Family Issues - Tom Holland x Reader (Mob!)

Part 1

A/n: Just before you start the story, I just want to point out that the first few chapters may seem a little rushed but I can reassure you it gets better.

Y/n pov:

I got home after an excruciatingly long day at work, I threw my bag on the stand next to the door and fell onto the sofa where Amy was sitting watching TV.

"Was it that bad?" She asked turned to look at me.

"You know I hate it there. Steve (the boss at work) is such a fucking perv." Amy laughed as I turned my attention to the TV, watching whatever was on, "Where's Sophie?"

"She's out getting outfits for tonight."

"What's tonight?" I turned back to Amy.

"We are going out and you're coming with us."

"And why's that?" I said standing up and walking to the kitchen to get myself a drink, Amy following behind me. They knew I hated clubbing and drinking in general.

"Because you never go out with us and we all have this weekend off."

"ummmm... Sure?" I said, although it seemed more like a question.

"Wait, really?"

"I mean... Yeh I have nothing better to do with myself." Her jaw dropped. Me? Leaving the house? Never.

I feel like clubbing will help me, help me get over my pass life. When I left my family home, I knew I had to change. Or at least act the way I always wanted to act. I never really went clubbing or anything because 'it wasn't my thing' but it just brought back memories. Memories I think it's time to drown.

"So, what time we leaving?"

"Whenever we are ready."
"So.. let's get ready. I. Want. To. Get. Drunkkk."

"Who - what - since when do you drink?"

"Since now."

We went into my bedroom and we started to scan my wardrobe for an appropriate outfit but luckily Sophie soon arrived and helped us.

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It took us quite a long amount of time to get ready but we got there in the end. It was now 8:30pm and we were in a cab going to one of the greatest clubs in London because, as the girls said, "Since y/n is coming this has to be good."

We soon arrived at the club and a long line stretched across the pathway. The girls moaned and started to drag me to the line but I had a mischievous plan so I grabbed their hands and pulled then towards the security guard. They gave me questioning looks but it was worth a shot, right?

As we approached I whispered to the girl to act like some stubborn sluts that go clubbing all the time and they did just that.

We approached the security and he put his hand out blocking our entrance so I gave him a stunned look.

"I'm sorry, do you know who I am?" I shouted while he tilted his head in denial causing me to sigh dramatically and whisper to the girls loud enough for him to hear.

"Come on, let's go to an actual good club and somewhere where people know who we are."

In the corner of my eye, the security guy straightened up and coughed. He smiled and gestured for us to enter. I gave him a bitch smile and walked passed him with the girls behind.

When we entered I was pulled back by the pounding music and strong smell of alcohol but I quickly got used to the scent as the girls started jumping up and down like 5 year olds.
"How the hell did you accomplish that?" Sophie asked hopping Infront of me.

"Yeh, in all the times we went clubbing we never thought of that." Amy added before we all giggled.

"I don't know how but I knew it'd work and I guess.. beginners luck?"

"Okay, well, come on. Your first 3 drinks are on meee." I rolled my eyes as Sophie pulled me towards the bar, quickly ordering some superbly strong drinks.

I glanced at the glass in front of me for a couple of seconds, debating whether or not I should take it as memories of the past came flooding back. I've never been good with alcohol. However, I quickly pushed them to the side downing the drink in one shot letting the liquor burn the back of my throat.

"Damn girl you really did need a drink." Amy said while placing her half empty cup on the table. I laughed as she continued, "Come on, let's go dance." She grabbed my hand and we went to the dance floor.

Luckily it didn't take long for her and Sophie to get distracted by the presence of some guys so I walked back to the bar, desperate for another strong drink as I was not too keen on dancing.

I sat down opposite the bar tender, slapping my hand against the table capturing his attention, "Give me the strongest thing you have."

"Rough night?" He asked genuinely interested while placing the drink in front of me.

"Something like that." I smiled weakly before once again downing the drink in one shot. But when I finished I felt a pair of sharp eyes targeting me from across the club.

Tom's pov:

I had a difficult day, many shit went down with keeping my pretty face a private piece of information but we sorted it out in the end. Everything that occured frustrated me and I simply knew I needed to relax. And my way to relax is to go clubbing and get distracted by some random chick.

I got to one of the club's I own, and I got in without any trouble. When I got myself a good position, giving me a full view of the bar, I observed. I needed a distraction and it didn't take me long to find found it.

A beautiful girl with an amazing body sitting at the bar, alone, downing a shot. She obviously felt me staring as she turned back and glared directly at me. A little smirk crept up on my face as she eyed my appearance and what I was wearing.

To be honest, it was a casual outfit, still in my work clothes, a black suit with a tie. I slowly started to make my way towards her, checking her out, as she shuffled around in her seat. When I stood in front of her, I leaned against the bar gently admiring her not so discretely as her mouth formed into a smirk. A hot smirk.

"Oi, Antony," I called at the bar tender, "please get a drink for miss..." I turned to her, asking for her name as she playfully rolled her eyes whilst laughing.

"Y/n."

"Y/n, be sure it's a-"

"Strong one!" She finished for me as I turned to her. I scanned her mesmerising eyes as she glared at me with the same fury. 

Tonight will be fun..