Have you ever felt like there was something wrong with you: with who you are and what've you done? Well, I've been feeling like this my whole life since the day I realized that I was madly in love with Tom Holland.

I never really said "I love you" to anyone, the first time I told him how I felt was after 5 months of relationship. We were at the beach since it was summer, we were both talking about getting our own flat to share while we were just chilling in the water. He then hugged me and kissed me on my forehead, that was something I won't ever get used to and that precise moment I knew I could go on without him.

I hugged him back and as my lips were close to his ear, I whispered. "I love you." I will never forget his reaction, the way he smiled and kissed me telling me that he loved me more and that he was the happiest man alive.

We never shared a flat until our second anniversary anyway, we didn't have enough money to pay it, I was still in school and he started to work with his father in his firm. However, I didn't want him to pay for everything and after school, I started to work at a little shop while I entered the university.

Our families were pretty close, Tom and Harrison became best friends very quickly and I tried to be his brother's friend as well, but it didn't work out with the twins but I had a great relationship with Paddy, his youngest brother. Harry and Sam weren't that bad after all, they were mostly angry at Tom which probably meant they behaved like that with me to get to him not that he cared.

It's been 3 years now, my dad comes to visit us almost every weekend and my mom, well, after she calmed down she came to say sorry. Right now she's in a relationship with another man while my dad says he's fine being single. Harrison is engaged, which I found difficult to believe at first.

Everything was just fine, Thessa and I worked hard to finish our studies, her dream right now is to start a dancing career while I'm dreaming to become a lawyer just like my dad.

After so many things we've been through, I was happy to say that we were in love and that our life was going on fantastically.  "Tom? Have you seen my bag?" I asked looking into my wardrobe. "I can't find anywhere!" I yelled stressed, I was late for a job interview.

As I closed the wardrobe I sighed anxiously. "Do you know what I like to wear every day?" I turned to face my boyfriend with my bag in his hand.

"Very funny, give it to me." I tried to take it from him, but he just raised it so I couldn't, he closed the distance between us and smirked.

"I like to wear the smile you give me every day." and with that, he kissed my lips before giving me my bag, I took it and pulled away shaking my head.

"You still can beat me with those pickup lines, you know?" I joked and he shrugged. "Thanks for the help though." 

"Anything for my lady." I rolled my eyes playfully. "Don't worry about your interview, you'll be perfect."

"That isn't what my last boss said." I chuckled and he did the same. "Maybe I shouldn't have called him a stupid dick." 

Tom gave me a look. "You don't say:"

"What? He had it coming." I took my phone and put it in my pocket. "See you later." I hugged him and pressed my lips against his. He smiled again.

"I have a little surprise for you tonight." he whispered at my ear and I rolled my eyes, we all knew that Tom was awful at keeping secrets.

"Tell me you aren't going to propose, are you?" I teased him and he widened his eyes in shock.

"What? But how...?" his jaw dropped.

"Tom." I laughed. "We share the same wardrobe, don't you think I've noticed a ring between your socks?" I raised my eyebrows and he chuckled a little. "Well, I'm gonna go now. I hope you have a great surprise for me when I get back." 

"Oh, you will."