Tom Holland Imagines

Glasses Boy (P.P.)

2nd Person POV

Peter Parker is the cutest person alive. You have never seen anyone else so cute and so innocent before, and that's what you like about him. And the day he got glasses, oh gosh, you about died.

"Quit staring, Y/N, or else you are going to get caught." MJ says harshly in your direction. She puts her hand on your chin and moves it in her direction, away from the boy and his best friend. Never in a million year would you bet that MJ would put down her book for you. Yeah, she is your best friend, but it takes a lot from her to put down a good book.

You sigh and stare down at your half eaten lunch. "I know, I know, but I—I can't help it when he looks—"

"—like the cutest geek in the world." MJ finishes your sentence and you slowly sink into the lunch table. If it isn't embarrassing enough, he sits right down the table from you and MJ and might have heard all of it. "I say that if you don't ask him out by tomorrow after school, I'll do it for you. I refuse to watch you stay lovesick for your entire high school career, so we are getting you a boyfriend one way or another."

You nod your head at your best friend, "Okay, I'll do it. I can do this, no problem."

———

"MJ, I can't do this."

It took you until two in the morning to fall asleep due to nerves. Just thinking about Peter made you feel butterflies in your stomach. Now it is seven thirty in the morning and you have already had half of your cup of coffee.

She flips a page in her book, "Y/N, you have until after school today, then I tell him." MJ says in her singsong voice before returning to her book again.

The bell rings for first hour and you become a nervous wreck again. You have first and fourth hour with Peter, which means you literally can't get away from him at the end of the day. You look up from the table to see Peter walking out of the cafeteria and towards the math rooms upstairs.

"Your Prince Charming awaits," MJ teases, sticking her tongue out at you and shoving her own book into her bag. You and MJ both go in your separate directions to class, except your not ready at all to face the boy of your dreams.

He doesn't seem ready either. When you walk into math class for the morning, Peter is sitting awkwardly in his seat, face flushed, and nervously fidgeting his leg up and down. Every couple of minutes or so, you could see him pushing his glasses further up his nose.

"Are—are you okay, Peter?" you ask him quietly, hoping nobody else could hear you talking to him. At first, Peter didn't even expect you to be talking to him. He has been secretly waiting for it to happen, but he didn't expect it so soon. That and Peter is really good at acting. With his super hearing from spider senses, he heard your whole conversation with MJ yesterday. He also overheard that you find guys with glasses hot, so he decided to try it out for a day, which has now turned into months.

"I—I am, yup," Peter smiles, trying his best not to blow his cover to you. On the other hand, you are oblivious to everything he is doing. "I forgot we have a math test next block and I'm not prepared at all."

The color drains from your face, "Oh god, we do? I'm definitely going to bomb that." You look back down at your paper and looks at your recents notes, and of course, you have the test date written on your notes. How could you forget that?

"Don't worry, Y/N, I'm sure you are going to do great on the test."

"Most definitely not," you mumble under your breath. You knew Peter heard it too, which made you feel worse than you already do.