Tom Holland Imagine: Jealousy
Summary: You and Tom have a fight over his relationship with Zendaya
A/N: Hi bbies I wrote this with no prior plan and in one sitting so I’m very sorry if you don’t like it cause I was literally making up everything as I wrote it O.O
Warnings: fighting, harmful words
I stared at my phone as yet another photo of Tom and Zendaya sitting awfully close appeared in my tagged photos on Instagram. The caption didn’t help how I felt.
“Tom and Z have been spending so much time together lately… does anyone know if he’s even still dating Y/N? She’s seems kind of irrelevant to him now… can’t blame him though lol”
I threw my phone on my bed and stormed out of the house. I needed air.
Tom stared at me in shock from the couch as he saw me storm past him.
“Y/N? Where are you going?”
“That’s not very specific… and it could be dangerous. Why don’t I go with you-”
Tom was caught off guard by my aggressive tone. He had never really seen me angry before. Our whole relationship was built off of trust so we were always honest with each other which lead to very few disagreements.
“Y/N, love, is everything alright?”
Tom’s sweet tone was all I needed to begin crying.
“No, nothing is alright. But it’s not like you care or notice. You spend all your time with fucking Zendaya.”
“Zendaya? Is that what this is about? You’re jealous? Love, she’s just a friend and a cast mate.”
“Don’t bullshit me, Tom. I’m not crazy and I’m certainly not stupid or blind. I’ve been in this situation before.”
“Y/N, nothing is going on with me and Zendaya! Don’t you trust me!?”
“I thought I did, Tom! But every single picture I see of you two, you’re basically on top of each other and you two spend an awful amount of alone time together. And don’t you think it’s a little bit odd that she takes you to meet all of her friends but doesn’t take Harrison, Jacob or Laura?”
“Harrison was sick and Jacob and Laura’s families were in town! That’s the only reason I was alone with Zendaya that day!”
“That still doesn’t explain why you two ALWAYS have to be next to each other in pictures and why she flew you and Harrison out to New York the other day!”
“Y/N, you’re overreacting. Please stop before this gets blown out of proportion.”
“Yeah, well, too late for that.”
And with that I was gone.
It had been days since I last spoke to Tom. I was staying at my friend Adam’s house. I knew this would probably come back to bite me considering Adam and I used to date, but Tom and everyone else knew we were strictly friends now.
“Y/N, I made some pancakes!”
“Alright, coming! You better have bacon as well!”
“Well of course!”
I giggled and opened Instagram. I noticed tons of Tom’s fans commenting on my pictures calling my things like “whore”, “slut” and and saying “kill yourself”.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and saw I had been tagged in several pictures.
I opened them and saw pictures of Adam and I.
There were pictures of me coming out of his apartment looking rather messy… but it was because I had just woken up!
And then there was a picture of us laughing and eating ice cream, and me with my head on his shoulder while we were sitting on a park bench and even one of him kissing my forehead while we were hugging…
I ran down the stairs and grabbed my purse.
“Adam, I have to go do something. I’ll be back.”
And with that, I was running down the street to Tom and I’s house.
I managed to cut the time it would normally take in half by running fast.
I knocked on the door and Harrison opened up.
“What the hell do you want?” He asked coldly.
“Look, it’s not what you think!”
“Oh isn’t it? Because it looks like you went out and cheated on my fucking best friend all because of some stupid idea you had running around in your goddamn mind!”
“I didn’t cheat on him! Can you please let me in? I need to talk to him!”
Harrison didn’t move so I pushed him out of the way.
I stormed through the house until I found Tom.
Oh god, I’m the worst person in the world…
The poor boy was curled up laying on the floor of our room. He was dressed in sweats and looked like he hadn’t slept in days. He was curled up in a blanket with disheveled hair and tissues laying around him from where he had been crying. He was staring at the wall with a blank expression.
“Tom? Sweetheart? Are you okay?”
“Why the hell are you here? To pack your things? Fine. Go ahead.”
I sighed and sat down next to Tom’s body. I pulled his head into my lap and began to run my fingers through his curls. Tom curled into me and began to sob hysterically.
“Why? Why would you do that to me? I never cheated on you with Zendaya. Never. She was helping me, okay? I-I wanted to give you a promise ring. I know we’re too young to get married, but I wanted you to know how much I love you. That’s why I was in New York. She was helping me pick out a ring, and she’s been helping me figure out how I was gonna ask you. And now you’ve gone and ruined everything we had.”
“Tom, I didn’t cheat on you. I know the pictures look that way, but I didn’t. Adam is the only person here I know. He was trying to make me feel better. You know Adam is one of my best friends. The kiss on the head was because I had just explained to him what had happened with us. Coming out of his apartment looking awful was because I hadn’t left the couch in 2 days, and the ice cream was because you of all people should know that nothing makes me feel better than a scoop of cookies and cream ice cream. I would never do that to you, Tom. I love you.”
Tom sniffled and pulled away to look up at me. I ran my hand down the side of his cheek and he pressed his face into it.
“I love you, too. I’m so sorry I abandoned you so much for Zendaya. And I’m sorry I assumed you would cheat on me without hearing you out. I should’ve put everything together…”
“You’re not wrong here at all, Tom. I am. I shouldn’t have stormed out like that but you know how I am. I always need time to cool off or I end up saying really harmful things that I don’t mean. And all your fans were saying you two were together and I just, I got paranoid because I’m terrified of losing you.”
“I’m terrified of losing you, too. God, when I saw those picture of you and Adam…”
“I know, baby. But I’m here. I want you. Not Adam. Now… what was that about a ring?”
Tom smiles and gets up from the floor. He walks over to our dresser and pulls out a box from one of his jean pockets.
“This wasn’t how we had planned it…”
“How did you plan it then? I’ll close my eyes and pretend I’m there.”
Tom walks back over to me and sits across from me. He takes my hands in his larger ones and I close my eyes as he begins.
“Bella Notte playing in the background, because I know how much you love Lady and the Tramp, we’re walking across your favorite bridge in the park after we’ve just watched the sun go down and had a picnic of pizza and chocolate covered strawberries because they’re your favorite… we’re standing on the bridge that Harrison and I covered in fairy lights… we’re standing under the stars… I get down on one knee in front of you and hold your hand… I say to you, ‘Y/F/N, you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I have loved you since I first laid my eyes on you in that coffee shop. I still remember hearing All of the Stars by Ed Sheeran playing in the background. Everything felt like slow motion and I knew in that moment that you were the love of my life. And then you fell in love with me. And I intend on working everyday to be worthy of your love. We’re only 20, so this isn’t a proposal… entirely. But I want you to know that my love for you is real. So I bought you this promise ring, so that you know that one day I’m going to come home and tell you that it’s time. And then I’ll have the greatest honor of all time by making you Mrs. Y/N Holland. Will you accept my promise?”
I was crying my eyes out at Tom’s speech that I could barely squeak out a yes before I jumped into his arms and peppered his face with kisses. Tom smiled and kissed me. When he pulled away he opened the box the reveal the most beautiful diamond ring I had ever seen. Tom slid the ring in to my finger and kissed me lovingly again.
“Well, wasn’t that lovely!”
Tom and I turned to see Harrison standing in the doorway holding up his phone, filming us.
“I can’t wait to send this to Zendaya!”
“Harrison! Why do you always have to ruin the best moments in my life!”