avengers imagines

with her || tom holland

just gonna start off by saying im so happy for tom and nadia! nadias gorgeous and im just so glad that tom is happy. this idea just popped into my head, i mean no disrespect towards nadia or toms relationship. enjoy:)

your p.o.v.

"but tom, you promised.." i said sadly as tom, for the fourth time this month, canceled his plans with me to hangout with haz.

"i know, darling but he offered to play golf today. i've been dying to go, i haven't been in months! i didn't know he was gonna do it, i swear." he said to you, and you believed him.

"okay.." you whispered, still a bummed out that he ditched you for his best friend.

"i'll call you later, okay? i love you."

"i love you too, tommy."

nobody really knew about you and tom's relationship, besides close friends and family, of course. but you were a shy girl, the complete opposite of tom.

you hated the spotlight. artsy, loved school. tom soaked it all in, the fans, the paparazzi, all of it.

if the secret were to let out that you and tom were together, (and have been for almost a year,) i'm sure people would think you weren't good enough for tom.

i mean, seriously. you could barely handle a single reporter. but, you were fine with staying behind the cameras, anyway.

it's been two hours since that phone call with tom, and you decided to go on instagram for a bit.

you noticed tom was active on instagram at the moment, which was weird since he loved golf, he never turned on his phone for a second.

ignoring it, you responded to your friends' dms.

you then scrolled through your feed, seeing a picture of a girl. the clouds caught your attention. a beautiful blue sky.

you then looked at the girls face. the hair, the eyes? though she had a mask on, you could tell who that was. nadia? but you weren't following her on any social media. why the hell is she on your feed?

none of your other friends are friends with her, or so you thought.

you looked at the username, seeing the blue checkmark next to the name. tomholland2013

you nearly dropped your phone in shock. what the hell? why was he with nadia?

recalling the dozens of times you've told tom about the shit she's done to you, why is he with her? and he.. lied?

tom never lied. mostly because he sucked at it.

how did i not even realize? thinking about it now, his voice was a lot higher than his normal tone, and his voice was shakey. he often stuttered.

you angrily dialed tom's number, and were even more pissed off when the call went straight to voicemail.

what the hell, tom?! you texted him, only to be left on read. you called haz, he didn't answer, either.

letting out a groan of frustration, you locked your phone and threw it to the side, not wanting to be on social media anymore. not wanting to see the millions of headlines talking about, "tom's new girl."

i impatiently waited for tom to get home. when he finally did, it was four hours later than usual.

instead of lashing out on him like you thought you would, you stayed quiet, and so did he.

you had to get your thoughts together first. "that was really fucking stupid, tom." you finally said, and he nodded. "i know."

"seriously, you're going to lie to me.. and then post about it? i mean seriously. i knew you were bad at lying, but not this bad, and plain stupid! you're an actor for crying out loud." i said in a neutral tone. i wasn't going to yell at him. not now, at least.

"i'm really sorry, y/n.." was all he could say. sorry? for what, rubbing it in my face that you were hanging out with my back stabbing ex-best friend? sorry that you put it out for the whole world to see? what are you sorry for, tom?

"i've told you over, and over again the things she's done to me." i said with a sniffle and tears in my eyes.

he didn't say a word, only looked away from me, knowing i was about to start crying.

"and you lied about where you were going, went to go hangout with my ex-bext friend..? c'mon tom, i trusted you."

i guess that must've hit him hard, you know. knowing that he's broken my trust after trying so hard to earn it.

"baby, please, i'm so sorry.."

"have you done it before? lied about where you were going? i want the truth, tom. please." he didn't answer.

"tom.." i said with a shakey voice. "i don't ask for your passowords, i don't ask for your phone.. all i'm asking is that you tell me the truth."

"yes, i have." with those simple three words and one blink, the tears began falling down my face.

"have you hung out with her before?"

"yes."

"how many times..?"

"once."

i paused. "tom.."

"four times." he finally let out, and i sobbed.