he would wear his hockey sweatshirt with gray sweatpants and in the afternoon he would take off his sweatshirt, revealing a tight-fitted white shirt that showed off his biceps. 

Damn, now I understand why girls swoon over guys like him… bro’s majestic. 

But my mama always told me to focus on my studies, boys come after. And that's what I planned to do, stay focused. He probably doesn’t even know me since at school I’m practically a nobody. I mean I join clubs, I’m in choir, and I’m part of many study groups so most people would know who I am but they probably have other friends to talk to besides me. The same goes for my roommates, they know me but they have other friend groups. 

Once again, it was Friday and that meant that we had another home game. The Eagles were playing against the NYU Bobcats. I went into the stadium and got into my disgusting and sweaty eagle costume. Throughout the weeks, I think I slowly got into character and found new dances to help entertain the little kids during timeouts and in between quarters. 

As the game started, I did my little dances whenever I could and the score at the end of the second quarter was 1-1. The stakes were going to be high but I have a feeling that we were gonna win this one. 

During the third quarter, I sat on the bench that was reserved for me and watched Peter, jersey number 4, skate all over the ice with his hockey stick. He had the puck, all of his attention was on it. The whole audience had a feeling that he was gonna score a goal but then all of a sudden one of the NYU players stole the puck from him and skated furiously across the other side of the rink. 

You could see Peter cursing and quickly going to the other side along with his other teammates. Ever since that moment, it seemed that something triggered Peter… he was starting to get more aggressive and ruthless. It made me anxious to see his behavior on the ice, but nevertheless I kept watching. 

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Despite the tight game, the Eagles won 3-2 and the whole crowd celebrated which meant that many gifts were thrown down onto the rink. Teddy bears and roses were everywhere and it was all me that had to clean it up. I walked on the ice with my feet stuck in the puffy eagle claws of my costume, gathered all of the gifts, and put them in a big container that I dragged with me across the ice. After I got all the stuffed animals and flowers in the container I headed towards my manager to give it to. As I handed it to him, he thanked me and said I was free as soon as I checked the whole stadium again to see if there was anyone else. I nodded and went back to the arena. 

I checked to see if there were any other fans that were trying to stay behind, but didn’t find any… but gosh my feet hurt so much and I just need a little break before heading back to my dorm. 

I took out the headpiece of the eagle costume and sighed as the cool breeze from the arena chilled my flushed cheeks. I then took out the rest of my costume which left me with my sweaty ponytail and loose hair strands framing my face along with my black leggings and shirt. Though I didn’t take it into consideration that there would be anyone else entering the stadium again after the game was over. But I guess I was wrong, because all of a sudden I heard a voice from behind me: 

“I didn’t realize you were a girl,” I turned my head around to see who it was. 

Peter Parker? I thought in my head. 

“Or pretty.” he finished his statement with his mouth parting slightly. 

I could feel my cheeks warm up despite the cool air as I laughed awkwardly, “W-What? Oh t-thanks… you look pretty too” I replied, not thinking about what I just said. 

Peter just nodded and he looked like he was seconds away from drooling as he continued to stare at me… he really does make a girl feel special. 

“Uhm, are you doing some extra practice? Or–” I say trying to break the silence. 

Peter slightly shook his head and cleared his throat, “Uh yeah, it’s just I don’t feel like I gave it my all today even though we won so I wanted to get some practice in… if that’s okay?” he says. 

I smiled and nodded my head, “Yeah sure, I’ll just go tell my manager and put this costume away.” I told him as I stood up.

He smiled back at me with his teeth as I walked towards the manager’s office, feeling intense butterflies cause Peter fucking Parker just called me pretty… WHAT IS MY LIFE?!

You know, I said in the beginning that I wasn’t like other girls but now I definitely think I am (well at least internally). 

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AN: PART TWO?? 😏

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[merrellholland]

where have you been... i'm waiting for some new content :((

OMGGG I'm so sorry love :(( I've just been so busy with school and AP test prep 😭

I promise to get back to writing some more stuff!! Stay tuned, I'll maybe most something tmw or the day after that <3

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MERRELL TWINS!!

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SOME OF MY FAVORITE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD <33 I love you Roni and Nessa so much and I'm so happy to be a twinner!! Love you guys to the moon and back ❤️

#happy birthday roni and nessa! #happy birthday merrell twins #merrell twins #vanessa merrell #veronica merrell #26th birthday #RONI AND NESSA ARE 26 NOW–

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hii, I was wondering if you could write a "secret santa" pt2 pls? i just really loved that one!! <3

hi love!! just finished writing part two... i hope you enjoy!

part two of secret santa

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Secret Santa [2/2] → t.holland

A/N: Okay so someone requested this and I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG ALKSDF

Anyway... this is PART TWO of Secret Santa! So if you haven't read part one... you should read it! Or not, I can't tell you what to do ;)

Part One of Secret Santa

Before you read:

Y/L/N - your last name

Y/M/N - your middle name

Warning(s): mentions of giving birth and labor

Word Count: 1.2k

Never in your life would you be expected to end up with Tom Holland, the guy from work who seems to be the literal definition of a wet blanket. But life is complicated, and not everything goes according to plan. You’ve been dating Tom for two years and have been married for one now, and all three years have been magical. 

Nora recently turned eight years old, meaning that you and Tom arranged a whole big birthday party for her and her friends as well as some family members. You would think there would be someone coming from Nora’s biological mom’s side, but they all wanted nothing to do with her or Tom. 

But that was alright, because Nora had you to call mom. At first, it was strange hearing a five year old call you mommy. But now you couldn’t be any happier. After her birthday party, you secretly asked her what she wished for when she was blowing the candles on her Elsa and Anna cake. 

“I can’t tell you Mommy! Because if I tell you then it won’t come true” Nora replied when you asked her. 

You sigh, you wanted to make sure that Nora had what she wanted, “Come on baby, tell me! I promise it will be our little secret nobody will know” you tell her. 

Nora pouts and contemplates whether or not to tell you, but she finally gives in. “I wish to have a baby brother or sister… but I really want a baby brother” she says seriously. 

Your eyes widened, sure you eventually wanted kids and you did have a forever future with Tom… but taking the next steps seemed scary. “W-well that’s a very big wish, anything else you wished for?” You ask nervously. 

Nora shook her head, “Nope! I already have too many Elsa dolls and markers… this is the only thing I want for my birthday.” She says while you nodded trying to comprehend everything that Nora said to you for the past five minutes.

That night when you and Tom went to bed, you were trying not to think about what Nora was saying, but it was the only thing that was on your mind. 

You sighed, “Tom?” you whisper hoping that he was awake. 

Tom groaned and tightened his grip around your waist, “What?” Tom groaned in his sleepy voice. 

Your heart was beating fast, “Do you ever… imagine us taking care of another child?” you ask him. 

Tom’s eyes widened but then he started smiling uncontrollably while looking up at your beautiful and intricate face. “Why do you ask that?” he says while grinning. 

You smile back, “Well… let’s just say that I know what Nora wanted for her birthday” you say to him. 

He starts sitting up and you stay in your position while looking at him, “Wait a sec, are you saying-”

“She wants a baby brother or sister… but she really wants a baby brother” You smile at him while he looks down on you. 

It was silent, just the two of you in your thoughts. The bedroom was silent yet it was filled with so many thoughts. 

Tom finally breaks his trance and looks at you, “Well then what are we waiting for?! Let’s make some babies!” he says while towering over you and attacking you with his kisses all over your neck and lips. 

You unfortunately stop him, “Wait Tom are you sure about this? Do you think we can… raise another child?” You ask him, concern fills his eyes. 

He gently caresses your face, “I’m spending the rest of my life with you Y/N, of course I want another little human with you… because your my anchor in life and I love you Y/N Y/L/N. Plus I also want two munchkins to help me with Mother’s Day every year.” He says to you which makes you giggle like a teengers who has imbalanced hormones. 

You nod your head, “Let’s do it then, not to mention that I also need two munchkins to help me with Father’s Day every year.” You say to him while smiling. 

Tom smiles at you and then lowers himself onto you, the both of you having one of the most magical nights of your lives. 

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When Nora first got the news that she was getting a sibling, she was beyond excited, but with that excitement she also became protective of the human growing inside of you. She made sure that you got enough sleep, she did all of the household chores for you, and she even helped you and Tom decorate the crib and made sure to add her own touches. It was clear that Nora was going to be an amazing big sister, and you were excited for the little human to arrive. 

You and Tom decided to keep the baby’s gender a surprise, none of you knew if it was a girl or a boy so all three of you decided to help brainstorm names for both genders. 

Nora had a huge say in the names, if she didn’t like the name she would demand you two to never consider that name ever again. 

Now nine months later, you were expected to give birth soon. By soon, it meant that you were currently in labor and 10 centimeters dilated. Your face was full of sweat, your Mom was on the left side of you while Tom was on the right. One of your hands was gripping your Mom’s hand tightly while your other hand was gripping Tom’s hand for dear life. Your screams were something that you never knew you were capable of until now. 

Tom was saying nothing but sweet things to you, “It’s okay baby, I’m so proud of you… We’re all proud of you. Don’t you dare give up now, you're so strong darling, you're almost there my love” He said to you while you were breathing heavily. 

Your Mom was agreeing, “That’s right just like Tom said, you are so strong sweetie you can do it one more push!” she says. 

You screamed your loudest and just like that a new human was welcomed. The nurses quickly cleaned your baby with a cloth and took all of the measurements. 

Finally you were united with the wonderful human that had lived in you for nine months. You were crying as you held your baby while Tom was also crying and kissing your forehead endlessly and whispering, “I’m so proud of you”. 

The midwife finally said, “Congratulations! He's a healthy boy!” She exclaims. 

You and Tom looked at each other and smiled uncontrollably, you then looked at your mom at the other side and smiled at her too. Nora would finally get the baby brother that she wanted. 

— 

After an hour or so, Nora finally entered the room along with Tom’s parents and your father. They all held the baby and whispered nothing but sweet things to him. Finally it was Nora’s turn. 

Nora carefully held him, making sure to support his head. She then smiled and looked at you, “Thank you for giving me a brother” She said to you. 

You start to tear up yet again, “Thank you for being the first person to call me mom” you say to her while smiling.

As Nora hands you back the baby boy, your Dad finally says, “So what’s his name?” 

You look at Tom, he then nodded with tears in his eyes. You turn your head to look at Nora and she nodded excitedly. You then smile at the baby boy in your beloved arms. 

“His name is Miles Y/M/N Holland.” 

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what is ur wattpad username?? lol

Hey! It's merrellhollandfandom ... enjoy reading <3

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Silent and Tired → t.holland

A/N: Hey everyone! A little late to the party, but decided to do an angsty one-shot for Tom's birthday hehe.. enjoy

Word Count: 2.5k

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In just five days, Tom Holland the famous Spider-Man actor would no longer be 25 years of age, but instead 26. You’ve known Tom for almost six years and counting. You first met him at an after party of the Spider-Man Homecoming premiere, and from that moment on you two just instantly clicked. But over the years, you’ve realized that you have developed feelings for the British boy. Everything about him was just perfect. But of course before you even got the courage to tell him about this, he had already started to get into a relationship with his co-star, Zendaya. 

Now you had nothing against Zendaya, she’s beyond gorgeous, has a great charisma, smart, kind, and an absolute Goddess. Ever since Zendaya got casted to play the role of Peter Parker’s love interest, MJ, everyone had started to ship Tom and Zendaya. Everyone could see them dating and making each other happy and content. After a while, you had decided to ignore your romantic feelings for Tom and hide them deep down where nobody would ever get a hint. 

The situation has been like this for approximately two years, when Tom and Zendaya had decided to put their relationship out to the public. They definitely did break the internet, everyone was happy, even you. If you truly loved someone, you would want them to be happy. Seeing Tom with Zendaya was heartbreaking at first. But you’ve learnt to be happy for them, your feelings for Tom shouldn’t get in the way of him being happy. Whenever Tom’s with Zendaya, you’ve noticed that his mood always brightens like she was the sun to his universe. 

Zendaya wanted Tom to have the best birthday party, so she invited everyone who was close to Tom and made you a co-planner with her. The two of you would order many decorations on various websites and have six different packages on the front of Tom and Zendaya’s apartment. Tom was still in Berlin so he wasn’t aware of the packages. Planning Tom’s birthday with Zendaya was extremely fun and exciting and you couldn’t wait for Tom’s reaction to all of the preparation. 

Finally after three days, Tom had arrived in L.A and unlocked the door to his shared apartment. The second he entered the apartment, Zendaya dropped the book she was reading and set down her coffee mug and ran up to Tom, engulfing him in a hug. Tom started laughing, almost crying as it was an emotional moment. 

“AHHH I missed you so much!” Zendaya said to Tom. 

“I missed you too darling” Tom said to her while laughing. 

They laughed at each other and shared a long awaited kiss, both of them happy. 

–

Back in your apartment, you were aware that Tom had reached L.A but decided not to say anything to him yet. You wanted him to relax a little and spend some time with just Zendaya. Plus, you had a tinder date. 

You tried to put yourself out there, tired of feeling lonely and wanting to have someone love you and have late night chats with. But all the dates you’ve been on always went in three directions. 

One: Since you were considered a Youtube celebrity, with over ten million subscribers, people would only go on dates with you for the clout. So that they could be in your videos and have a sprinkle of fame. 

Two: They were a complete douche bag who just wanted to have meaningless sex with you so that they can tell everyone they had slept with a Youtube star. 

Three: They talked about themselves for the whole entire date, making you just sit there in the restaurant, nodding your head and silently eating your meal. 

You were hoping that this date would be different, not a repeat of the last previous 15 dates, yes you were counting. You got ready by putting on your makeup, fixing your hair, and you had decided to wear a long elegant black dress with a slit. 

Thirty minutes later, you arrived at the restaurant and took a seat at your reserved table. You started off with an appetizer, bread and olive oil, while you were waiting for your date, Tyler. On his profile, he looked like the typical frat boy but you didn’t want to judge a guy based on what he puts on a tinder profile. You waited for approximately another hour and forty minutes for him, but still no sign of Tyler. 

The manager of the restaurant had taken pity on you, and decided not to charge you for the bread and olive oil. You thanked the manager and left the place, you felt like your cheeks were burning from the amount of embarrassment you were feeling. 

As you drove back to your apartment, you immediately took off your heels and tied your hair into a messy bun, not caring about the delicate curls in your hair that took you hours to perfect. You walked to your bathroom and quickly wiped off your makeup with makeup wipes, attempting to bottle up your emotions so that the tears from your eyes wouldn’t spread the mascara to other places on your face. You changed into some sweatpants and a random shirt you found sitting in your closet. 

As you came out of the bathroom, you entered the living room. Like always, it was pin drop silent. The only thing you could hear was the cars driving by your apartment complex. You decided to turn on the T.V in order for some sound to be produced, but it doesn’t feel the same as having some company. You ended up sinking into the couch and let out all your emotions. 

You didn’t control the sobs coming out, the tears streaming down your face making your vision blurry, your breathing becomes uneven. You were sick of having to come home to a silent environment, you were just tired of it all. 

— 

You slowly wake up, the sunlight shining on your face. You’ve noticed that you are still curled up on the couch, as you slowly get up from your fetal position. Your bones start to crack and your head has a massive headache. As you adjust to the lighting of a new day, your phone starts to ring. You pick up your phone, seeing that Zendaya was calling you. 

“Hello?” You ask as you answer the phone. 

“Hey Y/N! I’ve taken Tom out on our lunch date and all the decorations are in my closet at our apartment so if you could use the spare key and decorate everything? So that way when we come back it will be an ultimate surprise!” Zendaya said in an exciting tone. 

You glance over at the clock hanging on your wall, the time was 11:30 AM. You then stifle a yawn, “Yeah I can come over, I’ll use the spare key you gave me and then just text me when you're on your way back. Don’t worry Z, I got everything under control.” You respond . 

“Great, I'll see you later then!” Zendaya said. 

“Yep, see you later” you say and then end the call. 

You slowly get up from the couch, making your knees pop. You slowly walk towards the bathroom to freshen up. You look at yourself in the mirror, the oversized shirt engulfing you while your eyes were puffy and bloodshot, your hair equivalent to a bird's nest. You sighed and turned on the faucet to wash your face. You then brush your teeth and take a warm and relaxing shower. After that, you comb out your hair, gently getting two strands of your hair from both sides and pinning it to the back of your head. Finally, changing into some black mom jeans and a black short sleeved shirt.  

You then left your quiet apartment in order to go to another apartment filled with silence. The only difference was that the apartment that you were going to was temporarily silent while yours was almost always silent. 

—

You finally reached their apartment and unlocked the door with the spare key that Zendaya gave to you. You looked around, observing how the apartment looked. You set your stuff and your gift for Tom on the kitchen counter. 

As you were walking around the place, looking for the bedroom, you couldn’t help but start to feel a pang of jealousy as you looked around. Wait-what? No, you can’t be jealous of them. Tom’s never going to like you in that romantic way, there’s no sense in envying their relationship. You have to be happy for them, you must be happy for them. This is what everyone wanted, for them to be together.  

You looked down, trying to avoid tears spilling on your face. You put your finger out in front of your face and caught a single tear drop that would’ve fallen on the floor if you wouldn’t have caught it. You then looked up, trying not to let anymore tears come out. After you composed yourself, you finally found the bedroom. 

You entered the room and walked in the walk-in closet. You saw a big cardboard box labeled, “Tom’s special day <3” You assumed that this was the box containing all the decorations. You carried out the box from the closet and as you were leaving the room, you couldn’t help but notice the framed picture on the bed side table. The picture seemed to be a film picture of Zendaya kissing Tom’s cheek while they were in a trailer, pressumbily for a Spider-Man movie. The both of them seemed to be happy around each other, the joy in Tom’s eyes was a sight for sore eyes. 

That’s what did it for you. Your heart starts to break, the feeling of your stomach dropping, your eyes getting watery yet again, the insecurities getting to your mind. You bit your lip while looking at it one last time before leaving the room. 

You set the box down in the middle of the living room and opened it up. There were banners, balloons, birthday paper plates and cups, and much more. So there you were, setting up their living room with every single piece of decoration that was inside the box. 

Once you were done with decorating the place, you decided to text everyone in the group chat that you made for Tom’s birthday to come over to the apartment. After around twenty minutes, the first couple of guests had arrived, Harrison, Tuwaine, Harry, and Sam. They were visiting from London and obviously couldn’t say no to Tom’s surprise party. You welcomed them inside, informing them that Zendaya and Tom were out on a lunch date and that they would come back soon. They nodded and set down their gifts on the kitchen counter, next to yours. 

Soon, more and more guests arrived and were getting ready to surprise Tom. As the anticipation of Zendaya and Tom’s arrival was increasing, you got a text message from Zendaya that they were in the garage of the apartment complex. 

You took a deep breath in as you looked at the text, you then announced, “Alright everyone! They’re going to be here any moment now! So everyone put on the party hats and turned off all the lights!” You exclaim to everyone. 

They all nodded and started to gather up at the center of the living room while you made sure to set up your phone somewhere so that you could get Tom’s reaction on video. Finally all the lights were turned off, and the apartment was pin drop silent. But you liked this silence, knowing that there were people surrounding you. 

You then heard the keys jingle as the door was slowly unlocking. As the lights turned on, you all yelled, “Surprise!!”

Tom flinched but then his eyes widened in shock and awe, all the people he loved in one place. “O-Oh my– Wow this is just– wow I have no words!” he says, still in shock. 

Everyone started to laugh, then Tom turned to Zendaya, “Did you do all of this for me?” he asked with joy in his eyes. 

Zendaya laughs at him, “Yes I did, but I also had Y/N help me.” She says while pointing in your direction, as you were front and center in the group. 

You laughed, “I’m just glad I caught this all on video!” you said to them with a smile on your face, even though deep down inside you felt like the opposite of a smile. But you did a pretty damn good job of hiding it. 

Tom laughs and smiles at you, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. “I literally don’t know what to say Y/N, thank you” he says genuinely while giving you a tight hug. 

You cherished this moment, his hands wrapped around your waist while your hands were trapped around his abdomen. You treasured this moment that you had with him, as he hugged you in a friendly way while you hugged him like your life depended on it. Because you were sure that this was probably going to be the last interaction you’re going to have with him in some time. 

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Hours passed, the party was slowly dying down and everyone was starting to leave. Tom had just finished opening up his gifts and thanking everyone for attending. You decided to stay a little in order to help clean up the place. 

The three of you were cleaning up the place, then Tom approached you, holding out a garbage bag so that you could throw in all the plastic red cups that you collected. He smiled at you while you smiled back at him. 

You throw the cups in the bag, “Thanks for the gift by the way” he says.

You smile at him, “Of course, it seemed like the perfect gift” you say to him. 

You gifted Tom the official Spider-Man golf balls, you knew he would love it and you were right. 

“I didn’t even know that these existed, I’m definitely going to be using them on the golf course” He says to you with joy in eyes. But you knew that it was joy from the platonic relationship between you two. 

You smile again at him again and start to gather all of your things since the living room was all clean. Zendaya came back from the bedroom as she was taking all the decorations down and putting them back in the box and storing them in the closet. You bid your goodbyes to both Tom and Zendaya and then left their apartment.

As you walked to your car, you couldn’t help but notice that you longed for a relationship like Tom and Zendaya. If you would’ve just admitted your feelings towards Tom, things could have possibly been different. Maybe it could have been you who shared an apartment with Tom, the one who took him out on a lunch date. You were sick of being alone and always being the third wheel to everyone. You just wanted something special like what they have. Maybe one day, you think to yourself.

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[merrellholland]

omg can we get a part 2 for the creepy yn for peter parker? it was so good and i wanna see their relationship further

CREEPY Y/N PART TWO:

A/N: Hi love!! I loved that you requested this, because I defiantly enjoyed writing it, I hope you enjoy <3

Word Count: ~2k words

Genere: Angst? But fluff at the end <3

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Approximately six months had passed by, and everything was starting to look good for you. You and Peter spent one months of being friends, and have now been in a relationship together for five months now. Although your step-family treats you like crap, you're grateful that almost every night you get to meet Peter up on the rooftop and vent to him. You were glad that you always had someone to talk to. The one thing that bothered you, was the fact that Peter acted like a completely different person at school. 

Peter had still stuck with his popular group, he was still the guy that everyone wanted to be friends with… or even be more than friends. Yes that’s right, the romantic relationship between you and Peter is literally non-existent in Midtown. Nobody would have even taken a hint that you two were together. To be honest, you were starting to feel disturbed by it. You hated seeing the popular girls and cheerleaders flirting with Peter nonstop, touching him and playing with those brown curls. What hurt you even more was that Peter did nothing to stop it, he allowed them to flirt with him so that his ego would be boosted. 

It’s funny how after that one time at the cafeteria where Peter had decided to sit next to you and get Delmar’s with you after school, everything went back to normal at school. Which brings you to the present moment. There were five more minutes until your English class would come to a close and lunch would get started. 

Finally, the bell rang and everyone started packing their things up and leaving the classroom. You were able to make a couple of friends, such as MJ, Ned, and his girlfriend Betty. To most students, it seemed like a small group consisted of losers, but to you it was more than enough. As you walked over to your usual lunch spot, you stole a glance at Peter who had just come back from his calculus class. You saw him sitting down at his table with his group which contained the popular cheerleaders and the jocks. The typical group of people that are always popular at a high school. 

You started to feel your mouth go dry as you saw the cheer captain, Megan, immediately start to flirt with Peter. Her hands were all over Peter’s biceps as she was giggling, while Peter smiled at Megan. You bit your lip, as if it would control the amount of pain and anger you were feeling at that very moment. You then quickly walked away and continued on your path to your lunch spot. 

“Hey Y/N!” Betty said to you. 

You smiled lightly, “Hey Betty!” you say as you approach them. 

“So… anything interesting happening today?” Ned asked. 

“Nope, nothing much… just the same as any other Thursday” you say to Ned, obviously not telling him about the whole Peter issue. 

You then glanced over at MJ, who was peacefully reading her book with her headphones in. You smiled at her, and let her be at peace. 

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After lunch had ended, your physics class was starting. Luckily, you and Peter shared the class together meaning that you two may get to finally spend some time together. But you were mistaken, Megan also shared the same physics class as you two and you were completely sure that her and Peter were going to sit at the same lab station. 

You sighed, you took a seat at an empty lab station as you were early to class. As time passed by, you realized that there was around 30 seconds before class was starting. You then heard laughter that belonged to no other than Peter. You smiled as you looked up to see him, but the smile quickly disappeared as you saw that he was laughing with Megan. As you watched him, Peter looked at you and waved at you very slightly so that almost nobody would notice… you waved at him slightly as well, but started to feel like he was embarrassed of you. 

You watched as he and Megan walked to their own lab station and settled down. You turned your head back to the front of the class, and looked with your peripheral vision to see who was seated next to you, but there was nobody. 

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Fortunately, in physics, there was no lab experiment today meaning that you didn’t have to join a group who would just take pity on you for not being able to find a partner. Instead, it was all just worksheets and review packets. 

The school day had come to a close, and you were now walking back home. Your step-family was out of town, leaving you to have the house all to yourself which you were extremely grateful for. You took a shower and freshened up, and then grabbed a little snack once you were done. You were now sitting in your room, finishing up the homework that was assigned today. As you went into deep studying mode, and taking notes on your calculus textbook, you heard a knock on your window which had startled you. Making you jump a little in your chair. 

You got up from your seat and walked over to your window, already having an idea of who it might be. A month ago, you had discovered that the famous Spider-man was no other than your supposed boyfriend, if you could even call Peter that anymore. You sighed and walked up to your window, opening the curtains only to be met with the wide white eyes attached to the red and blue suit. 

You rolled your eyes and opened the window, “Wow someone seems annoyed” Peter jokingly says as he enters your room and takes off his mask. You didn’t respond and instead returned to your seat and continued to finish up your notes from the reading assignment. On the other hand, Peter awkwardly sat on the edge of your bed and poked his tongue on the inside of his cheek after not getting a response from you. 

Silence had filled the room, and Peter was getting sick of it. 

“Y/N! Why aren’t you talking to me?” Peter whined like a little toddler. 

“Why don’t you go talk to Megan instead” you mumble, but thanks to Peter’s super listening ability, he heard everything that you said. 

His face dropped, “What do you mean?” he asked. 

You sighed and dropped your pencil, then spinned your chair around so that you were no longer facing your study desk, but were now facing those chocolate brown eyes. 

“Well recently it looks like you and Megan are getting a lot closer now” you say to him, mentally preparing yourself for the argument that you can sense approaching. 

“What do you mean we're getting close?!” Peter exclaimed, “Megan and I are just friends Y/N, nothing more” he responded. 

You scoffed, “Oh yeah? Do friends feel each other’s biceps and continue to giggle about it?” you say to him. 

Peter then scoffed, “Are you serious right now Y/N? For the last time, Megan is just a friend! There’s nothing going on between us” he exclaimed, slightly raising his voice. 

“Mhm yeah sure” you respond as you then roll your eyes and then spin your chair so that you can avoid taking the argument any further. But before you could, Peter used his strength and held onto both arms of the chair so that you couldn’t move. You bit the inside of your cheek as you looked anywhere else besides him. 

“You know that you can trust me right?” Peter says softly while looking into your gorgeous eyes. 

You took a pause and sighed and then looked at his beautiful face while he was looking at yours, “Yeah I know, it’s just… nevermind, it’s silly.” You say to him, not wanting to say what you were really thinking. 

Peter pouted at you, “No baby, I am one-hundred percent sure it’s not silly… just tell me” he says while taking one of his hands from the arm of the chair and places it on top of your hand, gently caressing it. 

You gulped and tried to hold back tears, “A-Are you embarrassed of me?” You ask in a soft and quavering voice. 

Peter’s face dropped yet again, “W-What? What would make you think that angel?” he asks you. 

You sniffed, “Well whenever we’re at school, you always avoid me and act like we barely know each other. You always flirt with all the cheerleaders and the popular girls and pretend like you don’t have a girlfriend… but then once school is over and we meet up like this, you change into this loving boyfriend who cares about me. Why can’t you be that same loving boyfriend at school?” You ask him.

Peter clenched his jaw while looking into your gorgeous eyes that were slowly filling up with tears and then looked down at the floor. You took away your hand that Peter’s hand was resting on and used it to wipe the tears that were streaming down your face. Peter felt like crap, knowing that he was the one that caused you pain and it was killing him. 

“Oh my sweet girl, I never meant for you to feel this way. I’m so incredibly sorry for causing you this pain that you don’t deserve.” he says and then takes a pause as he wipes your tears with his hands. 

“You are so gorgeous, kind, smart, and you always know how to ground me and you always know how to calm me down. I am so grateful that you are here in my life and… “ He softly laughs, he can't even comprehend what he’s going to say next but it felt right, “I love you Y/N Y/L/N” He said to you with complete adoration. 

Your breath hitches as you look up at him. “What?” you ask him. 

“I love you, I love your smile, your eyes, your lips, your smartness, your kindness, and I just love every single little detail about you” He says to you while smiling. “I’m going to make sure that everyone at school tomorrow knows that you’re my girl and that I love you so so so much” he finishes while kissing all over face, causing you to lightly laugh and to practically cure your sad mood. 

“I love you so much” Peter says to you, in a serious tone. 

“I love you too” You say while smiling at him, which causes him to smile back at you and then attack you again with his kisses. Resulting in you to laugh again, making Peter smile as he heard your laugh again. 

“Peter, stop! I have to study and do my homework!” you exclaim to him while laughing. 

Peter playfully rolled his eyes, “Fine whatever, anything for my pretty girl” he responds. 

You both smile at each other and then kiss each other on the place where you both needed it the most. Peter put his hands on your hips and kneaded through your tense skin as you put your hands in his hair and comb through his curls. You both finally have to pull away for air even though you both didn’t want to. 

You sighed and smiled at him, “Okay now I really have to get back to studying” you say to him. 

“Do you really?” Peter responds. 

“Yes really! And so do you” You exclaim to Peter.

So there you two were, studying together until it was twelve thirty in the morning. You gave Peter some extra clothes that he kept in your closet from previous meetups while you changed into some sweatpants and a graphic t-shirt. You both got tucked into your bed and cuddled with each other. Peter’s hand wrapping around your waist as yours was wrapped around his. Both of you dozing off to a deep sleep in the presence of one another, knowing that everything was going to be okay.  

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[merrellholland]

I need to see a part 2 of taken for granted where reader is living her life 😭 like years later she’s remarried and has one kid and another on the way. If not it’s totally fine you don’t want to do a part 2.

hi love! thank you so much for reading my work! i have written a part two, and just posted it. i am so sorry for the late response and that it's so short, but i hope you enjoy it <33

[merrellholland]

i loved taken for granted!! would u consider doing a part 2 where the reading moves on and Tom regrets it?

hi love! I have just written a part two! It's very short though and i'm so sorry for that, but i hope you enjoy it <3

[merrellholland]

Taken for Granted → t.holland AU [2]

Type of AU: wealthy business man

Type of writing: angst (continuation of part 1)

WC: 1.1k

Warning(s): meeting with an ex-husband, angst, no happy ending (like in part one)

A/N: hello my loves! here is the second part for "Taken for Granted", i am incredibly sorry that it's so late! the past few weeks were extremely hectic and i've been trying to balance everything. this part two isn't as long as part one since i wrote in all in one day lol... but i hope you enjoy <3

Part 1

Seven years. It’s been seven whole years since you’ve been divorced, seven years since you’ve seen his beautiful brown eyes, seven years since you’ve last seen Tom. He caused you tremendous pain, he cheated on you with a girl who was at least ten years younger than you. Why? Well, you never even knew what you did that made Tom do it. Seven years later, and you still ask yourself that question. But you’ve also learned to slowly move on, Tom was no longer your husband and he was no longer present in your life. Approximately two years after the divorce, one of your friend’s had decided to set up a blind date for you. You weren’t a big fan of the idea of going on a date without someone you know nothing about, but you also knew that you weren’t going to go back to Tom. So you reluctantly agreed to go, and it was one of the best decisions of your life.

John was amazing, he was everything that you wished your significant other would be. Being with him made you lose track of time, you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him. Before you knew it, you and John moved in together and were a married couple of two years. Not only this, but you were also expecting your first child. When you and John had first found out, you two were beyond excited for the journey ahead. Being a mom to someone was something you were always looking forward to, and now you were going to be one. You were currently in your second trimester, a couple of weeks ago you and John had found out the gender of your baby… you were having a baby boy.

As of right now, you and John were getting ready for a networking event that was hosted by John’s company. This was an extremely big event in the tech industry, as many CEOs and entrepreneurs in tech were attending the event. As you were getting ready, you could sense that John was beyond nervous. To be honest, if you were in his position you would also be extremely nervous. John was going to be a guest speaker that was representing his company. While you were putting your earrings on, you looked over at John whose hands were shaking and you could hear him mumbling.

You sighed and walked over to him, “Love, you're gonna be fine okay? You’ve been practicing for weeks, you're gonna do great.” you say to him.

He took a deep breath in, “Thank you love, but I’m just so freaking nervous” he says, laughing a little to get the nerves out of his system.

You started laughing with him, “Why did you say ‘freaking’? You know that you can swear right?” You say to him while smiling.

John smiled even more, “Yeah, but there’s a baby in this room! I am not swearing in front of the baby!” he exclaimed humorously.

You started laughing even more, “Wow, you're going to be a great father. ” You tell him sincerely.

John kisses your baby bump, “Yeah well I can’t wait to be a father to our beautiful baby boy” he responds.

You and John kiss each other, grateful for one another, and then head out of the door.

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There you two were (technically three), at the biggest networking event of the year. John was going to give his speech in a few minutes. You could see that his hands were all sweating and his heart was beating rapidly. You took a hold of his hands with yours, assuring him that he’ll be great and that you were so incredibly proud of him.

After your pep talk, the host had started to introduce John, meaning that he had to go up to the stage. You gave him a thumbs up as he smiled at you, feeling those nervous butterflies arise in his stomach again.

“Good evening everyone, my name is John…”

You couldn’t help but smile as John was giving his speech, you couldn’t believe that you got to call him your husband. As all of your attention was focused on John, you felt a tap on your shoulder that had slightly startled you. You turned around, and as you did the smile on your face had started to disappear.

“Tom,” you whispered to him, while in shock.

“Hi Y/N, it’s good to see you again” he whispered back, feeling butterflies in his stomach since the last time he saw you was seven years ago.

“What are you doing here?” you quietly say to him.

“What do you mean? I have to give a speech after this boring guy is finished with his” he says while laughing quietly and quickly averting his eyes on this ‘boring guy’ and then quickly back to yours.

You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to control the raging flame that was building up inside of you.

As Tom was looking at you, mesmerized, his gaze went down to your stomach. He could feel his heart stopping, his stomach dropping.

“Oh… are you expecting?” he quietly asks you.

“Yes, I am expecting a beautiful baby boy. And do you know who the father is?” You ask him sternly.

He gulped, “Who?” he asked, starting to feel miserable.

“ The ‘boring guy’ that’s giving his speech right now. His name is John, he is the father of my child and my loving husband” You say, holding up the hand that had your wedding ring on it.

Tom could sense that you were clearly angry, “I-I’m sorry I didn’t know” he said while looking into your beautiful eyes, knowing that it was for sure that last time he would see them.

As you were about to reply to him, you felt two arms wrapping around your waist from behind. You had already recognized who it was, just by the touch. Something about John made you calm and content.

John kissed the side of your head while you smiled, “Hi my love” he said to you.

You smiled at John, while Tom was starting to feel uncomfortable.

Tom cleared his throat, “I’ll leave you guys alone, great speech man” He says to you and John.

John replied, “Thank you, good luck on yours too,” he said politely.

Tom smiled and nodded, taking a final look at you… flashbacks to the night where everything went wrong, fully aware that this is the last time he was going to see the most gorgeous woman he had ever met in his life. He walked up to the stage, not at all caring about the speech that he was about to give. He wanted you back in his arms, creating a feeling of being touch-starved. But he wanted you to be happy, even if it meant that he wasn’t going to be in your life anymore.

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[merrellholland]

Taken for Granted → t.holland AU

Type of AU: Wealthy business man

Type of writing: Angst ( no happy ending ) & Steamy

Warning(s): Covers topics such as cheating and having a divorce. If these topics are not comfortable for you, then this imagine might trigger you. So please, read at your own risk.

A/N: This is for the 2022 fic event hosted by @tomhollandfics!! Hope that this is in time!!

You were extremely tired, it was a long day at work. Your boss woke up on the wrong side of bed and tortured everyone, he made everyone work extra hard today. You were mentally and physically exhausted. Luckily, in two hours, you would be able to go to your loving husband and the pent-house you two were sharing.

See, your husband was the one and only, Thomas Stanley Holland. He was famous and a quite rich business man. He always said that you didn't have to work because he had the money to support the two of you, but you weren't that type of woman. You wanted to work hard and earn the money, you didn't want it to just be given to you. He loved and admired you for that.

Anyway, you and Tom were now married for almost four years now. You were also at a point where the both of you were potentially thinking for a child, which you were very excited about. You couldn't wait to take this journey with Tom.

You sighed, only two more hours left, I can handle it, you said in your mind and then continued to work on your desk.

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Tom was currently at a party that had many rich men. He had just finished another important meeting and was now partying for a little. There was a variety of drinks and food, which Tom enjoyed. Yet, he couldn't but notice how all of his fellow friends were dating women who were much more younger than them. They were all in there early thirty's or mid 40's but they were with women who were at the young age of 19. He was a little surprised that his friend who was in his mid 40's was dating a woman who was in her early 20's. Be he wasn't going to lie, he completely expected this. It was very common for rich men like him to date younger girls. But that didn't matter to him, he had his lovely Y/N.

Y/N was also in her early 30's... just like Tom. He smiled a little as he zoned out at the thought of her. He had never seen someone as gorgeous as Y/N, until he saw her.

She was absolutely stunning. She had curly blonde hair that reached up to her shoulders and sparkling blue eyes. She was wearing a very revealing black dress that reached up to her knees. She also had the perfect smile. Tom was in awe, his jaw dropped at the sight of her. The girl then looked towards Tom's direction, noticing that he was checking her out. She smirked to herself and then headed towards him. Tom suddenly became flustered, not many people were able to do that.

"Hey, I saw you staring at me over there" she in a cocky and flirtatious tone.

Tom smirked, "I couldn't resist darling, you look absolutely magnificent" he said.

She giggled, "What's your name?" she asked.

"Tom, Tom Holland. What about you darling?" he asked back.

"Cassidy, Cassidy Peterson" she answered back.

They both smirked at each other, knowing what was about to happen.

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And there they were. Tom pushing her against one of the bedroom doors somewhere in the house. The kisses became sloppy and rushed, Tom then started to kiss her jaw, then her neck, then going down to her collarbone. He had completely forgotten about the fact that he was a married man, that ring on his finger meant nothing to him now.

He pushed Cassidy onto the bed and hovered over her, it felt wrong but it also felt so right. It felt as if they were meant to be together. They both smiled at each other and then continued to kiss ferociously. Tom went all the way down her body, while Cassidy was moaning out his name.

Cassidy moaning out his name was music to his ears, it felt like heaven. One thing he was sure about, was that Cassidy's praising was much more better that Y/N's praises whenever they were sleeping together. It felt as if he had known Cassidy all his life yet, they had only met hours ago.

After completing their activities, they finally laid down next to each other. Huddled in the blankets and sweating.

"T-That was a-amazing" Tom said while having heavy breaths.

"I feel like the same" Cassidy said while she had messy hair everywhere.

After catching their breaths, Cassidy noticed his ring finger, practically on how there was an actual ring on it.

"A-Are you married?" Cassidy asked.

He sighed, "Yeah, unfortunately" he said.

Cassidy was about to say something until Tom jumped in, "But! We're currently in the process of getting a divorce... she's just a real brat and I can't believe that I didn't see it before we got married" He said laughing a little which made Cassidy laugh a little too.

Deep down, he knew he was lying not only to Cassidy, but to himself. You were nothing but a kind, sweet, loving, and hard-working gal. You were amazing in every way, you were nowhere near a brat. But Tom felt the need to lie about you because after meeting Cassidy, he knew that you weren't the one for him anymore.

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You were about to enter the pent-house, you were just in-front of the door, searching for the key. You finally entered the house, sighing in bliss. You set down your bags and late-night groceries on the kitchen counter. You called out Tom's name,

"Tom?" you say loudly, but there was only silence filling up.

You check around everywhere, but he was nowhere you to be seen. You pout a little bit, he said that he would be home early today so that the two of you could spend some time together. You sighed and put all the groceries in the fridge and went to the bathroom to go take a nice warm shower. You got into the bath-tub, letting the warm water sprinkle over you. You were very calm but also very tired. You just wished Tom would have kept his promise of coming home a little early. But you understood, he was a very busy man with a hectic schedule. Gosh, he is probably so exhausted right now, you thought.

After finishing your shower, you put on one of Tom's sweatshirts and then you put on your own pair of sweatpants. An hour had almost passed, and there was still no sign of Tom. You read the screen on your phone it read, 2:15 AM

Your eyes widened, it was incredibly late. You had to go to bed immediately if you didn't want to be late for work tomorrow.

You sighed, "So much for movie night" you mumbled to yourself.

You collapsed on the big king-sized bed that you shared with Tom. The bed felt so empty so, you tried your best to feel comfy. You took one of the throw pillows and cuddled with it while moving in a comfortable position, you back was facing away from the bedroom door so that you were facing the wall that was next to the bed. You started to tear up a little, wishing that the pillow was Tom. But you knew that he was working hard all day and all night.

After falling into a deep sleep, you felt a pair of arms wrapping around you waist. You came back to you senses, ready to attack the threat. But you quickly realized that they were the arms of your loving husband. You lazily smiled, you finally felt safe and protected. But then, something felt wrong. When Tom wrapped his arms around you, it felt forced; it felt like he had  to do it, not that he wanted  to do it.

Of course, you were oblivious to the fact that Tom had just cheated on you. And because you two were married, it was now considered as an affair.

After a couple of minutes of him in this awkward position, he finally let go while sighing. You furrowed you eyebrows, he never let go of you. But then, all of a sudden, there was a strong scent. The smell of strawberry perfume, you were even more confused. You never bought or worn a strawberry perfume before. The smell was just to artificial for you and not to mention that you were the type of person to wear something like the SoCal perfume they sell at Hollister.

Was he having an affair with another woman? No, that can't be true... he isn't the type of person to do that, you thought. You tried to ignore the pit in your stomach while thinking these thoughts, he loved you and you loved him... wasn't that enough?

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Two months had passed, Tom came later and later to the pent-house each night. He had stopped giving you the usual morning kisses and hugs. He just greeted you and went on with his day. Then at night, you worked all day and headed home, hoping that Tom was there. But you were always greeted with the same thing... emptiness. The house was pin-drop silent, there would be nobody there. You had the same routine of cooking dinner for yourself and just in case if Tom got hungry, you made dinner for him and put it in the microwave. Only to see that his meal was still in the microwave when it was the morning.

Then there was that perfume scent, it seemed to change through out a couple of weeks. But then it became consistent smell of lavender. Your heart dropped, Tom only wore mint or a vanilla perfume for men's. But this smelt like a more feminine type of perfume. But you still decided to ignore it, trying to give him another chance.

See, every time you would attend one of his parties as his plus-one, you would always notice that after half an hour of spending time with you, he would always stay away from you. He would talk with his friends and flirt with women who were your age or women who were younger than you. Your heart dropped whenever he would become touchy with the women at the party who wore rather revealing dresses. Every time you two would reach the pent-house you would confront him about the flirting. You asked him to stop because he was a married man, and you were uncomfortable with it.

But he would always say the same exact sentence, "Darling you know that I love you and that I would never leave you for someone else right? Your it for me." he said with a smile while caressing your cheek with his hand. Even though he was repeating it over and over again, you couldn't help but notice that your heart fluttered every time. You always gave him another chance to do the right thing. But he took the chances you gave to him for granted... he took you for granted.

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It was another long and stressful day at work. All of your colleagues were talking about how they were going to spend the weekends with their loved one's. You just nodded and listened to them, hoping that you would maybe get a surprise tonight to make-up for all of the times Tom had been absent to movie nights and dates.

You again, reached the front door of the house. You sighed, hoping that there would be at least some noise rather than empty loneliness in the pent-house. Your eyes were droopy as you lazily plopped your bags on the kitchen counter. Once again, the house was quiet and empty— until you heard a sudden noise.

You furrowed your eyebrows, your once tired eyes shot up wide awake. You couldn't quite distinguish the sound. You quietly walked towards the shared bedroom, you heard... moaning?

You heard a female voice moaning Tom's name while also saying vulgar words. Your heart dropped, you were feeling a variety of emotions. You started tearing up while covering your mouth with your hand, trying not to make a sound. You started to feel dizzy so you leaned your back against the wall and slid all the way down so that your knees were touching your chest.

"F-fuck you feel so good Tommy" the woman said.

"You f-feel amazing too darling" Tom's voice said.

You broke down even more, you had just caught your husband having an affair. You didn't want to walk in because you didn't want to see Tom's naked body with another woman's naked body. So you just sat there, on the floor with your arms on your knees and pulling them towards your chest. You also covered your mouth with your hand, trying not to let out a single sound out.

After sitting in that position for a half an hour, you could tell that they were finished with their activities because there was no more moaning and vulgar words being echoed in the bedroom. You were now confused, the woman hasn't left the room yet... this was a one night stand right?

You got your answer by listening on the other side of the door.

"That was amazing" the woman said.

You could hear Tom laugh, "You always say that love."

The woman then breathlessly laughed, "But I mean it baby, it was magical" she said.

So it wasn't a one night stand, they had done this multiple times. All of these pet names that they were saying to each other made you feel like a glass shard had just stabbed you in the heart.Your breaths started to become un-even once you heard the next few lines.

"So when are you going to finish the papers for the divorce?" the woman asked.

Tom sighed, "I'm almost done with them" he said... but you knew he was lying because you hadn't received any type of divorce papers, Tom didn't even mention a divorce. But you could tell that you were going to get the papers soon.

After being zoned out and silently crying, you didn't notice that the bedroom door open. Tom and the woman were walking out of the room until he noticed you sitting on the floor and keeping your head down and buried into your knees.

His eyes widened, "Y-Y/N?" he asked.

Your head shotted up, displaying your watery and red eyes. You immediately stood up and faced Tom, also noticing that there was a woman hiding behind him.

"W-what are you doing here, I thought you don't come home in another hour" Tom stated.

You tried your best to not let out tears, "W-well I got to leave work early, a-and I wanted to give you a surprise but... It looks like I'm the one who got the surprise" You stated in a shaky voice.

Tom was in utter shock, he was caught.

"I-I think I should l-leave" Cassidy said.

You and Tom just stared at her while she was leaving, not saying anything. She finally opened the front door and left  the pent-house, which resulted the two of you in silence while standing in the living room.

You started to brake down, covering your mouth with your hand again. Tom looked down, tears started to form in his eyes. He never wanted to hurt you, but he still did it.

"I can't believe you" you whisper to him.

Tom just stayed silent, looking down at the floor.

"I work all day and I come home only to find that it's completely empty! But I always try to understand what your going through, I always think that you work hard and so I compromise my happiness... But this is what you were doing instead?" you say in a croaky voice.

"I'm sorry" Tom whispered. He had taken you for granted and now he was going to loose you.

"Saying sorry won't do anything Tom" you say. He was the one person you loved so much. You gave him all of your love, but in return, he betrayed you.

Tom gulped, not knowing what to say.

"I was ALWAYS there for you," you took a pause and shook your head while licking your teeth, "What happened to you?" you whisper.

Tom said in a hoarse voice, "I-I met her a few months ago, and we've been hooking up for two months–"

"Two months?!" you say.

There was a silence.

The silence caused you to break down again. You turned away from him and crouched down to the floor. You didn't contain you noise, you let it all out. Tom started to tear up, seeing you in so much pain caused pain for him too... but he caused it. All of the guilt slowly arose in his system. He felt like a monster. You were an amazing wife, you gave him loyalty, love, and empathy. You made him feel safe, but Tom had taken you for granted.

You were finished with your break down and stood back up to face him. Your emotion changed from sadness and betrayal to anger and rage.

"I always thought that there was good in people. That we're all human, so we could be understood by one another. But you? I can't give you anymore chances. It ends here." you say in a firm voice.

Tom was never one to cry, but now there was a single tear drop running down his face. You were extremely exhausted, mentally and physically. You didn't want to let him go, but you had to... you couldn't live with a cheater.

You sighed, "We'll figure out the divorce stuff tomorrow, I'm just so tired right now" you say to him.

Tom sniffed and then nodded his head, "Yeah. Um, I c-can sleep on the couch...y-you can sleep in the bedroom–"

"I'm. Not. Sleeping. On. That. Fucking. Bed" you say with rage in your voice.

Tom's breaths started to become un-even, you were never one to say such profanities, not in the public life and not in the private life. You only said them when you were extremely frustrated and experiencing many emotions at once. This was one of the first times Tom had heard vulgar words come out of your mouth. This wasn't a night-mare, this was real life. He had officially lost you.

"O-okay, I can um, sleep in the bedroom then" Tom whispered while he was still in shock.

Later that night, you were all bundled up with blankets on the couch while Tom was sleeping in the bed. The same bed where you and Tom would cuddle with each other and have late night conversations. It was also the same bed where he slept with another woman and had an affair. The both of you stayed awake for the whole night, but dozing off into a deep sleep for a couple of hours here and there.

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You and Tom and already filled out the papers, all that was needed was to attend court to make the divorce official.

The both of you entered the office, your judge's name was Michael. He seemed to be a man who was in his mid 60's, he also seemed very experienced.

"Ah! Y/N Holland and Tom Holland correct?" he asked.

You both nodded. When Michael had addressed you as Y/N Holland, you thought to yourself how that would all change. You would no longer be Mrs. Holland.

You both took a seat on the chairs that were about three feet apart from each other. Tom didn't look at you and you didn't look at Tom.

Michael then stated, "So I believe that you two are here for the final stages of the divorce correct?" He asked

You nodded your head while Tom mumbled, "Yes"

Michael had continued to ask you both questions regarding the divorce. But one major question stood out to you...

"Now, please tell me the reason of this divorce" he said.

Tom looked at you and then stared down, fiddling with his fingers.

You sighed, "Tom had an affair with another women. Approximately three weeks ago, I caught them in the act and it was a neutral decision to get a divorce" you say to Michale.

While Michale was writing all of this down, he immediately stopped. He looked up and gave Tom a stare. If looks could kill people, Tom would most definitely be dead. Michael sighed, he didn't want to give his opinion to them because that would be considered unprofessional. But in his mind he thought, rich men, they always think that they can do anything.

After Michale filled out his part of the papers, he handed them over to you and Tom. You spent the last half an hour filling out the last few forms and papers. Finally, the meeting was coming to a close... it was over. The meeting was now finished.

Which also meant that you and Tom were now officially divorced.

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[merrellholland]

The Girl Who Cleaned Your Wound → p.parker

Person: Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Warning(s): not much, mentions of deep-cut wounds??

A/N: HEY EVERYONE! I've been pretty inactive and I'm gonna be honest, I was extremely lazy and not productive through out these past few weeks lmao. I just couldn't find the time & motivation to write something new :/ BUT NOT TO FEAR! I am back and here to give yet another peter parker one-shot... enjoy <3

You were currently a senior at your High-School that was located in Queens, New York. You wanted to attend Midtown High School, but your parents said to attend another local High-School that was a couple of blocks away from your fairly big house. Your parents were incredibly rich, which could look like a benefit to some, but for you? It meant that you had to exceed all of these expectations your parents had set. You also had to be perfect in every single thing you do. But moving back to the present, you were currently in your bedroom eating your dinner. Your parents were having a little dinner date in the living room downstairs.

You had always felt alone and like nobody was there. You didn't have any friends at school either because they all thought that you were one of those rich snobs. But you were the exact opposite of a snob. You were kind, sweet, and grateful for everything you had. You thought that your parents would be there for you, but all they cared about was your academic life, never your actual self.

You sat on your carpet floor as your back leaned against your bedside. You stared at the wall in front of you, the only light source was an orange light that was being produced from your bedside lamp.

As you were eating your dinner in quiet peace, there was a loud knock on your window that startled you. Your breath's started to become un-even, was this a burglar coming to rob you?

The knocks became louder and were at a rapid pace. You gulped and placed your plate on your desk and walked up to the window. Your hands were shaking as you were holding a fork in your right hand, ready to defend yourself from a potential threat. As you opened the curtains to look through the window, you were greeted with the familiar red and blue-suited superhero... spider-man. He was incredibly famous throughout the nation. Almost every day, the news would be praising him for keeping everyone safe and protected.

You gasped in shock, spider-man was knocking on your freaking window. You snapped out of your thoughts and quickly opened the window, letting him into your room.

"I-I'm incredibly sorry to barge in here ma'am, but I had to swing by to the closest house" he groaned while holding on to his abdomen. You stayed silent and then observed that there was blood everywhere on his suit and the actual suit itself had small rips everywhere around his arms.

You stopped observing when he had collapsed onto the carpet floor. You became worried, "Oh my god! Wait one minute, I'm going to get the first-aid kit," you say and then rush towards the bathroom that was in your room.

The only thing that spider-man was able to say was, "Thanks" in a groggy and tired voice.

You then came back with the first-aid kit and rushed towards him. You immediately kneeled down and took off his hands from his abdomen. Your lips parted, you had never seen this much blood before.

You harshly gulped, "I-I need you to take off the suit... but you can keep the mask on," you say to him.

He nodded and pressed the black-spider symbol that was on the center of his chest. The suit loosened and he slips it off. Your eye's widened, you noticed that this injury was much more than a simple cut or bruise. There was a very big and deep cut where his abs were.

"I-I- can't heal this! I'm not a doctor, I-I–" You exclaimed to him.

He groaned, "Just put those big white bandages and then I know a place where they deal with stuff like this," he says in a hurt voice.

You nodded at him. You then ran to the bathroom and took the towel that was hanging near the sink. You then soaked the towel with warm water, you knew that this would at least get rid of the dirt and bacteria that was outside or near the wound.

You then rushed back to him and kneeled down, "O-Okay, I don't know if this is going to hurt or not so just be... prepared" you say.

He nodded, the white eyes of his mask closing. You gently dabbed the soaked towel onto the places where there were dirt and places where there could bacterial infection later on. Each time the towel touched his skin, he groaned in pain. You hated seeing your favorite hero in pain, you hated to see anyone in pain.

You then reached a certain point where you had to change the position you were sitting in. You tried to figure out where to sit so that you could get a better reach, but nothing was working.

You knew that it was wrong to ask him this question, but you just needed to make sure so that it doesn't get awkward. "H-Hey um, how old are you?" You ask him.

He sighed and simply said, "Nineteen"

Your eyes widened, he was the same age as you? You then straddled him, knowing that you weren't straddling a 30-year-old grown man. This was the only way to sit so that you could get a better angle. He quietly giggled at the gesture which made you quietly laugh too.

"I'm sorry! It's the only way for me to clean up the bacteria!" you say to him while laughing a little.

"No, no, no, it's fine... I just wasn't expecting it" he said while staring at you breathlessly laughing.

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After wrapping the big white bandages around his humongous wound, you and Spider-Man snuck out of your house. You then guided him into the front seat of your car while you went into the driver's seat.

"Wanna tell me the location spidey?" You ask him

He groaned in pain, "Tony Stark's new facility" he said.

Your eyes widened, "TONY STARK?!" You exclaim.

He breathily laughed a little, "Yeah, just put it into your phone and it will give you the directions" he responded.

After reaching the facility, you quickly took out Spider-Man out of the car and went to the entrance of the giant Stark building. You knock furiously and it's opened by a security guard.

"Can I help you?" He asks firmly.

You were flabbergasted, "Yeah- I- um–"

You stopped talking when you saw the one and only Tony Stark facing you. His eyes widened as he glanced towards Spider-Man.

"Oh my god" he mumbled, "GET THE KID ONTO THE MEDIC FLOOR NOW!" He exclaimed to the security guard.

Spidey groaned while the guard was carrying him around his arm while you were on the other side of his arm. After carrying him to the medic department, you were quickly kicked out of the room. Mainly because you couldn't see his identity and because you weren't part of the whole Avengers team... you were just a 19 year old kid. That made you wonder how Spidey was able to do this every night since he was the same age as you.

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After five whole hours of waiting outside of the room, you finally saw all of the avengers leaving the door with a relieved face. You really wanted to see Spidey for yourself and see if he was okay. You nervously walked up to the one and only... Natasha Romanoff.

You cleared your throat a little to get her attention, "Um, excuse me?" You ask

"Yes?" The redhead responded.

"Um, I was just wondering is Spider-Man was okay–" you say and the Natasha gave you and answer.

"He's fine, he's still recovering but he's going to make it... thanks for your concern," Natasha said, implying for you name.

"Y/N" you respond.

Natasha smiled, "Well, Y/N, thanks for your concern. But I'm afraid that you can't enter the room because then you would see his identity. But I will be sure to tell him that you were here the whole five hours" she said.

You were a little disappointed, but you knew that you shouldn't argue with one of the Avengers. So you nodded your head.

Natasha then smiled and headed towards the other direction, catching up with the others. You then waited for a little bit and checked your surroundings if nobody was there, the coast was clear.

You took a deep breath in and knocked the door that led to Spidey's medical room. You then asked, "He-Hey Spidey?"

He responded in a groggy voice, "Yeah?"

You gulped, "I-It's me... Y/N" you said.

He again responded in a confusing tone, "Y-Y/N? Who's Y/N?" he said.

You realized that you never gave him your name, "I'm the girl who cleaned your wound like a few hours ago?" You say, hoping that the would remember.

He remembered, "So, Y/N, a pretty name for a pretty girl" he said through the other side of the door.

You giggled which made Peter smile on the other side of the door. And then there was a comfortable silence.

"Hey, is it okay if I come in? I promise I'll close my eyes," you ask him.

He then quietly laughed, "How can I say no?" He responded.

You then smiled and entered the room, making sure to cover your eyes with your hand.

Peter's whole heart fluttered when he saw you taking baby steps to make sure that you didn't trip on anything. He thought it was so adorable.

After a couple of minutes of finding the seat that was next to his hospital bed, you finally sat down.

You then laughed a little, "I'm sorry if this is awkward," you say to him

He then laughed, "No, no, it's okay" he assured you.

After talking with you for four whole hours, Peter felt like he could trust you with anything.

He then gulped, "H-Hey, I know that we only met each other like hours ago but... you can open your eyes, if you want to" he said.

You gasped, "Really?!" You exclaim

Peter then laughed, "Yeah" he assured you.

You then slowly opened your eyes and saw a cute brunette boy with chocolate brown eyes. You then whispered, "Wow, your really cute,"

Peter scoffed, "I'm the one who's cute? Your the one that's adorable!" He flirted back.

You then shook your head while smiling and blushing a little, "So what's your name Spidey?" You ask.

Peter stuck his hand out for you to shake, "Peter. Peter Parker" he said.

You then shook his hand, "Y/N Y/L/N" you respond.

And it was at that moment, you knew that this wasn't going to be the last time you were going to meet Peter Parker.

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[merrellholland]

Creepy Y/N → p.parker AU

Person: Peter Parker AU (popular/playboy?)

Word Count: 2.6k

Warning(s): swearing, verbal abuse

Peter Benjamin Parker. Midtown High School's number one playboy. Peter was beyond popular throughout the school, and no, he wasn't failing his classes. In fact, he was practically a straight A student. All the girls wanted him— including you.

This isn't one of those stories where the girl is the complete opposite of popular and is the ONLY  girl who isn't  in love with the handsome playboy. Not this story. You were madly in love with Peter, just like all the other girls.

You've done your research on Peter... maybe to much. People at school called you a stalker and a freak. They call you "Creepy Y/N" because you creep and stalk people at school... especially the handsome Peter.

Today was a day like no other, you were currently in your passing period. You quickly got the things you needed for next period out of your locker and then rushed to go to Peter's locker. You always tried to talk to him during every single passing period, hoping that there would be a spark between you and him.

You saw him at his locker. Peter was wearing a black leather jacket, a white shirt underneath, and black jeans. He was probably at his locker to gather supplies that were needed for his next class which was English. How did you know this? Well, you were a stalker. You took a deep breath and approached him.

"Hey Peter!" you say cheerfully to him.

The smile that was once on his face disappeared. He clenched his jaw while rolling his eyes, "Hello" he stated firmly

You smiled and leaned against his locker, "So... what's your next class?" you ask him, even though you were well aware of his whole entire schedule.

Peter scoffed, "Considering that your called, 'Creepy Y/N', I'm pretty sure you know what class I'm going to next," he responded in annoyance.

You giggled, "Alright, you caught me Petey," you say.

Peter smiled sarcastically and then walked away. You then straightened your slouchy position and started to follow him, which made Peter tighten his fists.

"So! Um, Peter, I was wondering if you maybe want to go to Delmar's and get some sandwiches together after school?" you ask him.

You had asked him this question every single day for the past six months and it had become so annoying to him. The only thing you were helping him with was boosting his ego, just like what  all the other girls have been doing.

Peter closed his eyes for a second and angrily sighed, "I'm sorry Y/N, but I'm really busy after school today" he says.

You had gotten the same response from him whenever you asked the question, so you had gotten use to it.

"Oh okay! That's totally cool, I get it if your busy... maybe tomorrow?" you ask him.

"Maybe tomorrow, I'll have to check" he responds quickly because he doesn't want to be around you anymore.

But despite the response, you got your hopes up, "Cool! I'll see you later Peter!" you respond.

...

After your walking to your condominium, which was quite big, you opened the door with your key. As soon as you set down your backpack, there was a loud and booming voice.

"Where the hell have you been?!" your step-father exclaims with anger.

You flinched at the abrupt noise, "I-I was just walking from s-school to come h-home" you respond in a quiet voice.

He put his arms on his hips, "Walking home huh? Then explain to me why it took you 25 minutes!" He again exclaimed in a loud voice.

You stepped back and gulped, "I-It took a long time to w-walk from school because of the traffic" you whispered to him in fear.

"Well then walk faster you little piece of shit!" He yelled at you while you flinched again.

"I-I'm sorry, I won't do it again," you responded quietly.

"Because of you, I'm late for lunch" he mumbled while he was leaving the door and then slammed it, making you flinch again.

You quickly wiped the tears that were falling down your face and headed upstairs to your room. You then lied down onto your bed and let a big sigh. Sometimes you wonder why they even adopted you in the first place.

You then remembered how you got here.

You were raised in an orphanage, making you an orphan. You never made any friends there. You tried to, but the other kids just never seemed to be interested in you so you eventually stopped. Even the adults who were looking to adopt a child weren't very interested in you. You remembered seeing a different kid everyday have a happy smile on their face because they got to have a home.

When you were eight-years-old, your step-father and step-mother met you for the first time. They seemed nice, but you still had doubts about them. In their minds, they saw you as a maid they didn't have to pay every month. Sure, they had to pay for education and everyday necessities... but that was it. To them, it seemed easy.

After three months, they were now your legal guardians. Meaning that you were now legally their child. But everyday at their house was just as bad as the day before.

Two years later, at the age of ten, you were in your step-fathers office because you had to mop and dust the whole room. But then something caught your eye. In one of the drawers of the desk, you saw a file that said your name and a printed picture of yourself clipped onto the folder.

You furrowed your eyebrows. Curiosity took over you so you opened the file. You gasped, this had information that even you didn't know about. You quickly looked at the biological parents status section. They were alive?

You then heard your step-father's footsteps so you quickly hid in the supply closet. You could then hear his voice become louder.

"Yeah the kid I adopted two years back? Turns out her real parents didn't want her so they gave her to the orphanage," he said and then laughed hysterically.

Your heart dropped, you parents were alive but... they didn't want you?

And then when you were 12, you found their profiles on Facebook. They were still happily married and they had a son and a daughter. The son being older and the daughter being younger.

You tried your best not to cry, but you couldn't help it. You thought to yourself, "What did I do wrong?" "Why did they not want me?"

You wiped your tears, you just wanted to be loved and cared for. But that probably wasn't happening anytime soon.

You then snapped out of your thoughts when you heard laughter from downstairs. Every Friday your step-parents and step-brother would go out for lunch and then have a whole movie night. But you weren't invited so you just had to eat leftovers or make your own meals.

You sighed and got out of your bed and went to the rooftop of the condominium complex. The sun was starting to set and the wind had a gentle breeze to it. You slid your back against the wall, you knees tucked into your chest. You sighed, while closing your eyes. Thinking to yourself, "When will I get a happily ever after?"

All of a sudden, you heard a voice that seemed to have belonged to a teenage boy. You furrowed your eyebrows and carefully looked over your shoulder.

"Hey Happy! Um, here's my report for tonight... I stopped a grand theft bicycle, couldn't find the owner so I just left a note. Um... I helped this lost old Dominican lady. She was really nice and bought me a churro. I just um, feel like I could be doing more. You know? Just curious when the next real mission's gonna be," he sighed, "So um yeah, just call me back. It's Spiderman. "

He then ended the call and mumbled to himself, "Why would I tell him about the churro?"

You finally recognized him as the one and only... Spiderman. You knew a little bit about him due to reading articles from the Daily Bugle. The only information they have on him is that he is 17 years old... meaning that he was the same age as you.

You then cleared your throat, "Uhm, excuse me, but are you the actual Spiderman?" you ask him.

He was startled and jumped a little. When Peter saw you he thought in his mind, oh you've gotta be shitting me.

He sighed, "Yes that's me... now what do you want?" he responds annoyingly.

You gulped, "O-oh I was just wondering what you were doing, sitting on the rooftop of the complex I live in," you respond back.

His eyes widened, "You live here?! The condominiums here are crazy expensive! What do your parents do for a living?!" He exclaims.

You didn't want to answer that question so you tried to change the subject, "Forget about my parents... what about you? Do they know that your Spiderman?" You ask.

He then responded, "Uhm I don't really want to talk about my parents,"

You responded with, "That's alright" while nodding your head and looking down.

There was then a silence between you two. But it wasn't awkward, it was somewhat comforting. But then it just had to be interrupted by the same loud and booming voice.

"Y/N?! Where the hell are you!" Your step-father called as he entered the rooftop.

You and Spiderman were both startled by the voice. Spidey stayed right where he was, while staring at the man. Meanwhile you were walking fast towards him.

"I-I'm here" you respond, well aware that Spidey was probably listening on the conversation.

"There you are you little piece of shit! What the hell are you doing here?! You didn't clean the floors today! I need them clean right now... do you understand me?" He exclaimed in a loud and firm voice.

You flinch a little but then respond, "Y-Yes I understand,"

"Alright then go!" He exclaimed. He then exited the rooftop of the complex while mumbling, "Worthless piece of shit,"

But both you and Spidey were able to hear it. You then looked down and quickly wiped off the small tears that were forming in your eyes. Peter's heart dropped at the conversation he had just heard and witnessed. He never knew that you were going through all of this. At school he would just push you away, and now it was making him feel guilty.

"U-Uhm, I'll see you later... if you're still here," you respond to him in a croaky voice and then exit the rooftop.

Spidey just nodded and replied, "Y-yeah I'll be here"

You then waved him goodbye and left the rooftop.

...

After finishing with cleaning the floors, it was now 10:00 pm. You ate some leftovers in the fridge and changed into an oversized t-shirt and some sweatpants.

Assuming that Spiderman was obviously not on the rooftop any more, you decided to go up there for a while. Just to take a fresh breath. You sat on the concrete ground, criss-cross applesauce. You closed your eyes and sighed, trying to enjoy this little bit of peace.

"H-Hey" the sudden soft voice said to you.

You abruptly opened your eyes, and saw Spiderman... he actually waited for you.

You look up at him and tiredly smile, "Hey" you say in a sweet soft voice.

He then laughed a little bit and sat down next to you, "So... do you want to talk about it?"

'It' implying the conversation that he had heard earlier between you and your step-father.

You sighed, "Do you promise to not tell anyone?" you ask him.

He held out his pinky, "I pinky promise" he responded.

You smiled and grabbed his pinky with yours.

You then explained to him about being an orphan ever since your were born and how your parents didn't want you anymore. After explaining your whole life story so far, Peter could help but feel a pang of guilt. He felt horrible for the way he treated you at school, but he was definitely going to change that tomorrow.

"You know, I always thought that if I gave my love to someone or if I cared for someone... maybe that little emptiness inside of me would disappear. And so there's this guy at school and he's like super popular. His name is Peter Parker... but anyways... I tried to showed interest to him and care for him and ask him out. But he always says that he's busy. I mean... maybe I am meant to be lonely. Maybe I'm not meant to be loved or cared for," you say in a croaky voice.

Peter's heart dropped, "Hey, Hey, Hey, that's not true," he says in a soft tone.

You sniffed, "Oh yeah?" you asked.

He nodded, "Yeah because... well... I care for you" he said.

You looked at him in confusion, "Spidey, we only met like a couple of hours ago" you say to him while laughing a little.

He laughed back, "Well I don't care... I care for you Y/N," he said.

You smiled back at him as he opened his arms for you to hug into. Your smile became larger as you gradually were engulfed in his arms.

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It was now the next day. After you and Spidey cuddled with each other for a little, you decided to say goodnight to him and return to your bedroom.

But moving on to the present... you were already at school. You finished your first couple of classes and it was now time for lunch. You always sat alone so there was nothing out of the ordinary as you were the only one that was sitting on one of the tables in the café.

Peter was walking with his other friends along with other popular cheerleaders. He laughed at a joke that one of his friends made while sitting down at his usual spot. But then he directed his attention towards you. He saw you, sitting by yourself all lonely. He bit the inside of his cheek, deciding if he should go and sit down next to you.

After having a conversation inside of his head, he stood up and walked towards you.

"Hey Parker! Where you goin?" one of his friends asked.

"Uhm, I'm gonna go sit with Y/N, she seems like she could use some company," he responds.

One of the cheerleaders laughed, "Eww... you mean 'Creepy Y/N'? Good luck with that!" she said sarcastically and then giggled.

Peter clenched his jaw, he wanted to tell her what Y/N was going through so that she could shut up. But then he remembered that he had kept a promise to not tell anyone.

He sighed, "Whatever" he mumbled.

He then walked over to you, "H-Hey Y/N," he said while sitting across from you.

You were startled, Peter Parker was talking to you. "H-Hey?" you ask in question... wondering if this was another bet or dare.

He then said, "I couldn't help but notice that you were sitting alone... so I was wondering if I could join you?" he asked.

You gulped, "S-Sure!" you stuttered in excitement.

He smiled at how adorable you were. He then asked, "Maybe after school we could to  Delmar's and get some sandwiches together?"

Your eyes widened... was this really happening. You thought that this was to good to be true. "I-Is this some kind of bet or dare?" you ask.

Peter laughed while shaking him head 'no', "I promise that this is not a bet or a dare,"

He then held up his pinky, "I pinky promise," he said

You then smiled and clasped his pinky with yours.

Maybe things were starting to turn around for you.

#peter parker #peter parker oneshot #peter parker angst #peter paker au #peter parker popular au #peter parker x you #spiderman au #peter parker x fem!reader #tom holland x reader #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker popular playboy #merrell holland #merrellholland tumblr

[merrellholland]

Secret Santa → t.holland au

A/N: Hi everyone! So sorry that I have been inactive, I was completely busy for the past couple of weeks. But I've written a holiday one-shot, hope you enjoy! Happy Holidays <3

Part Two

Pairing: co-worker!single-parent!tom holland x fem!reader

Warning: swearing, but not that much

Word Count: 3.9k

It's the dreaded annual holiday party at work, there are cheesy party games, forced fun, and a bunch of people who would rather be doing anything else. And, of course, there is a Secret Santa. Last week, each person had to draw a piece of paper from a hat. This would determine who they have to buy a gift for. As you drew the name of Tom Holland who came from the accounting department, your heart dropped. “Seriously?” You thought, “Out of all the people there were, you just had to pick him”. Tom Holland is someone who you like to call, a wet blanket. Always knows how to ruin the vibe and knows how to spoils other people's fun by failing to join in and/or disapproving of their activities. You despised him so much, to you, he had no personality.

You kept saying to yourself, “I’ll buy the gift later”. But then as you kept saying that, you had come to a realization that the party was today and you still didn’t have a present for Tom. You didn’t know what to get him, and you definitely didn’t want to spend that much money on his gift. You sighed, you were currently at the stationary store, buying/restocking your supplies. You finally decided to just get him a pack of colorful pens he would probably never use. You proceed to check-out and then head home.

As you were at your apartment, you quickly put the pack of pens in a gift bag and then change into an outfit that was more presentable for the party. You then also quickly realized that the part was in twenty minutes, so you rushed out of the door, hoping that you could make it on time so your boss doesn’t get mad at you.

Luckily, you were just on time, everyone had their refreshments and they were just starting the gift exchange. You quickly sat down next to your mutual co-worker and listened to how the gift exchange would work. To sum it up, the coordinator of the party would take each gift, call out the name that was on the gift, and then give it to that person. The process was pretty simple.

As you were caught up in the delicious pink lemonade you had, your name was called. You looked up and the coordinator gave you your present. As everybody watched you open your Secret Santa gift, you plastered a big fake smile. As you ripped off the wrapping paper, you expected nothing exciting. But as you slowly identified the gift, your heart started racing and your facial expression changed to a genuine and beautiful smile. The gift was a snow globe that matches the one you had as a child but lost when you moved to college years ago.

How would somebody know about this? Who knows you this well? You look at the bottom of the snow globe and find a small handwritten note attached to it: "I hope you like this gift. It was difficult to find, but seeing you smile will be worth it. From your secret admirer <3” You smiled while reading it and then looked around the room, wondering who it could be but are left in the dark.

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A few days has passed from the Secret Santa event, and you were still eager to find out who this secret admire of yours was. You were currently sitting at your desk, scheduling appointments, receiving and answering emails, and providing customer service. As you were working, you bit your lip in frustration. You needed to find out who this mystery person is. After much debating in your head, you finally got out of your chair and headed towards the manager’s office.

You knocked on the door. The manager then said, “Come in!” and with that you entered. You greeted him and then asked him the question you were here for. “Good morning sir, um look so this is a question more on the non-professional side, but I was wondering if there was any way I could know who my Secret Santa was?” You asked, not expecting anything much, expecting your manager to laugh.

Instead, he gave a an answer you never thought you would have expected. “Uh yes, of course I can check for you Y/N. Just give me a second.” You nodded and gulped, butterflies exploding in your stomach. You were hoping that this secreted admire of yours can be blossomed into something more. As you were fantasizing this potential romance, your manager finally spoke up, “Seems like your Secret Santa is Tom Holland from the accounting department.”

Your lips parted, you were in complete shock. There is absolutely no way that a wet blanket like him would gift you something so valuable. You denied, “W-What? I’m sure there’s some mistake sir.” You replied, only to be answered with, “I’m not lying Y/N, you can come see for yourself if you would like.” He responded.

You walked towards his computer and tried to find your name in the spreadsheet. The spreadsheet was divided into one column of the receiver and another column for the Secret Santa. As you found your name in the receiver column, you found Tom Holland’s name next to yours in the Secret Santa column. He really was your Secret Santa.

Your manager then just spoke up, “Is there a problem Y/N?”. You gulped and stood straight, “N-No, no problem sir.” He nodded, “Good, I suggest you get back to working then.” he replied. You nodded your head and went back to your work area. As you continued to work, you just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that Tom Holland, a person who you loathed, was able to gift you something so valuable for Christmas. You started to feel guilty for just gifting him a pack of pens. You could just imagine the disappointment on his face. He probably did his research and took the time and effort to give you the snow globe while you just took a trip to the stationary store and bought the first thing you saw. The feeling of guilt was killing you inside, you had to do something.

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After a long two hours of work, everyone had a 40 minute gap for lunch. You quickly searched on your computer which floor the accounting department was in, as you found out that it was at the 21st floor, you quickly cleaned up your desk. You then walked at a rather fast pace towards the elevator and quickly entered inside, pressing the button that would get you to the 21st floor. You bit the inside of your cheek, thinking about what to say to him. The elevator finally opened and you quickly rushed out of it.

As you entered the accounting side of the massive office building, you franticly searched around for the man with brunette curly hair. After searching for quite some time, you finally found his desk. You found him, sitting down on his cushioned chair while eating pasta and looking at his phone while smiling. The butterflies inside your stomach grew exponentially, how could someone who you despise give you so many new feelings? You took a deep breath in, it’s now or never.

You walked up to him and stood right in front of him. You saw his pause his eating and then look up at you. You met his chocolate brown eyes, and it was at that moment you knew you were screwed. Your impulsive behavior will now turn into an embarrassing moment, but there was no turning back now. You sharply took in another deep breath, “Hi Tom.” You simply stated. He put down his container of pasta and his phone on his desk, giving you his undivided attention. “Good afternoon Y/N, is there a reason why you need to speak with me?” He responded, looking annoyed. You gulped, attempting to maintain a confident tone, “Yes actually. I would like to know if you were the person who gifted me the snow globe during the Secret Santa exchange.”

Tom’s cocky expression quickly disappeared, his eyes widening and his cheeks turning red. “U-Uhm y-yeah I did, why do you want to know?” he asked. You bit your lip, here is goes you thought, “Well, I was the one who gifted you the pack of pens, and I felt bad because you gifted me this amazing gift and I gave you this lame gift–“ “Hey, it wasn’t lame. Those pack of pens actually came to use.” Tom interrupted. You were shocked. He was about to elaborate, but then he realized that it would mean to have to talk about his daughter with you. One thing that nobody in the work place knew about Tom was that he was a single parent. He was a father to a beautiful baby girl, whom he loved dearly. But he wasn’t ready to talk about that aspect of his life with anyone.

Tom then snapped out of his thoughts, “Anyway, you would always talk about this special snow globe so I decided to gift you one that I thought was similar.” he said as if it was nothing. Your lips parted, “Y-you mean you actually listen to me in group conversations?” you asked while your heart fluttered. Tom started stuttering, “W-Well I m-mean–“

You quickly interrupted him, “I can’t believe that I actually hated you” you muttered to yourself but loudly enough for him to hear. Tom scrunched his eyebrows, “Ouch.” he says. You then look at him, “Well we have thirty minutes left before lunch ends, so let’s try to get to know each other better.” You suggested, he smiled a little, “Yeah sure, that sounds great” he said.

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As the work day came to a close, you packed up everything. As you were about to get up from you seat, you felt someone’s presence. You turned your head only to be met with those same brown eyes. Tom. “Hey, I don’t know if you have plans or anything, but I had a really good thirty minutes with you,” You felt yourself starting to smile, “Um, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to hang out at my place?… maybe have some dinner?” He said, you could tell that the was completely nervous. You bit the inside of your cheek, “Are you asking me out on a date?” you said while smirking. Tom was a blushing mess, but you quickly responded, “Cause if you are, I will gladly say yes.” With that, the both of you smiled at each other.

Since you both came to work in your own cars, he gave you the address to his apartment. When you got in your car, you were filled with excitement and was also nervous. You didn’t know what to expect, for crying out loud you were having dinner with the guy you use to hate. There were many possible outcomes, but you were hoping for a positive one.

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You both got to his apartment at the same time, you stood behind him as Tom unlocked the door with his keys. Tom then started saying, “Alright so–“ but then was interrupted when a little girl ran up to him, hugging him and exclaiming, “Daddy!”. Tom’s eyes widened and so did yours, was he a married man who was cheating? You thought inside your head. Before Tom got a chance to explain himself, a woman came up to the door which only confirmed your suspicions of him being a married man. The woman then said, “Hey Tom! Nora has been waiting for you all day, so I’ll leave you to it. See on Monday!” With that, she simply took her handbag and left the apartment.

You slowly back away, “Tom, if your a married man I don’t–“ Tom interrupted, “I’m not a married man Y/N trust me. That was Audrey who is my…” You waited for Tom to finish his sentence, “Your what?” You questioned as you were in disgust. Tom sighed, “She is the babysitter for my…” he took a pause, “for my daughter, Nora.” Before you had time to process the information you were just given, Nora who was a small human being, walked up to you and wrapped her tiny arms around your legs. You looked down only to see her head looking up at you. Nora them muttered, “Your really pretty.” You laughed a little bit, “Why thank you Nora.” You said while smiling down at her.

Nora started smiling at you and then started to gasp in excitement, “Are you going to be my mommy?!” Your eyes widened for what seems liked the hundredth time, there were to many events happening in one day. “U-um well you see–“ you started but then Tom took over. “Nora, can you please just go inside and wait for dinner?” Tom asked, clearly frustrated. Nora forcefully had to let go of you, “Okay daddy” she said and then walked inside the apartment.

You smiled at her while she was walking back inside with her tiny feet, “She’s cute” you say to Tom. Tom chuckled, “Yeah, she’s defiantly something.” he responds. As you two entered the apartment, you took of your coat and shoes. But you also noticed that Tom was frantically checking his phone, you slowly stood up and glanced at his phone. You saw that he was on the calendar app checking the date, and the he muttered, “Shit.”

“Everything alright?” You asked him. “Y-yeah, it’s just that I thought Nora was supposed to meet her grandparents for the day but it turns out that it’s tomorrow.” Tom responded. You then nodded while he continued to ramble, “I’m sorry Y/N, I know that most people who go on a date don’t expect the other person to have a child and have the whole single parent life–“ “Hey, you have no reason to be sorry okay? You should be proud of yourself.” You say to him. He smiled at you, grateful that you were understanding.

As Tom was preparing dinner in the kitchen, you decided to head to the living room and sit next to Nora on the couch. You approached her slowly and sat down next to her, “Hi Nora” you say to her. “Hi.” she mutters. You bit your lip, trying to keep the conversation alive. “You okay?” you asked her. Nora sighed while leaning her head against the couch, “It’s just that everybody at school says that they have the best mommy in the world and…” she started to sniffle, “I don’t even have a mommy” she whispered. You started to frown, feeling sorry for the child. You tried to comfort her, “Well you may not have a mommy, but I bet that you have an amazing daddy who loves you so much” you say to her. “Yeah I know daddy loves me,” she replies, “but can I tell you a secret?” she asks. You smile at her, “Sure” you say to her.

Nora moves closer to you, “For school today, I told daddy to do an Elsa braid on me… but he could not do it. Daddy is the worst at doing my hair.” she says to you while giggling. You laugh quietly at the thought of Tom trying to french braid a little girl’s hair, “Well maybe after dinner I could give you an Elsa braid, how does that sound?” you ask her. Nora immediately smiled and nodded, she squealed and attacked you with a big tight hug. Which you kindly accepted and hugged her back while laughing.

You then glanced at Tom who was still cooking in the kitchen, you then looked back at Nora. “Hey I’m gonna go help your dad okay?” you told her, she nodded and continued to draw with the pack of pens you bought for Tom. The pens really did come to use, you thought. As you got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen, you greeted Tom. “Hey, you need any help?” you ask Tom. He looked at you, “Yeah, if you could just cut up the mushrooms and broccoli that would be helpful” you nodded and began to cut up the vegetables. There was an awkward silence between you and Tom, you then asked, “If you don’t mind, what happened between you and Nora’s mom?” you asked cautiously.

Tom’s jaw clenched, he continued to make the mashed potatoes while saying, “My wife passed away while giving birth to Nora. It was the worst day of my life, but I knew that she would have wanted me to be strong for Nora. Being a single dad is hard at times, but I’m grateful that I have Nora in my life.” he said shortly, not wanting to talk much about it. You looked at him, “I’m sorry for your loss. I never knew that you were going through this, so I’m also sorry for kinda being a jerk to you.” you said to him. Tom took a deep breath in, “It’s okay you didn’t know.” he said to you while looking into your eyes. You smiled at him and continued to cut the vegetables.

After another 20 minutes, finally, dinner was ready. The three of you sat down at the dining table and started to eat dinner the meal that you and Tom had prepared together. You ask Nora, “Do you like dinner?” Nora responded, “It tastes soooo good!” she says. You and Tom laugh at her reaction, as Tom continued eating he wished in his head that nights like this would occur everyday. He felt like he was part of a family again as he saw the gigantic smile on Nora and you.

As the three of you finished your meals, Tom got up and put all three plates in the sink and washed them. Nora then asked you, “Can you do the Elsa braid now?!”. You smiled at her, “Yes of course, why don’t you bring a hair tie and your hairbrush” you tell her, she agrees and runs to the bathroom. You got up and headed towards the living room, sitting down on the rug. Tom finished cleaning the dishes sitting next to you on the rug. He then said, “So I hope you enjoyed our little date” he tells you. You smile while looking at him, “I most definitely enjoyed it, I would love to do it again” you say to him. He smiled and you, as he was about to say something Nora came back holding a hair tie and her hair brush.

You take the hairbrush and hair tie while motioning Nora to sit down in front of you. You saw Tom’s puzzled face so you tell him, “This little cutie told me that she wanted an Elsa braid” you say to him. He laughs and then asked Nora, “Did you not like daddy’s Elsa braid?” Nora nodded her head ‘no’, “No daddy, it was really bad” she says to him while giggling. Tom watched you carefully comb her hair and then braid her hair, he smiled at you while you were concentrating on the french braid. This was the first time in a long time that Tom felt happy, Tom had a rough couple of years but somehow you were able to make him feel better.

As you finished the braid, Tom told Nora to go brush her teeth and get ready for bed. She sighed, not complaining this time because of the french braid she had. Now it was just you and Tom. “Thanks for not freaking out about the whole single parent deal” he says to you. You look at him, “You have nothing to be ashamed of, I would never freak out… plus I enjoy Nora’s company” you replied. He just looked at you in awe, as you looked into each other’s eyes, it only felt right to lean in. As you both were millimeters away from touching your lips, Nora came in the living room. You both quickly separated from each other, eyes widening at what could have happened.

“Can you tuck me in Y/N?” Nora asks you innocently. You lightly smile at her, “Yes, of course I can” you say to her. You get up from the rug and follow Nora to her bedroom, as you reach the bedroom, Nora gets into her bed. You pull up the pink fairy blanket so that it was touching her chin, she smiles tiredly. Nora then says, “Thank you for giving me the Elsa braid” she says to you, “Anytime” you respond in a soft voice. Nora continues, “And thank you for making my daddy happy again” she says. Your lips parted, butterflies exploding which made you smile uncontrollably. Nora yawns, slowly closing her eyes, she then says something you never would have expected.

“Goodnight mommy” she mumbles. Your eyes widen, your is heart racing. “Wait what did you say?” you whisper to Nora. But there was no response, “Nora, Nora what did you say?” you whispered to her, but it was no use she was already asleep. You again started to smile uncontrollably, the thought of being a motherly figure for someone made you extremely happy. You carefully walked out of Nora’s bedroom and carefully closed the door. You walk towards the living room, biting your lip as you were thinking about what just happened. Tom notices.

“Hey… everything alright?” He asks you. You look up at him smiling, “Yeah everything’s fine” you say. Tom nodded, “What happened?” he says smiling at your smile. You reply, “She called me mommy” you say, Tom’s eyes widen, “O-Oh my gosh, I’m so sorr–“ You interrupted him, “No, no, it’s okay. I don’t mind.” you say.

He smiles at you while you put your coat back on. Tom says, “Well, I had a great time with you” He says. “I had a great time with you too… and with Nora” you say, making the both of you laugh softly. And there it was, the moment where you both looked each other in the eye. You leaned in, and so did he. Your lips finally touched, your arms wrapped around his neck while his were on your waist. Tom felt happiness after so long, he never wanted the feeling to end.

As you both pulled away, you smiled at each other, still in each other’s embrace. “Would you like to go out tomorrow? Just me and you since Nora is going to be with her grandparents.” Tom asks. “Yes I would love that” you reply. Tom smiled, “Great, I’ll pick you up after work” he says. You nodded and headed out the apartment, Tom watching you. As you were about to leave, you stopped yourself. You turned around and kissed Tom once again, Tom was surprised at first but eased into the kiss. You then pulled away, “Thank you” you say to him. He smiled, “Your welcome, and thank you too” he says. You smiled at him and kiss him on the cheek and then walked out of the door.

As Tom closed the door, he smiled to himself. He had never felt this happy for so long. He had a feeling that you were going to be in his life more often.

As you got into your car and started the engines, you smile to yourself. You had a feeling that Tom and Nora were going to be in your life more often.

#tom holland x you #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland au #tom holland one shot #dad tom holland x reader #single parent #co workers #enemies to lovers #tom holland oneshot #single parents #enemies to lovers tom holland #single parent au #tom holland and y/n

[merrellholland]

California Girl → a.russell

Arvin had a past that not every eighteen-year-old would have experienced. His mother died of cancer while Arvin was young. Causing his father to sacrifice the family dog. Putting a bullet in the poor dog's skull. Later on, Arvin's father committed suicide. He then was under the supervision of his grandma, Emma, and his Uncle Earskell. He also lived with Lenora who was his step-sister. But Lenora had passed due to committing suicide. Arvin was also considered a killer, a murder. He had killed the Preacher in his home town, Knockemstiff, Ohio. He killed the couple that was picked him up while he was hitchhiking, and the sheriff of the town.

In his defense, they were all going to murder him first. He was just able to kill them first, he never wanted to hurt anyone. After committing those deadly crimes, he fled the town. He got a ride from a much more nicer guy, a hippie. Arvin didn't know where to go, he didn't have a destination. So, he just decided to go where ever the nice hippie was going... which turned out to be California.

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Two years later, twenty-year-old Arvin was living a some-what normal life. He wasn't able to make as much money as the other men who lived in the city where Arvin was living at the moment. Many of the men were rich and loaded, the lived on the rich side of the city. Whilst Arvin was living on the poor to middle-class side.

Arvin was a mechanic for cars. That was his job back in Ohio, luckily there was a spot open for the same type of job where he lived in California. But the one major downslide was that it didn't offer much pay. He couldn't afford a place to stay with the rate of his income, and he couldn't stay homeless so, he had a roommate.

The both of them were living in an apartment. His roommate was a guy named Danny. He was tall and muscular. He had slick black hair due to the fact that he always put an unreasonable amount of gel in it. His go-to outfit was always a tight black t-shirt that showed off his muscles and a pair of dark blue denim jeans. Danny paid three fourths of the rent while Arvin was only able to pay one fourth of the rent. Arvin tried his best to earn extra money by staying at the work-place late at night, but Danny was always ranting to him about work the second he returned to the apartment. Which caused Arvin to only get four hours of sleep every night.

And now here he was, coming back to the apartment at 1:15 in the morning. Their rent was due in a couple of days and Arvin was trying his best to try to earn as much as money has possible so that he could pay one fourth of the rent. He was extremely tired, he had purple eye bags and he was walking as if he was drunk. He let out a big yawn before unlocking the door with his key. He was about to turn the knob open until Danny furiously opened it. Arvin's eyes widened, he then sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to be able to sleep in another three hours.

"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?" Danny exclaimed.

"I was workin a little more so I could afford my part of the rent" Arvin said in a tired voice.

"Well then why don't you get a better fucking job!" Danny shouted.

Arvin was never one to cry, but he wanted to cry right there on the spot. He was just so tired and so helpless. He just wanted to sleep for a little longer and live life to the fullest. But here he was, being yelled at by his roommate.

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You were born and raised in California. You lived had a normal childhood and teenage-hood. Your parents were in middle-class, meaning they weren't to rich, but they also weren't poor or homeless.

And now you were a twenty-year-old gal who had a job at one of the biggest newspaper companies. Your job was to write daily articles for the newspaper. This job also meant that you got a decent amount of money.

It had been a long, hard day at work. You were finally ready to relax in your little apartment you called home. But all of a sudden you heard a booming voice, causing your eyes to open widely.

Great, you thought. You had been in this complex for quite some time. So when you heard that you were going to be having new neighbors, you were beyond excited. The first day they came, you noticed that there were two men... probably roommates, you thought to yourself. One man was tall and muscular with an enormous amount of gel in his hair. The other man was a little more short, but still taller than you. He had brown hair, but always hid it with a blue denim cap. He also wore a denim jacket with a plain white shirt underneath.

For the past month, you had taken a little interest into the shorter boy. You always noticed that he came back to the apartment at one in the morning. He always had grease and rust on his face, meaning that he most likely worked as a mechanic for cars. Another thing that you observed from him was that he had a southern accent. Meaning that he used to live somewhere like Ohio or West Virginia... something like that.

As of right now, you heard how the tall greaser guy was yelling at the brown haired boy who you were fond of. You gulped, you didn't want to interfere with their problems, but you wanted to get him out of there. You yourself couldn't imagine having to live with that stuck-up snob. You then snapped out of your thoughts once you heard one the doors inside of their apartment slam incredibly loud.

You could hear the denim jacket boy sigh. You looked towards him and saw that he was looking down and sniffing a little bit. You pouted a little bit while the inner corners of your eyebrows were angled up. You knew that you shouldn't involve yourself into their life problems or whatever, but you couldn't help it.

You sighed out of pity, "Hey" you say to your next-door neighbor.

Arvin looked to his left and saw you. He would admit, that you were probably  the most prettiest girl in the whole entire complex... forget that, you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

He gulped, "H-hey" he said.

You then continued, "I couldn't help but eavesdrop on that conversation you had with your roommate" you say

Arvin nodded a little bit, "Y-yeah, he can be a bit of a bitch sometimes" he said with his southern accent.

You smiled at him. For some reason, Arvin felt safe and felt loved whenever he saw you smile. He had seen you a couple of times in the lobby, smiling at laughing, which gave him a new feeling... called butterflies.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, your more than welcome to hang out in my apartment with me... if you want" you say with caution.

"Uh no need ma'm–" Arvin said but then was quickly interrupted.

"Y/N" you correct him.

Arvin was confused, "W-what?"

You then clarified, "Uh, you called me 'ma'm' but you can just called my Y/N or if you want Y/N/N" you say to him and then smile.

Arvin the smiled a little bit and then looked down.

You bit your lip, "Come on, you can stay for a cup of tea or coffee right?" you say, trying to be welcoming.

Arvin thought for a bit and then finally came into conclusion, "A-alright" he says.

You smile and then unlock your apartment door, opening it wide and welcoming Arvin into your place.

You then took off your coat and then hanged it on a hanger that was next to your door. You motioned Arvin to do the same to his denim jacket, which he complied to. But he never took off his denim hat which was a little odd to you, but you just decided to ignore it. Arvin then awkwardly sat on your couch in the living room, while you were walking towards your kitchen.

"So... are you a coffee guy or a tea guy?" you ask Arvin.

He looks towards your direction, "I prefer tea" he says briefly.

You smile, "I prefer tea too" you say to Arvin.

He gave you a quick smile and then fiddled with his hands while he was waiting for the tea.

As you were almost finished, your eyes widened, "Oh wait! I don't think I ever got your name!" You say to him.

He then looked towards you, "Oh, sorry about that. I'm Arvin" he said

You then took the two mugs filled with tea and walk towards him, "Well, nice to meet your Arvin" you say in a sweet voice while handing over the mug.

You both had a good conversation, Arvin didn't talk much about his past, but he said the basic stuff. Maybe one day, Arvin would be comfortable about sharing his past with you.

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Six years later, both you and Arvin were at the age of twenty-six. After inviting him over to your apartment, the two of you have been inseparable. After two years of being friends, the both of you finally confessed your love for one another and started dating. You felt safe and loved in Arvin's arms... and that's what mattered the most.

But today, Arvin had a surprise for you. You were a little skeptical at first, but you let Arvin have his fun. Arvin had taken you out for dinner at one of your favorite restaurants. You thought that this was the surprise but you were incredibly wrong.

You two were coming back to the apartment that you two were sharing. You were about to unlock the door with your keys... but you couldn't find them. You furrowed your eyebrows, you never left the house without your keys.

"I can't find my keys" you say to Arvin.

He smiles, knowing that his plan was working, "Oh, maybe you left it in the house?" he said.

You sighed, "Yeah maybe" you say

Assuming that Arvin was unlocking the door, you looked around the hallway of where you apartment was because some teenage boys were laughing incredibly hard. You smiled a little, seeing how much they were having fun as young and carefree boys. You then looked up because Arvin was taller then you. You were expecting to see his beautiful face... but you didn't. You were confused, until you saw Arvin kneeling down and holding your hand. You were utterly confused.

"A-Arvin? What are you doing?" you ask.

Arvin then said, "Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, I have loved you since the day you invited me to your apartment. You were so sweet, kind, and generous. I love how your always able to make me smile, how you always make things better, or how you always support me and never give up on me."

You started to smile and tear up, you didn't want to assume what was about to happen, but you could tell.

Arvin then pulled out a black velvet box. It took Arvin two years to save up for what was inside the box, but he knew that it was worth it. He took out the shiny ring with a single diamond gem as it's center-piece. Tears started to cover your face and you put your hand over you mouth. You started to go down to the ground and you sat on your knees, reaching the same eye-level as Arvin and staring at his beautiful eyes.

"Y/N, I know I might not have much to offer. But I can assure you that you will be loved for the rest of your life and that you will always have someone by your side. So... Y/N Y/L/N, will you make me the most luckiest guy and marry me?" he asked.

It didn't even take a second to respond, "Yes! Oh my god yes!" you say to Arvin.

He laughed a little and started tearing up. He put the ring on your ring-finger, the second he was done you pulled him in for a kiss which he gladly returned. You were so happy, you couldn't wait to share this journey with Arvin. You both pulled away from the kiss and connected your foreheads together.

"I love you so much Arvin" you whispered to him.

"I love you too Y/N, more than you'll ever now" he whispered back.

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[merrellholland]

Jealous → p.parker

Before you read: italics = flashbacks/memories

The beautiful girl with y/h/c was at her locker, getting the materials needed for next class. All of a sudden a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind. The girl laughed a little bit, knowing that it was her boyfriend Peter Parker.

"Hey there, beautiful," Peter said to her. She laughed even more, "Hello to you too Parker" she replied. She turned around to give Peter a quick kiss, it was cute. He then wrapped his arms around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his brown curly hair.

"So what class do you have next?" Peter asked. "I got chemistry–" She said. "Ooo well look at that, we're already having chemistry right now" Peter interrupted with his lame and cheesy pun. The girl bursted out laughing, "Seriously?" she asked in a jokingly manner. Peter just smiled at her.

"Hey, how many more minutes until next period?" the girl asked Peter. He looked at his watch, "Mmmm... about 10 minutes left" he said. "Alright–" the girl said but was then interrupted with a tall man approaching them. He had slick black hair and was wearing a graphic tee and some jeans. He was also the boy that had a major glow-up over the past 5 years... after the whole blip thing.

"Hey!" He said to the girl, mostly directing the attention to her and keeping little attention towards Peter. "Hey Brad!" she said. "Soo... I'm having a party later at my house cause my parents are out of town for the weekend. Would you care to join?" Brad said... mostly directing his attention to the beautiful girl with y/h/c hair.

Peter slightly grew jealous. Brad knew that Peter was in a relationship with the girl, yet he still had the audacity to ask. But the girl was completely oblivious to the fact that Brad was trying to ask her out. Peter's hands grew into fists. His knuckles turned white, his jaw clenched. He was about to say something until–

"Sure we would love to go to your party!" She said to Brad. Brad's face dropped a little, "We?" he asked. "Yeah?" She said in a long and stretchy tone, also confused, figuring out what she said wrong. "O-oh I-I just thought that you would come alone" he said.

The girl laughed a little, "Come alone? Oh come on, I can't go alone to a party!" She replied. "So then who are you going with?" Brad asked, slightly annoyed. The girl laughed again, "I'm going with my boyfriend!" She then looked over to Peter.

Peter smiled happily. Gosh, he was so in love with her. He then put his arm around her shoulder, "Yep, that's right! I'm her lovely boyfriend!" he said gladly. Brad scoffed, "Fine. Whatever" he mumbled.

She laughed, "What's his problem?" "I don't know, but let's just forget about him... we got to go to class in two minutes," Peter said. She smiled, "Alright lover boy" she said. Peter laughed, "I love you so much" he said, he really was head over heels for her. "I love you too Peter" the girl said. They then both shared a sweet and soft kiss. Then Peter went up to kiss her forehead and then hugged her. He felt safe and warm, she was his world.

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"I love you so much" he said, he really was head over heels for her. "I love you too Peter" the girl said. They then both shared a sweet and soft kiss. Then Peter went up to kiss her forehead and then hugged her.

And there you were. You were getting the materials from your locker for your next class. You knew it was rude to eavesdrop, but you couldn't help it. You loved Peter so much that it hurt. So when you heard him saying all of those sweet things to her, you couldn't help be jealous. All those memories came flashing in.

Peter was taking you out on a date. Apparently his Stark Internship offered him a reservation at an expensive Thai restaurant with a plus one as a way of saying, 'good work' . Peter chose you to be his because you were his lovely girlfriend. You were wearing a beautiful floral pink dress that reached up to your ankles and a low-side ponytail. You felt so honored to be his plus one for this expensive dinner.

"Hello sir, do you have a reservation?" the man at the front table said. "Uh yeah, I have a reservation for two and it's under the name Parker?" Peter said. You just smiled down and intertwined his hands with yours. "Ah! Yes, right this way" the man said. He guided you up to a booth in the restaurant, the smell of the delicious meals already making you hungry.

After settling into the comfy booth, you spoke up. "Thank you so much for taking out on this date," you say to Peter, "we haven't had one in months!" you exclaimed. Peter seemed a bit uneasy, "Uh huh" he said while looking around everywhere, avoiding your eye-contact. You furrowed your brows, it was a little strange, but you decided to ignore it.

The waiter then gave you both a menu. You happily looked through it, deciding which meal you should have. But in your peripheral vision, you noticed that Peter's jaw was clenched. He wasn't looking at the menu. He was looking down on the floor, mouthing words as if he was practicing a speech of some sort.

You put the menu down on the table, something was up. "Baby, are you okay?" you asked worryingly. Peter slightly cringed at that word, 'baby'. He sighed, "A-actually w-we n-ne-need t-to t-talk" he stuttered.

"Oh okay" you said in an understanding tone. You then gave him your undivided attention. Peter let out a breath, "So um, I-I know tha-that we haven't been able to go out and spend some time together and um–" he gulped, "That's because, I've been seeing someone else" he said.

Your heart dropped, your lips parted. You gulped, "L-like b-by seeing someone y-you me-mean..." you stuttered. "Yeah" Peter replied. "O-oh" you said in a cracky voice, trying not to cry in public because you were always taught to cry in a private place. "Look y/n, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened. I did love you, I truly did. But after some time, I don't know, I just–" he sighed, "I don't feel the same way anymore, our love feels like it's forced you know?" Peter said.

"Y-yeah I-I get what y-you mean" you say in a strained voice. You looked down, trying to quickly wipe your tears away. Peter just looked at you sympathetically. After clearing out your tears, you sniffed a little. "W-Well, I-I guess that I should leave then" you say to Peter. He just nodded and looked at you, "I truly am sorry y/n" he said. You stand up from the booth, "So are you really just going to throw away two years of our relationship in the trash?" you ask, still not being able to believe that he's dumping you.

Peter sighed not knowing what to say. You just nodded, "Goodbye Peter" you say, even though you didn't want to say goodbye. You then left the restaurant and you shivered once you've entered the cold windy night breeze. You crossed your arms, waiting for your mom to come and pick you up.

You then realized that you left your purse back at the restaurant. Your eyes widened and then you quickly entered the restaurant. While you were walking up to the booth, you still saw Peter... but he was with another girl?

Your heart shattered, did he really move on that quickly?, you thought to yourself. You slowly walked up to the booth, fiddling with your fingers. Peter and the girl quickly stopped laughing when they saw you. Peter's eyes widened, "Y/N... what are you doing here?" he asked.

To say you were embarrassed was an understatement. You gulped, "I u-um forgot m-my p-purse" you said. "Oh yeah! I was wondering who's purse this was!" The y/h/c girl said. She then handed over to you. You silently took it from her hand. Peter cleared his throat, "Um y/n this is Emily, Emily this is y/n" Peter said.

Emily looked towards you, "Oh! It's nice to meet you y/n!" she said. "N-nice to meet y-you too" you stutter. After an awkward silence you finally say, "Well, I better be going um, it was nice to meet you Emily" you say, trying not to cry. Emily smiled at you, "You too y/n!" she said in a sweet tone. Peter just stared at Emily in awe, he was in love. But he wasn't in love with you anymore.

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Your thoughts were interrupted when the school bell rang, indicating that class was about to begin. You saw Peter put his arm around Emily as they both walked towards the chemistry classroom laughing.

You pulled down the sleeves of your sweatshirt to cover your hands. You walked the opposite way, towards the math classroom. You sat down in the classroom, taking out your notebook to take notes for today's lesson. You were surrounded by classmates by people you never knew nor never bothered to get to know. So there you were, all alone. No friends. Nobody to talk to.

No Peter Parker.

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