Tom Holland Imagines

YouTuber (T.H.)

They day went pretty fast after that, Tom and Haz did their pictures really fast because they were really embarrassed for the longest time outside. What was even better was my mum and Tom's mum were sitting in our living room and gave the four of us some questionable looks for Tom and Haz being in nappies at age twenty-one.

What was even weirder was that once we came inside to end the video, Tom immediately changed back into his normal clothes while Haz just sat on my bed with the nappy still on like he was waiting for something. So I quickly ended the video with Haz basically naked, Tom still very flustered, and a very amused sister.

Needless to say, the nappy Haz was wearing was not clean after that. . . .

I transferred the entire video over to my computer to edit since my video goes up tomorrow, every Sunday.

Charlotte went back to doing whatever, like I even know anymore thought, while Haz and Tom would not sit still. They constantly would be in my room, outside, downstairs, back in my room, Haz's room, and so forth. And its only been two hours. It also didn't help that they would try distracting me. Haz threw paper balls at me, and hit me with a Nerf gun a few times. Tom would sneak little kisses around my head and mumble questionable things in my ear, and yes, he shot me with the Nerf gun as well.

By the time they annoyed me enough, they got me to move my SD card -which holds my video- to my laptop so we could all go downstairs to watch something. Haz carried my laptop and Tom carried me down to the living room, I had no choice but for him to do it because he threw me over his shoulder.

"Tom, Haz, I know you want to hang out with me, because I'm fabulous, but I need to get done editing this! It goes up tomorrow! Than I have to make social media announcements, and-"

"Love," Tom stops me from talking, he also pinched one of my legs causing me to squeal, "I just want to cuddle with you, but Haz has your cat headphones and laptop so you can work. Just take a deep breath and chill out, babygirl."

"Don't you 'babygirl' me, Thomas." I growl and smack his back with my hand.

"You wanna go?" Tom asked, stopping his feet so we wasn't moving anymore.

"Fight me, Holland." I growl again, which was my first mistake.

"It's on, OsterGeek."

"Don't you dare bring my YouTube channel into this argument," my channel name was supposed to be something fun to do a couple years ago, so I wasn't really thinking about actual good names. Needless to say, OsterGeek blew up and now it just sticks to me. So embarrassing.

The next thing I know, Tom throws me down onto one of our couches and begins tickling the sides of my stomach. Haz walked back out from the kitchen holding a bag of crisps in one hand and my laptop and headphones in his other hand. He smiled for minute seeing his best friend and his little sister so happy, but than he got tired of waiting and made an awkward cough towards us.

Tom and I turned to face Haz, who gave us an awkward wave while standing off to the side. "Well if you guys don't mind, I would actually like to do something that doesn't involve me being a third wheel." He walked over to me, handing me my laptop and sat on the other end of the couch.

One of the best, and worst, things about my job is editing videos. They just take forever, but looking over the video can sometimes be hilarious.