Tom Holland IMAGINES

Mr. Delmar (Peter Parker)

"Come in." Mr. Delmar stepped out of the way.

Peter stepped in, and wiped off his shoes.

"Where do you plan on taking my perfect and lovely daughter tonight?" Mr. Delmar asked, crossing his arms.

"Um... there's a nice place down the street that we're gonna go to." Peter rubbed his neck and subconsciously looked down, making it obvious to Mr. Delmar that he was nervous.

"Don't be nervous son." Mr. Delmar said, placing a hand on Peter's back. "You ever taken out a girl before?"

"No sir." Peter replied.

"Ah, treat here with respect, like she is a princess, and show her a good time." Mr. Delmar told him.

"Will do." Peter looked up and smiled.

Then they both heard the sound of heels clicking down the stairs. Their heads turned in sync and their eyes met  you walking down the stairs.

"Estes preciosa." (You look beautiful) Mr Delmar said as he smiled.

You blushed and looked down. "Papá no me avergüence." (Dad don't embarrass me.)

"You do look really beautiful." Peter said, blood rushes to his cheeks.

"Thanks Peter." You said while walking towards him.

"We better get going Mr. Delmar, the taxi is outside." Peter said.

"Alright kids, Have Fun!! But not too much fun." He said pointing at Peter.

"Will do." Peter chuckled and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of your house.

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Peter sat across from you in a booth at a nice Italian restaurant. You were eating a salad while Peter was eating a breadstick... his eighth one.

"Mmm," Peter said with a mouth full of food. "These are so good."

"Yeah, you've eaten every one of them. I'm guessing you don't come here often." You giggled and set down your fork.

"Nope. But I'm gonna have to start." Peter responded popping the last bit of his breadstick into his mouth.

"Well, you better not eat anymore or you'll be full when your pasta comes."

"Yeah I guess..." he said while setting down the ninth breadstick he was about to eat.

"So What school do you go to?" Peter asked.

"Midtown. Haven't you seen me around?"

Peter was filled with embarrassment. "Oh my god, you're in my Spanish, science, and history."

"Yeah, I, um, I am." You responded, you tilted your head down. You were upset that Peter didn't remember.

Peter took his hand and placed it under your chin. "Look, I'm sorry that I forgot. Damn I'm a dick. But it was just because you're so beautiful and I'm just blanking. I know it's a lame excuse but it's honestly the truth."

You gave Peter a slight smile. "Ok."

"Ok." He smiled back.

Then seconds later the waiter walked past and handed you both your food. After 30 minutes of laughing and eating and talking you and Peter decided to leave. Peter paid and left a tip. Then he called a taxi.

"Wanna go hang out at my place. Unless that's too much for the first night. Uh, that sounded bad I mean to just watch a movie or something. You know and..." Peter was nervously babbling so you cut him off.

"I'd love to."

He smiled and exhaled.

The taxi arrived and the two of you got into the back. Peter grabbed your hand and squeezed it tightly the whole ride. You had a weird feeling in your stomach. Like a knot and you didn't know how to untie it. Every time Peter touched you the know got tighter. Am I in love already or am I just a hormonal teenager... I don't know. Thoughts ran through your head the whole ride.

"Thanks." Peter said to the taxo driver as he stopped outside of Peter's apartment building.

"No problem." The man replied.

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Peter walked you to his apartment then he pulled out his keys and opened the door.

You stepped in and Peter followed behind you. Then he threw his keys onto the counter causing you to jump a little.

"Sorry." He laughed.

"So where's your Aunt?" You asked. You knew a lot more about Peter than you should of. But Instagram allowed you a little more into his life than you needed to be.

"Oh, May is at a book club. She'll be there until 11." He said.

You nodded. "So that means..."

"We're alone for 3 hours." Peter finished your sentence.

Then he pushed you up against the wall and roughly placed a kiss on your lips. You kissed him back and he slowly moved his kisses to your neck. His soft lips gave you goosebumps. You reached for his belt.

"Your dad said..." Peter said before you cut him off.

"My dads not here." You whispered.

I HOPE YOU LIKED IT. I'm so sorry that took so long. School started and I had no time between school and therapy. I'm so sorry. But keep reading I have more coming!!