Like it's Real (2/?) Tom Holland X Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N are childhood best friends. So when Tom’s publicist told him to fake-date someone, Y/N seems to be the best choice. But will it stay fake, or will true feelings start to blossom?

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Some swearings

A/N: Wow guys, thank you for the 100+ followers, you’re all so sweet. If you would like to be tagged in the future parts, you can leave a comment to let me know ❤️

P.S: The italicized sentences are your internal thoughts

Part 1

Tom’s Publicist: Good Morning (Y/N), I’ve dropped off some stuff for you on your front door.

You: Stuff?

Tom’s Publicist: For you to wear to the date. Tom’s picking you up in an hour.

You: Oh sure. Thank you.

You opened your door to find a box. You carried it into your room, placing it on a chair before rummaging through it.

Apparently what the publicist refer as “stuff” includes several dresses, 4 pairs of shoes, bags and purses, and even hair accessories. No wonder the box is a bit heavy.

All the dresses seems to be a little extra for a lunch date in a local café. Well except for the simple pale yellow sundress with floral prints.

Putting it on, the dress fell just right above your knees. It flows beautifully. You put on a nude platform sandals and looked at the mirror.

This should do it

“Y/N?” came Tom’s voice, followed by three knocks.

“Coming!” You yelled back, hurriedly grabbing a purse then stuffing in your phone and money.

Opening the door, you greeted him with a cheerful smile, “Hi”

“Hi (Y/N), you look beautiful.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself” you said, blushing a little from his compliment.

“I was thinking that we could walk to the café?. It’s only a few blocks away. I wouldn’t mind driving if don’t want to though,” He asked.

“Sure Tom. I could use some exercise.“

-

After a 5 minute walk, you both arrived at the café. The bell jingled as Tom opened the door for you, being the gentleman he is.

“Let’s go sit by the glass window. My publicist said the paparazzi would get better shots of us that way.”

After you both had settled in, the waitress came to take your orders.

“What can I get you?” smiled the waitress.

“I’d like a soufflé and a glass of iced tea please,” you ordered.

“And for me, a hot tea and a quackson would be nice,” Tom added smiling at the waitress.

“Excuse me, what?” the waitress asked giving him a weird look.

You tried muffling your laughs, but when Tom looked at you with his confused face you coudln’t help but roar in laughter.

“Tom! You - you just said quackson instead of croissant!”

Realization dawns on his face. “Oh shit. I meant a croissant. A croissant and hot tea would be nice,” he corrected, grimacing a little.

You’re still howling with laughter as the waitress leave. You’re laughing so hard that tears are escaping your eyes.

“Oh my god Tom. I can’t believe that just happened,” you said still chuckling at his red face.

“I’ve been asked to say quackson so many times now that it kinda stuck,” He explained, still not smiling.

“You have to admit it’s funny though,” You snickered.

He cracked a small smile, “I guess it is a little funny.”

With all the fun you’re having, you almost forgot that this is supposed to be a fake date. Almost, but then your phone vibrates.

Tom's publicist added you into a group chat

Tom's Publicist:: You're both doing great.

Tom: How did you know that?

Tom's Publicist: I'm three tables away from you

Both of you looked around the café trying to spot the publicist. Sure enough, he’s sitting in a booth at the corner of the café.

You made eye contact briefly, then he starts tapping on his phone again. You looked back at your phone as it buzzes.

Tom's Publicist: Y/N, put your hand on the table, and Tom put yours on top of hers. This is a great chance.

You could feel the blush creeping up your neck at the thought of this. You lift your head up to see Tom already staring at you, his cheeks tinted with a slight blush.

You placed your hand on the table and Tom looked at you, asking for permission. You nodded, heart racing with anticipation.

As his palm rest on top of your hand, you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body. You have a thousands thoughts rushing through your mind.

Why am I being like this. It’s just Tom, I shouldn’t be feeling any of this. It’s even staged for fuck’s sake.

After a few minutes, the paparazzi left but Tom’s hand is still resting on top of yours. You tried continuing the conversation. But it’s kinda hard with his thumb occassionally sweeping back and forth on the back of your hand.

He’s staring at you with such intensity, you felt like you could melt into a puddle. But then the waitress came back, bringing your orders making both of you break the physical contact.

-

“Do you still have any room left in your stomach?” Tom asked as you both exited the café.

“What do you have in mind?”

“I saw an ice cream truck on the way here. Thought we could maybe make a quick stop,” he grinned, knowing you wouldn’t turn down free ice cream.

-

Thanks for the ice cream,“ you thanked him, as he handed you your cone. You start licking on your heavenly treat, sighing in content.

Tom chuckled at your antics, “I’m glad you like it that much.” You can only hum in agreement as you continue to devour your sweet treat.

“Y/N, I’m going to try something. Just go with it okay?”

Narrowing your eyes you questioned, “What exactly?”

“Can I try your ice cream?” “Umm, sure?” You answered, utterly confused. What is he trying to do? You hold out your ice cream for him to try. But instead of licking your ice cream like you thought he would, his soft lips meet yours instead.

Your eyes flew wide open. As you body froze in shock. It’s the most innocent kiss anybody has ever given to you. Even though it only lasted for 3 seconds, it’s enough to leave you feeling lightheaded.

“It worked!” Tom exclaimed all of a sudden. “They’re all taking videos and photos”

You turned around to see a small crowd video-taping you and Tom. Of course it was an act. How stupid of you to think it was real?

-

Tom held your hand the whole way to your apartment, awaking the butterflies inside your stomach.

“I had a great time today Y/N. Time seems to fly when I’m you,” He smiled at you softly ad you reached your door. “I can’t thank you enough for agreeing to this,”

“Hey, I had fun too. And I should be thanking you for being such a great ‘date’ today,” you assured him, doing the air quotes gesture.

Chuckling Tom said, “Well then I should be going. See you tomorrow!” The he leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead, making you suck in a sharp breath.

“Bye Tom,” you squeaked, waving at him before entering your apartment and closing the door. You closed your eyes as you leaned on the door, heart still racing from his forehead kiss.

Fuck, I have a crush on Tom

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Like it's Real (1/?) Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N are childhood best friends. So when Tom’s publicist told him to fake-date someone, Y/N seems to be the best choice. But will it stay fake, or will true feelings start to blossom?

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: I’ll be posting the second part soon, and maybe even a third part. Make sure to keep your eyes open for it. And thank you for all the notes I received on my last fic. I love you all!

You were having a netflix marathon when suddenly your phone blared the spider-man theme, making you jump a little.

“Hi Tom, what’s up?” you cheerfuly answered.

Tom had insisted you to set it as your ringtone whenever be called. He could be such a child sometimes.

“Hey Y/N, I was wondering if you would do me favor? A huge one,” he asked, voice wavering a little.

“Well I guess it depends,” you chuckled. “What do you have in mind?”

“Could we maybe meet in my apartment? It’s quite complicated to be discussed over the phone.”

“Um, okaay. See you in a bit.”

Ending the call, you quickly throw on a t-shirt and jeans before driving your car to Tom’s apartment. You spent the whole trip wondering what would Tom need you for. You can’t help but feel a little nervous because of how weird he is being.

You rang the bell and after a few seconds, the door swung open to reveal Tom’s usual bright smile.

“Y/N!” he greeted, pulling you in for a hug. “Thanks for coming even though it must super weird,” he chuckled nervously.

Entering his apartment you asked, “Okay Tom, so what’s this all about?”

“C'mon, we’ll explain it to you,” he told you, ushering you to his living room.

“We? What do you mean we?” you asked, confused. That’s when you turn around to see Zendaya and a man sitting on his couch.

“Y/N, meet Zendaya and my publicist. Everyone this is Y/N” Tom announced.

Zendaya stood up and engulfs you in a warm hug. “So this is the famous Y/N. It’s great to finally meet you, Tom over there can never stop talking about you”

You threw glance at him, noticing the way a faint blush appear on his cheeks.

“It’s nice to meet you too, you did a great job on the movie,” you smiled to her before stalking off to shake the publicist’s hand.

You take the seat next to Tom, still clueless to what is taking place. “So, care to explain?”

You saw Tom taking a calming breath before he starts speaking. “I’m sure you knew about all the dating rumors of me and Zendaya”. You nodded, urging him to continue.

“There’s been so many of it that it started to make us uncomfortable. Especially Zendaya,” Tom explained before glancing at Zendaya for help.

“You see,” she began “I’m actually dating someone else right now. It’s been a while now but we’re not ready to go public yet. We still want to keep our privacy.”

Sitting quietly, you let the informations sink in. “What does any that have to do with me?” You questioned, clearly confused.

“Well, we’ve been discussing this for quite some time now, and we think that having Tom fake-dating someone would be the best,” informed the publicist.

“And we’re sure that no one can fit the role better than you Ms. Y/N. With the dating rumors of you and Tom-”

“What? There are dating rumors about us?” You exclaimed looking at Tom with wide eyes.

Scratching the back of his neck, Tom muttered, “There are only a few here and there.”

“So with all that, we figured it would be much easier,” continued the publicist. “After all it’s not uncommon to find a pair of best-friends turn into lovers.”

“I…..” You were left speechless.

“You can sign here if you agree Ms. Y/N,” the publicist said,sliding a contract and a pen in front of you.

From a cheeky 12 year old to an adult, you’ve always seen Tom in no other than a platonic light. And besides, this is to help Tom, your best friend. You should always help a friend in need. How hard can it be?

“I-I understand if you don’t want to Y/N,” Tom muttered looking at his feet. “I know this is a huge thing t-”

“I’ll do it,” you smiled cutting him off. “I’ll sign the contract.”

Picking up the pen, you scrawled your signature at the bottom of the contract. You lifted your head to see Tom grinning widely at you before pulling you into a bone-crushing hug.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he beamed. “Your welcome Tom.” you chuckled into his shoulder.

Zendaya’s hug came next. “Thank you so much Y/N, I owe you big time.”

“We should start immediately, I think tomorrow would be great,” the publicist suggested, springing to work. “Are you free tomorrow Miss?You guys could go together and let the paparazzi get some shots.”

“Sure,I’m free for the whole summer.” You assured him.

You’re both nervous and excited for tomorrow but again, what could possibly go wrong?

Kiss the Girl (Peter Parker x Reader)

Summary : Y/N is coming over to Peter’s house for a sleepover. They’re watching The Little Mermaid, when a certain song encourages Peter to confess his long-kept feelings.

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

A/N:: Hi guys! The whole story is from Peter’s side. As you can see from the title, it is based on the song Kiss the Girl from The Little Mermaid. This is my first fanfiction on this blog, so feedbacks and criticism are highly appreciated. I hope you guys enjoy it :)

There you see her

Sitting there across the way

She don’t got a lot to say

But there’s something about her

Peter bounded down the stairs as the the school bell rang. Y/N and Ned are coming over to his place for a sleepover. Aunt May is coming home late today, so he’s glad to have some company.

With a smile on his face he strode to their usual meeting spot. From a distance he could already see them sitting on their usual bench, talking animatedly.

Peter could never believe how lucky he is to have such incredible best friends. Ned is so loyal, and probably the most honest person he has ever met.

And Y/N. She’s amazing. She’s never afraid to stand up for him. There’s something about her smile, her laugh that could brighten his day. Or the way her (e/c) eyes shines beneath the sun, could never fail to make his heart stutter.

Yes, Peter is in love with his best friend, he has for a while now. It started at fifth grade, when she stood up to Flash for him. They’re best friends ever since.

And you don’t know why

But you’re dying to try

You wanna kiss the girl

“Peter!” Y/N waved him over. “Ned was just telling me that he’s bailing on our sleepover.“

“What?” Peter turned to Ned. “Why?”

“My aunt is visiting today, and we’re having a family dinner. Sorry, I’ll make it up to you”

“So that means it just you and me Peter,” Y/N smiled.

“Y-yeah. Just m-me and you,” Peter stuttered, both excited and nervous for what’s about to happen.

Yes, you want her

Look at her, you know you do

Possible she wants you too

There is one way to ask her

“Which do you want, vanilla or chocolate?” Peter asked, holding up the ice cream tubs.

“Chocolate would be great.” Y/N answered as she scanned through the movies she brought with her. “What do you wanna watch Peter? I have The Lion King, Alladin, Hercules, The Little Mermaid, and Mulan.”

“That’s quite a disney collection you have there,” Peter chuckled. “I’ve never watched The Little Mermaid before.”

“Little Mermaid it is,” she said, positioning herself on the sofa before patting the seat beside her.

Peter handed her the ice cream as he sat down beside her. Picking up the remote he, started the movie.

It don’t take a word

Not a single word

Go on and kiss the girl

Halfway through the movie, Peter found Y/N’s head resting on his shoulder, making his senses go haywire. He focuses back to the movie to see that a song is starting as Ariel and Prince Eric went together in a boat. He can’t help but think of Y/N as he listened to the lyrics.

Sha la la la la la

Don’t be scared

You got the mood prepared

Go on and kiss the girl

Looking down to Y/N, Peter found himself unable to stop staring. Her hair looks so soft and he wondered how it would feel to run his hands through it. She has a soft smile on her lips as she watched the romantic scene. Oh, how he loves seeing her smile. She looks perfect.

“Peter?” Came Y/N’s voice snapping him out of his reverie. “Why are you not watching the movie? Are you bored or something?” Y/N asked turning to face him.

“I-I, no. It’s j-just that..” His eyes kept flickering toward her lips, his thoughts going a thousand miles per hour.

“It’s just what Peter?”

Sha la la la la la

Don’t stop now

Don’t try to hide it now

You want to kiss the girl

Get yourself together Peter,he thought, it’s now or never.

He took a deep breath, a poor attempt to calm his pounding heart before leaning in to kiss her.

“P-peter?”

Sha la la la la la

Float along

And listen to the song

The song say kiss the girl

As his lips touched her soft ones, he could feel her stiffen against him. He’s about to pull away, when she melts into the kiss and starts kissing him back. She tastes like chocolate from the ice cream she recently ate. The song kept playing softly in the background as they kissed, finally releasing all their pent-up feelings.

Sha la la la la la

The music play

Do what the music say

You got to kiss the girl

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” Peter said breaking the kiss.

“Took you long enough,” Y/N smiled, still out of breath from their kiss. “I would’ve gotten you to watch The Little Mermaid years ago if I knew that you’d be brave enough after hearing the song,” she smirked, she loves teasing him.

“Hey! You know I don’t need a song to be brave enough to kiss you,” protested Peter, as he pouted.

“Prove it then,” Y/N smiled as Peter leaned in to capture her lips once more.

-

Peter stirred from his sleep as a flash illuminates the dark room. Peeking from one of his eyes he sees you beside him sleeping peacefully. Lifting his head he saw aunt May with her phone poised towards him and Y/N.

“Aunt May?” What are you doing?“

“Sorry, you guys just look so cute together sleeping on the sofa, I can’t resist to take a picture,” she whispered, smiling giddily.

He had a stupid grin on his face as he told her the good news. “I’m glad you think so, because I think we’re together now.”

Aunt May smiled, “I’m happy for you guys. Good night Peter.” Blowing him a kiss, she went inside her room.

Shifting his gaze back to Y/N, Peter smiled as he snuggled closer to you. Sighing in content, he put his arm around you.

“I’m sure no one could be happier than I am right now,” Peter whispered before closing his eyes and enter his peaceful slumber.

You’ve got to kiss the girl

You wanna kiss the girl

You’ve gotta kiss the girl

Go on and kiss the girl

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