Tom Holland Imagines

How Long?//T.H.

This is based on How Long by Charlie Puth
Warning: cheating

"Mummy, at what time is daddy coming home?" Your five-year-old daughter asked you as you tucked her into her bed, you smiled down at her with sadness in your eyes, you had been asking yourself that question for weeks, usually, you husband would arrive home late at night when everyone was asleep and he'd leave before anyone woke up.

You knew that had been taking a toll on Y/D/N since she had always been so close to Tom and now she barely saw him, however, you knew she understood that her father was busy working, doing something he loved with his whole heart, something that made him feel whole.

"Soon I promise, he's just busy filming with Ben, but don't worry, when he comes home the first thing I'll tell him to do is come to give you your goodnight kiss, now sleep, it's already pretty late love." You gave your daughter one last kiss on her forehead before leaving her room, you checked your phone in hopes of a text, but your smile fell when you saw the lack of texts from him.

Normally, you wouldn't mind him coming home late because you knew how busy filming for a movie could, after all, you used to be an actress before your daughter was born so you understood every struggle that came along with the job, however, what hurt the most was that it was your ten year anniversary and he hadn't even crossed a single word with you during the whole day.

You didn't get what was wrong, Tom had been as loving as always, if not more, but the was he was avoiding you only made you skeptical and seeing a misterious text on his phone the previous night didn't help the icdeas that were brewing in your head.

Years ago, when you first started dating, you remember all those rumours that flew around the media fter a lot of pictures of Tom and his close friend Zendaya appeared everywhere, many people wer insinuating that he was cheating on you with her, but you knew better than to listen to those people because you knew they probably had nothing else to do.

But now... After your best friend sent you several pictures of Tom and his co-star hanging out after work, you started doubting; he hadn't been acting the same for months and fights would replace most of the quality time you spent together.

You thought nothing of it back then, but when your husband walked into the house at almost three in the morning with barely visible hickeys all over his neck and the strong scent of a girl's perfume, you knew exactly what had gone down while he was gone.

Tom didn't notice you sitting on the couch waiting anxiously for him to return home, when he entered, he just walked right past you and into the kitchen, you heard as he dropped his things on the floor before he returned back to the living room and turned on the light, he was surprised to see you up at that time, "Tom, we have to talk and we need to do it now."

"Y-Y/N, I promise this is not what it looks like." Tom quiclky said, knowing the way he looked had probably alarmed you, you could tell Tom was probably drunk off his ass.

"Save your apologies, I just want to know what the hell is wrong with you." You told him before more apologies slipped off of his chapped lips, whatever happened, you wanted to get it done with, you wanted to know the answers to all the questions that had been in your head for weeks.

"You've been avoiding me for weeks and now I see all this pictures of you and your Co-Star, please, just tell me, for how long has this been going on?"

"I was drunk, I swear, it only happened once." He was quick to tell you, guilt had already consumed him and he didn't want to lie to you anymore.

Your gaze fell to the floor, you didn't even want to see Tom in the eyes, you couldn't believe the person you loved most would hurt you like that.

"Am I supposed to believe it only happened once? When you've been acting so shady for weeks?" You replied back, Tom's mouth was open, you expected him to reply to you almost immediately, but he didn't.

"You have to believe me baby, please, you are the only woman I want to love."

"Oh, bullshit, don't do this to me Thomas, if you loved me enough you wouldn't have done it, if you loved Y/D/N, you wouldn't have done it."

You just wanted him to leave so you could never see him again, you couldn't, not without knowing what he had done, you pushed him out the door and to your surprise he walked out without resisting.

"Happy anniversary." You told him before closing the door right on his face.

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My love life is a mess right now lmao, help me 😂

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-Sarahxx