avengers imagines

fake love || tom holland

fake love. all of it. he says sorry, but you can never be sure he means it. not anymore. why? because it was fake. all of it. every. single. damn. moment. worst part; it was a two year relationship. a two year relationship full of lies and betrayal.

everything, it was perfect. until one day, i ran into one of tom's college mates. (i know he didn't go to college, but for the sake of the story they both have. that's where you two met.) his name.. what was his name? you couldn't remember. what you could remember, though, was him telling you of all the things tom has done to break you. starting with a dare.

yeah, a stupid, pointless, hurtful dare.

it was a regular party, one that tom  occasionally attended. it always ended with the same thing; a drunk game of truth or dare. "tom..." his friend, harrison slurred. "yeaaaaa.." tom replied, obviously and clearly wasted. "i dare you tooooo.." haz began, laughing drunkly. "sleep with nerd y/n" haz finished. "i will hazzle.." tom replied, clearly not knowing the mess he was in for.

unfortunately, haz had remembered the dare. tom's goal was to get close enough to you so that you would sleep with him. that was his only intention. thus, that never happened. though, he told his mates he did just to be 'popular'.

oh, but they didn't stop at that. no. definitely not. if he could possibly get close enough to the point that you'd sleep with him, they thought, then a fun little dating game would be fun.

another party was happening, though tom had only had one shot. he was nowhere near wasted, but of course, being the campus' party hooligans, they did some dares. "tommy boy! you're up!" tony said, slapping tom's back. the party animal, none other than tom holland, nodded, accepting the dare. anything they had to throw at him. "i dare you to date y/n." harrison said blankly. except that. "eh.. i'm sorry?" tom said, making sure he heard him right. "date. y/n," haz started, "come on, mate! imagine all the fun it would be! we'll pay you.." haz finished off with a bribe. of course. tom raised an eyebrow. "how much?"

and he was sold. at the time, it seemed like the best idea. but, now? after two years of being in a relationship? something he'd thought he'd never have with anyone? oh, yeah. in every shape or form was that the worst decision he'd ever made. he should've grown a pair and asked you out, tom thought.

you weren't sticking around for any of that bullsh*t. you were through. fed up with the lies.
disappointed that you trusted the man of trouble. how could you have been so stupid? to think that he'd ever love you? you scoffed, shaking you head whilst tears slowly came down your face. and the fact that he did this for money.. that he never loved you; at all...

yeah. it hurt. like hell.

tom's p.o.v. ~
y/n walked through the doors of our shared apartment, looking like she had just seen a ghost. "darling?" i called out. "liar.." she whispered, almost inaudibly. "w- what..?" i questioned, nervously. "you. f*cking. LIAR! EVERYTHING! IT WAS ALL A LIE! ALL A F*CKING DARE!" she screamed at me. she screamed. something i've never seen her do, ever. not to me, not to anyone. "h- how did you know.." i asked quietly, not wanting to make her even more furious. "how long, huh? how long did you think it would be until i found out?" she questioned, fury still in her tone, yet she was much quieter. "i.. i.." i stuttered, unable to form sentences. "did you ever love me?" she asked in her soft. i stayed quiet. i knew the answer; a straight yes. but, something was holding me back from saying that i loved her. i always did. and i always will.

she scoffed, walking right through the door. i loved her. and i let her walk right out of my life. my love, my darling, my princess, my world, my baby, my everything. she's gone. i cried for the first time in ages, letting out all of my bottled emotions. sobbing. sobbing because i miss her. sobbing because i love her. and here i am, i let her go.

y/n's p.o.v. ~
i walked out to my car which was in the parking lot. i got in, sulking. moving deeper into the seats as i let out my tears. he never loved me. the words kept repeating in my head. my head was pounding. i could feel nothing but pain, yet i felt numb. he was gone. the best thing that had ever happened to you, he was gone. and what can you do about that? absolutely nothing.

"do you want him back?" "yes."

i'd take him back in seconds. he can break my heart and stomp all over it, yet i'd still pick up the pieces and offer what i have left. i know, even if he did take my offer, it wouldn't be enough. i was never enough for tom. yeah, you always thought poorly about yourself, but, now? god, you wished you never existed. it was tom's fault, but could you blame him?

"the heart wants what it wants."

"you never stop loving someone. you either find someone you love more or you never loved them at all."

oh, and your heart ached for tom. for his touch. for his arms around yours and his lips gently kissing yours. there's no way in hell you'll ever love someone the way you loved tom. it would be such a miracle if you found someone who you loved more, but completely stopping your love for tom? god, you wish.

you wish you didn't have to feel the hurt that you did that night. nearly crashing four times due to tears in your eyes. but, let's be honest, if you crashed, would you really care? you had lost everything. who knew everything could be a person. but, the real question: would anyone else care? if minutes ago you were alive and well, then.. just.. gone?

the thought lingered in your head, always falling onto tom and his opinion. he wouldn't care. of course he wouldn't he's probably damn proud and happy to tell his mates that he had just broken the nerd's heart. what hurt the most? the fact that he said he loved you? or the fact that he promised he would never hurt you?

both.