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!”
fUNNY STORY ACTUALLY OKAY SO IM PRETTY SURE I WAS HALF ASLEEP WHEN I GOT THIS REQUEST AND LIKE ADDED IT TO THE LIST ALONG WITH THE LINE BC I VANT REMEMBER IF THIS LINE WAS 47 OR 21 BUT I HAVE IT DOWN AS 47 SO EVEN IF IT ISNT HERE IT IS:
47- “how can you still look so attractive while crying"
PART TWO OF “I NEED SOME TIME”
it’s been three weeks since you’ve seen or spoken to shawn, you wanted to reach out to him but you honestly didn’t know what to say.
he hasn’t tried contacting you, but did you blame him? you denied his marriage proposal.
well technically you said you needed time. but as you thought more and more about it, you knew it was too early to get married.
that didn’t mean you wanted shawn out of your life, or that you wanted to stop going out with him. you wanted to continue the relationship because you could definitely see yourself marrying him one day.
“y/n,” your best friend opened your bedroom door. “seriously just go talk to him. you’ve been sitting here for three weeks.”
you shook your head, “no he probably doesn’t want to see me anymore.”
“y/n,” she sighed. “you have to talk to him. it’s been three weeks, it’s time.”
you continued to stare out the window, particularly a couple who happened to be walking past. they looked so happy. you could’ve been that happy, but you ruined it.
you hated knowing she was right, you needed to talk to shawn at some point or else you would probably be in the state for a while. god, who knew how shawn was taking this whole thing?
“okay, you’re right. i’m going to go right now.” you say, getting up from your position at your bay window and making your way to the bathroom.
once you threw on some decent clothes, and fixed your hair and brushed your teeth, you grabbed your car keys and drove to shawn’s house.
the whole drive there you were deciding if you really wanted to go there or not, shawn was probably furious with you and honestly you wouldn’t be shocked if he never wanted to see you again.
you were lying if you said that wouldn’t hurt. even though you denied him, you still love him and would like to see where this relationship will go.
you found yourself in front of his driveway faster than you expected. you sat in your car for a while before deciding to finally go up to the door. it was now or never.
taking a deep breath, you knocked on the door a few times. no answer.
“shawn?” you asked, hoping maybe he was standing on the other side of the door.
after receiving no answer, you decided to let yourself in with the spare key under the door mat.
luckily he seemed to be the only one home since his car was the only one in the driveway. you pushed open the door to reveal shawn standing about a foot away from it.
your eyes widened as you took in the sight of him. his hair was a disheveled mess, and his eyes were red and puffy. they began to water again at the sight of you.
“y/n,” he said, letting out a shaky breath. “uh, what are you doing here?”
your heart broke at the sight of him.
“you should, uh, you should go.” he said, scratching the back of his neck. his voice was shaky, meaning he was about to cry again. he had never wanted you to see him cry.
“shawn, we need to talk about what happened.” you said, walking towards him. every step you took toward him, he stepped back.
“there’s nothing to talk about,”
“shawn,” you stepped forward again. this time, shawn didn’t take a step away. you grabbed his hand and cupped his chin, forcing his tear filled eyes to look at you.
“you know i love you right?”
he nodded, “but it’s too early to make a commitment like that.” he mumbled, tears were beginning to stream down his face. “i know, i know, i moved way to fast and probably scared you away.”
he effortlessly removed himself from your grip and turned away, making his way to his room. you followed, knowing this conversation was well from over.
“y/n, just go.” he cried, flopping onto his bed face first into his pillow.
“hey,” you soothed, taking a seat next to him and rubbing his back. “you didn’t scare me away shawn. i’m here aren’t i?”
“i knew i should’ve just gone with plan A, i shouldn’t have done it.” he exclaimed.
you ran your hand through his hair, trying your absolute hardest to comfort him. you knew you also had to keep your distance since you did break his heart three weeks ago.
after a few more minutes, he finally sat up. forcing himself to look at you. all you wanted to do was hold him and tell him everything was going to be okay, but you honestly didn’t know. maybe he didn’t want to continue the relationship, maybe it was time to go your separate ways.
“how can you still look so attractive while crying?” you said, speaking before you thought. you covered your hand with your mouth. “sorry.”
shawn let out a weak chuckle, “its
okay.” he took a deep breath before speaking again.
“look y/n, i hope this doesn’t scare you away but before i proposed that night i spent so long debating weather to do that or just give you the promise ring i bought. looking back i don’t know why i didn’t pick the damn promise ring, that would’ve been so much better.”
you weren’t sure if he was talking to himself or to you, because most of the time he sounded almost like he was scolding himself.
“shawn, it’s okay honestly.” you smiled. “maybe we moved a bit too fast.”
he nodded, “just a bit.”
“but,” you started, lacing your fingers together. “if that promise ring is still an option, i would love it.”
you knew it was a long shot to ask that considering the position of your relationship, but it never hurt to try.
his eyes widened, “oh! yeah, uh hold on, let me grab it.”
you laughed as he rummaged through his drawers to find the small box.
“wait, wait,” you interrupted him. “you bought a promise ring and an engagement ring?”
he returned with a small white pandora box in his hand, “yes. i may have got a little over excited.”
you laughed as he opened the box, revealing a beautiful princess crown ring.
“i’m not sure if i need to make a speech, i kinda did that already.”
you smiled as he slid the ring into your finger.
“thank you shawn, this is perfect.”
he let out a sigh of relief, “thank god.”
you smiled, quickly kissing him. happy that you have your boyfriend back.
au. once you touch your soulmate you feel an instant connection and you never want to leave your soulmates side.
Plot: you have just joined the team and Natasha invites you to Steve’s birthday party so you can meet the team. When you shake the birthday boys hand neither one of you wants to let go.
a/n I’m sorry it took so long and its not posted on steves birthday but i hope you like it.
A fish out of water. That’s exactly how you felt as you wandered around the party in the averages compound. You had just recently been recruited to join the team by Natasha and she insisted on you coming so she could introduce you to the team. When you arrived at the party you were relieved that you spotted Natasha right away and went straight towards her “oh my gosh you made it ! ! !”
Long-distance relationships don’t last? aren’t real? that we don’t know each other? that we will never meet? that we are delusional? Bullshit.. maybe there are 4,273 miles between us but that never stopped us from loving each other. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. I love her with all my heart. I am so in love with her. I thank to God for blessing me with such an amazing girl like her. She became my everything in such a short time. She made me fall in love with her so deeply. I was scared of being in a long-distance relationship I didn’t know if I could make this work because of distance and a different languages but she never gave up on me and chased after me really hard and showed me that this relationship can work just like any other relationship. She showed me the true love. I was hurt and broken and she made me believe in love again, she makes me the happiest girl ever. And 11/12/2015 was a really special day for us. We finally got our promise rings!! We promised each other forever. We are 110% sure that we are soulmates, we just know that we are. We found each other so young and we couldn’t be more thankful. Her heart ring for me stands up for that her heart belongs to me forever. My knot ring for her stands up for that it’s not quite tied yet but has all the intentions of being tied.
You were laying on the couch of your hotel room flipping through pointless channels on the TV. You and Dylan had come to visit with Connor in Edmonton. Your phone was laying on your chest, you best friend on speaker.
“So let me get this straight you’re on vacation with your boyfriend, and you’re calling me because you’re bored?”
You sighed. “He’s out with Connor and I wasn’t allowed to go. It’s Eerie Boy Time or however, Dylan put it. Golf or some shit.”
“I can hear you pouting through the phone. Are you mad because you actually have to share your boyfriend?” she chuckled.
“I am not pouting. I’m just bored and nothing is on TV.” You groaned.
“So send Dylan a snapchat of you naked. He’ll be back in the room before you know it.”
“I am glad you are amused by this.”
She continued to laugh as you said your goodbyes and continued to aimlessly flip through the channels.
You were on episode four of say yes to the dress when you heard the hotel room door click.
“Hey Babe, I’m back.”
You looked towards the small hallway where the room was connected to the door. He poked his head around the corner.
“Your best friend isn’t very nice.”
You looked towards him scrunching your face in confusion.
“I got a text message saying my girlfriend was waiting naked in my bed for me. You are neither in bed nor naked.”
You rolled your eyes making a mental note to thank her for that.
What would you like to do for dinner, my love? Restaurant or Room service?
“Well I am very invested on whether or not Cathy here finds a dress in time for her wedding and I also don’t want to change.”
“Room Service it is, now which one is Cathy?” Dylan asked picking up the room service menu.
Dylan ordered you both dinner and took his seat next to you on the couch. You cuddled into his side and took in his familiar scent, one that was way too in place for someone who had been at golf all day. You kinked your eyebrow unnoticed and decided to give Dylan a few more minutes of thinking he was going to get it past you.
After another episode of Say Yes to Dress and a few stupid comments from Dylan, your room service had arrived.
You sat across from your boyfriend as he dug into his burger. You took a bite of a French fry. “So what did guy stuff entail?” you questioned.
“Oh, just golf.”
“For eight hours?”
“You know Connor sucks.”
“You didn’t sweat at all either?”
“Guess I have good deodorant?” he quipped unsurely, you knew he was lying.
“So what were you really doing Dylan?” you asked tilting your head to the side as you took a sip of your drink.
“It’s just guy stuff Y/N.” he tried.
“Fine, I’ll just ask Connor. He will tell me.”
“He will not!” Dylan defended quickly.
“McDavid is an easy break, hate to tell you that.” You chirp with a giggle.
Dylan groaned. You reached for your phone but he stopped you.
You took another bite. “Why are you being so secretive?”
“Why are you being so nosey?” He shot back.
“Because you’re getting defensive.”
He sighed loudly, obviously annoyed. “I’m not getting defensive. It was just guy stuff like I said.”
You shook your head.
“Will you just drop it?” he tried again. You knew he was getting frustrated but that didn’t stop you. You wanted to know what he was hiding, ignoring all concerns of angering him.
“Dylan, what’s so important that you have to hide it from me?”
“This okay!” He slammed the ring box onto the small table you both were huddled around.
You felt your breathing hitch. Dylan groaned again and rubbed his hand down his face.
“Don’t worry it’s not what you think, it’s just a promise ring but it’s all the same, I was going to surprise you but you wouldn’t leave it alone.”
He stood up angrily and threw his chair back into the table, storming across the room towards the balcony.
You bit your tongue, ignoring the curiosity nipping at the back of your mind. You sighed knowing very well you had fucked up. You cleaned up from dinner and sat on the couch, Dylan needed time to cool off or it would just make things worse.
You tried your best to focus on the TV show. It did no good, it was just pictures flashing across the screen. You couldn’t hear what was going over your own thoughts swirling around your head.
You continued to glance over in Dylan’s direction watching as he stared into the skyline occasionally wringing his hands.
You finally decided enough time had passed, it had only been 15 minutes but it felt like years.
You slowly pulled the door open trying to be quiet but Dylan glanced up at you the moment you stepped out.
“Hi” he answered slowly looking back down on his hands.
“I’m sorry Dylan, I let my doubts control my actions and I should have just let it go.” You said quietly looking down at your own hands as you sat down.
You heard him get up from his seat, you thought he went to go inside still upset with you. What you didn’t expect is him kneeling in front of you lifting your head to look at him.
“Doubts? Baby. What did you think? You know I would do nothing to hurt you. Ever.”
You nodded as he wiped the new tears gracing your cheeks. “I know baby. I just can’t help it sometimes.” You sniffled.
He brought you into his chest and you wiped a few more tears.
“Any chance we just pretend that didn’t happen, I didn’t look at whatever is in that box, I’ll even act surprised…” you tried.
Dylan offered you a chuckle in return. “Come with me you, dork.”
He grabbed your hand and pulled you back into the room. He led you to the table, grabbing the lone ring box.
“Babe I got you this promise ring, to remind you that I will always love you and no matter what doubts your silly little mind might come up, I will always be here. And one day, I am going to marry you, putting all those doubts to rest, well for the most part.
Dylan opened the ring box to reveal the most gorgeous ring. Dylan pulled the ring from the box and placed it upon your finger. He wiped the new happier tears from your cheeks.
“I love you Dylan, God I love you., God I love you.” You took his face in your palms and kissed him.
He kissed you back and chuckled.
“You better call Connor and tell him you liked it! He was very persistent on this one actually.”
You giggled as you both facetimed your boyfriends other half.
Request: 17. “Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.” 20. “I can’t… I can’t lose you!” (Did I do this right? Sorry if I didn’t) -LZ
“Tyler, come to bed.” You wrapped your arms around his neck while he was working. He’s been working two weeks straight cause you to be ignored by him and as much as you want to support the team and him, you also want some time with him. “Not now, babe.” He didn’t even look at you. You rolled your eyes and mumbled as you walked away, “That’s always the answer.” “What was that?” you felt annoyed in his tone. “I’m sorry, should I have to repeat myself.” You faced him, matching the same tone. “I said, ‘That’s always the answer.’ I just want some time with my boyfriend for once without work crossing it.” “Well, I’m sorry if I’m trying to work to keep a roof over us and get us what we need.” “Bullshit, you know we’re doing just fine.” “Mark needs this done.” “Mark will understand and agree with me that you need to take a break every once and awhile.” “WELL, MAYBE IT’S A WAY TO GET AWAY FROM YOU!” you were thrown off by his outburst. You took a step back.
“What the hell are you trying to say, Tyler?” His eyes gave you a death glare, “I think we need a break.” “SPEAK UP TYLER!” you hissed. He stood up from his chair and got in your face, “I think we need a break.” At this point, your back was against the wall, “What is it. You don’t love me anymore? After 2 years we’ve been together, you’re going to throw it all away?” he faced away, “Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.” You cried. You saw his arm lift and you closed your eyes, you thought he was going to hit you until you heard a loud bang on the wall. You open your eyes and saw your boyfriend’s fist through the wall, “I guess I have my answer.” You ripped off the promise ring he gave you and shove it in his chest before running in your shared room. You locked the door and looked for your suitcase, you didn’t realize you were crying your eyes out, “[Y/N], let me in!” you heard him banging on the door as you packed your bag.
You ignored him and walked to the front door before being blocked by him, “Move, Tyler.” He didn’t say anything, “MOVE, TYLER!” you started banging your fists on his chest until he grabbed your wrist and lift your face to look at him, you could tell he’s been crying. “I’m leaving, Tyler. If you don’t want to be in this relationship, I’m not going to force you to.” You tried to leave but he wrapped his arms around you, “I can’t… I can’t lose you!” he cried on your shoulder. You put your stuff down and hold him tightly, “Please don’t leave me. I love you so much.” You both slide down to the floor, just holding each other. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean anything I said. I love you too much to just let you walk out of my life. Don’t leave me.” You grab his face to make him look at you, “I’m never going to leave you but right now, I need to cool off so I’m going to stay at Amy’s for awhile to process this.” You cried as you wiped the tears off his face. “I’ll come back in a few days so we can both have time to think about this.” You added before kissing his cheeks and grabbing your stuff. He nodded and told you that he loves you before you left.
You did think long and hard about your relationship, you still love Tyler with all your heart but after this fight, you were doubting it. You came back home, seeing Tyler on the laptop, “I guess that fight didn’t mean anything to you.” You mumbled before slamming the door, he went to the printer and grabbed the paper before giving it to you, you gave him an annoyed look before reading the paper, all you saw was Tokyo and a date until you added everything up, “You’re going to Japan?” “We’re going to Japan. I already took the days off, and I wanted to make it up to you.” “You could have cooked me a nice dinner!” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “But I know how you want alone time with me, away from the camera and everything. Plus, you always wanted to go to Japan and –” you cut him off with a kiss. “I love it and I love you.” He gave you a huge smile and pulled you back into a kiss, “I love you too.” he said as he slipped your promise ring back on.
I’m back! I’m sorry that I’ve been away for a good minute and not as active. Classes are killing me and I just quit my job so just bare with me, please! I’m not going to be posting Imagines every day like I used to since I would quickly run out of ideas! Anyways, I’m back and getting back to my posting habits and I’ll see y’all later! Bye! xoxo
Request: Hi my name is Jodie and
I was wondering if you could write Shawn imagine where he’s very distant and
cautious around you and you confront him and find out he cheated? So then he
breaks down sobbing and apologizing and you stay with him cuz he seems like he’s
sorry and you just hold him? Thanks
My lovely Jodie, I hope this will give you the feels i got while writing this! I listened to I hate this part by The PussyCat Dolls. It inspired the whole thing all the way down to the snow!
Word Count: 1316
Over the past few days Shawn
has been acting quite strange. He always seems to be conveniently busy when
ever I want to go out with him and it is worse when he is at home. I decided to
give him some space as I thought something went wrong with work or family and
because I don’t officially live with him but I do spend majority of my time at
his I even decided to stay over less and when I do stay over thought it was
best if I sleep in the spare room.
Okay, so it sounds like I’m
exaggerating but we all know how caring and kind and soft Shawn is right? Not
now. He doesn’t want to cuddle in bed, barely looks me in the eye and when he
rolls over and I try to spoon him he shrugs me off. I started to feel like I
was too needy, I couldn’t sleep that night so I moved into the spare room and
he some how seems contempt with that.
Today it is snowing lightly
and one of our favourite things to do are walk through the parks as it snows.
My suggestion fell short but begrudgingly he took. He didn’t want to leave at
all and was on his phone the whole time.
Though the park, I had enough
of his sour mood so I walked a head of him as I enjoyed the lovely Canadian
weather. It always pleased me how the trees caught the snow, while the snow
softly fell around benches and fountains. It made me some what forget about