m & m factory

Unexpected Dinner Guests

Ship: Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Words: 2400+

Warnings: none I don’t think

Notes: thanks for the 30+ news followers from the weekend!


You were walking, well rushing down the dirty streets of New York. It was early Monday morning and you just needed to get to work to attend a business meeting you had. It was to do with your wages and stability in the job. Rumours had it that you would be promoted so you couldn’t be late. You worked as a receptionist in a high class hotel. Work by at least 70 hours a week. That was 10 hours a day. Minimum wage. You had moved from London to New York when you and Tom broke up. Since then, you haven’t spoken to him. You’d always wanted to work and live in New York. It was your dream and passion. One year university course in hotel management and cleaning and you were on your way.

Again, back to the meeting. You were rushing up the stairs of the building, about to enter the turning doors when you locked eyes with someone you knew.

“(Y-Y/N)? Is that you? God I haven’t seen you in so long.” The male spoke.

“Dom? Yeah it’s been years.” You awkwardly laugh as he hugs you which you return.

“At least three. How has every been? Do you work here?” You nod. “Good for you following your dreams and everything. I’m so proud of you.” He says and pinches your cheek.

“Yeah I’d love to stay and chat. But I have a meeting in like, two minutes which I can’t be late for. Do you think we could-”

“Come for dinner tonight. Nikki’s cooking a stew or something. It would be great to catch up. I’m sure the others would like to catch up. Mhmm. Except Tom. Oh well. Seeing you had no relatives in New York, and you didn’t have to cook last nights left overs or heat up a microwave meal, you took the offer and said,

“Sounds good. Text me your address and I’ll pop by.” You smile.

“You still got your your London number?” Don raised an eyebrow. You open your bag and pull out a business card. “After my meeting, I’m working for another five hours. Call me at any time.” You smile briefly and wave. “I really have to go Dom. But I’m looking forward to tonight. Thank you.”

“No worries dear.” He waves back and you rush up to your meeting which you just made it to.


After you meeting, you sat behind the desk waiting for Dom’s call.

“Hang on. So your ex-boyfriends Dad and family are in town, and they invited you over for dinner?” You friend and co-worker asked polishing her nails behind the desk.

“Yeah, I bumped into him this morning.” You say pealing off a sticky note as the phone rings.

“Good Morning, Crowns Towers Hotel, (Y/N) speaking, how can I help you?” You politely ask as you pick up the phone.

“Yeah hi. I would like to book a reservation for two.”

“Of course when would you like to book it?”

“Uhm, I was hoping tonight and tomorrow night.”

“Of course. We can fit you in.” You smile. “Queen or deluxe?”


“And what name would you like the reservation booked under?”

“Holland. Tom Holland.” You bite your tongue as he spoke his name.

“Of course Mr Holland. Your check in is at 5:00pm tonight, you are more than welcome to join us at our complementary buffet tomorrow morning.”

“WiIl you be there?” He said with a flirtatious tone.

“No Mr Holland. Staff are not allowed to join guests at breakfast.” You say looking at your friend as she slaps your arm. “I’m going to search up who he is.” She mouthed looking at the information on the screen.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you tonight then.”

“I guess you will.” You smile and he hangs up.

“Holy shit. Hang on. So the guy you bumped into this morning, is his dad, and he has no idea that his ex-girlfriend was just talking to him on the phone and is now going out for dinner with his family-” you went to but in “and a booking for two? That’s shallow. I wonder who it could be.”

“I don’t want to know.” You say. “Thankfully you’re working tonight, instead of me. So you can tell me which prune he walks in here with.” You gulp as the words leave your mouth.

“Ooo your jealous ex- girlfriend vibe is pulling through.”

“Just shut up and do your work.” You mutter rolling your eyes.


“So, who’s how guest tonight?” Sam asked putting extra cutlery on the table in the apartment complex they were rent as Tom did some work in New York.

“Yeah Dad. Tell us.” Harry asked pulling the chilled water from the fridge.

“Uhm, you may or may not remember her. Her names (Y/N) (L/N).”

“Wait, Tom’s ex from like, three years ago?”

“Yeah.” Dom said to the twins as the door bell rang.

You stood at the front and rang the door bell. You were holding a warm pumpkin pie freshly baked from a client they gave to you, in your hands and your bag.

“(Y/N). Come in. It’s great to see you again.” Dom smiled opening the door.

“Uhh thanks Dom.” You smile walking in. “I brought pie.”

“You didn’t have too.” He said as you follow him into the kitchen to meet up with Sam, Harry and Nikki.

“Oh dear. It’s so nice to see you again!” Nikki exclaimed way to excitedly that her sons ex-girlfriend was here. “It’s been so long. We must catch up.” You and Nikki bonded a lot over the years you dated Tom. She referred to you as the daughter she never had. Whilst completing university in London, she always made sure to catch up with you every now and again for coffe. Just to check up on you. You would send her the occasional card to let her know.

“(Y/N)!” Sam said excitedly hugging you.

“Goodness me. Haven’t you boys grown up?” You gleamed hugging the pubescent boy. “You’re no longer blonde.” Nikki had shown you a photo of his blonde hair from a year ago.

“Yeah. Changed it back.” Harry was next to greet you.

“How is everything? How’s work been? Dad told us you had a meeting.”

“Yeah, hence the pie. I got promoted.”

“That’s fantastic dear!” Nikki smiled clapping her hands. “We must toast.” She said leaving the room to get a bottle of wine. Paddy came strolling whilst playing with a game on his phone.

“Hey (Y/N). What’s up?” He asked and you guys did your hand shake you still remember. He always found it did when he was younger that you would hug everyone and he wanted to be different. So a handshake became your thing. It wasn’t every complicated. Nikki came back in with the popped wine bottle and poured a drink for herself, Don and you.

“Ahem. I want to toast too!”

“Yeah.” The twins complained.

“I thought you guys didn’t like white wine.” Nikki chuckled in her mother’s voice and they sat down at the table.

“Here let me help Nikki.”

“Oh no. Don’t worry.” She said. “It’s almost finished. I just have to toss the salad.” She said and placed her stew on the table along with the salad, bread rolls, mashed potato, and condiments. You sat down and noticed the empty chair across from you. Did the family do that intentionally?

“I’m home family. Sorry I’m late. Mhmm smells good. Is that pumpkin- (Y/N). Wow. Hi. What a surprise. What are you doing here?” Tom asked as he entered the room. He didn’t seem annoyed that you were there.

“Oh um. Dom invited me over.” You tell him as you stand up and fold your napkin.

“Don’t go.” Tom smiled.

“I uh, was going to uhm…” you trailed off. Hand shake, hug, maybe that’s in appropriate. You sat back down and Paddy passed you the salad and bread rolls and you took some.

“(Y/N) was just telling us that she got promoted.” Nikki smiled.

“Really? Congratulations!”

“Thanks. Yeah, it’s not that much of a big deal though. I just get to control a bit more of the hotel I work for.” Here we go. Drop the awkwardness. It’s coming. “I work for Crown Towers Hotel.”

“No way. I hear that’s a great place.” Tom choked on his food.

“Yeah. It’s a pretty good company to work for.” You tell him as you sip on his wine. “Benefits are amazing. I get a week off at Christmas, and some public holidays off. I also get to travel to the other hotels and improve on their staff and work etiquette.” Tom just nodded. Try and mention the phone call. Paddy spoke about his homework he had to do, and hated it because it was taking up his holiday time. Harry spent most the day exploring New York, the M&M factory, Dylan’s Candy Bar and a couple of historical monuments. Sam spent the day with Tom but came home early. Dom was trying to explain to me why he was in the hotel. He had a comedy show there coming up and wanted to check out the venue. I could barely hear over the noise of the twins. Tom though, barely spoke. Nikki began to gather up the empty plates.

“Here, let me help.” Tom said to his mother taking his and your plate. He barely looked at you all though dinner.

“Can I get you another wine?” Dom asked.

“Oh no. I have to drive home. I really shouldn’t.”

“I’ll drive you home. Don’t worry.” Tom butted into the conversation with a reassuring smile. God he was so confident. You didn’t really miss him too much though, you had blocked all feelings heading towards his direction. It took some time but you healed okay.

“A-are you sure? I don’t want to burden you.” You tell him.

“It’s fine. I’m heading into town anyways.” Ha! Go on. Mention the reservation. “I’ve got an early meeting.” He said eying you. You nod.

“That’s very kind of you Tom. Thank you.” You smile and Dom passing you another glass of wine. You sat back down at the table with Dom, Tom and Sam.

“So, how are your parents?”

“They’re good. They haven’t changed much. Still in the same jobs. I’m actually going to head back there during Christmas and then they’re coming here for a week.” You tell him as Nikki served the pumpkin pie. You use your fork to cut into it and take a mouthful. Sam was telling a story about what happened on the set today, and Tom wasn’t really listening. You could tell. Maybe h felt awkward with you being here. Had you overstayed your welcome? But Nikki just served dessert.

“Remind me again why you guys broke up.” Sam asked curiously sipping on his drink. That was question was unexpected.

“Oh uhm.” You say. You had suddenly lost your appetite and played with the slice of pie with your fork. “Differences.”

“Mhmm sure.” Sam rolled his eyes. Don’t get angry. You sigh. Tom opened it mouth to speak.

“We were both so busy with our own lives that we didn’t have enough time for each other. I was moving to film Spider-Man anyways. I couldn’t let (Y/N) be back in London alone.” You felt sick in the stomach. Well, even though you weren’t dating Tom, you could still feel butterflies and old wounds.

“So why didn’t you go with Tom?” Why has this become a therapy session.

“I just didn’t want to. I wanted to focus on my school work.” You gulp and finish off your wine. “If you don’t mind, it’s getting late and I should go. I have work early in the morning. Thank you again for dinner.” You say standing up to hug Nikki.

“Ouch! What was that for?” Sam asked Tom rubbing the back of his head. He must have hit him across the back of his head when I wasn’t looking. Tom grabbed his keys.

“A-are you sure?”

“Of course. It’s raining anyways.” Tom smiled and opened the door for you. You both left and made it to your car. The first five minutes of the ride were dead silent. You could cut the tension with a knife.

“Uhm, please thank your parents again for dinner. It was lovely seeing them again.” You say awkwardly.

“Yeah no worries.” Tom says and stops at the red light. “You uhm, you look beautiful by the way.” He compliments you.

“Thanks Tom.” You say looking at the traffic in front of you.

“I mean it (Y/N). You got your ear pierced. They suit you.” He smiles.

“I-I got them when I moved here.” You tell him. It was your sort of rebellious move, getting your ear pierced.

“They suit you. And I like your hair long like that. No that it really matters, but it’s nice.” He tells you and you turn to face him.

“Do you uhm, do you regret it?”


“Do you regret it. Dating me?”

“I regret breaking up with you that’s for sure.” Tom mumbled honestly. You nod. “Do you wanna get a drink some time? Or a bite to eat?”

“I’d like that.”

“What about now? I have a hotel room we can stay in. We can order room service and eat from the bar fridge. I hear it’s a pretty good hotel.”

“Ah, so you booked it thinking that you would get laid tonight.” You chucked tapping your tending with your index finger. “I’m not stupid Thomas.”

“Come on. No sex. That’s off the table. Let’s just keep talking.” Tom said. “Like old times. Remember the day I ended things, and we discuss where we’d think we would be in three years time. Well it’s been three years…” Tom trailed off. You sigh.

“It’s getting late.”

“Oh I uhm, I understand.”

“Sorry Tom. It was uhm, it was nice whilst it lasted.” You say as you stop outside your apartment complex. “Just drive my car to the hotel parking. I’ll pick it up tomorrow.” You say to him. He nods. His curls bounced on his head. You noticed his crooked nose. You still follow him on Instagram and get excited everything he posts something, everything he likes your photos. “I’ll still take you up for that drink on another night if you want.” He nods as you reach for the door.

“Hey (Y/N).” Tom whispers.

“Yeah?” You turn around smiling. He leans in and kisses you. You hand makes it way to his cheek as you kiss him back. You place one last peck on his lips and pull away smiling. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” You say and hop out of the car leaving him stunned.

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