"Jesus." My eyes fluttered open, my eyebrows furrowing with the tiredness that still had a gentle grasp on me as I felt Tom sit up next to me. I squinted at the morning sunlight, the brightness making my head hurt and my eyes strain as I looked over my shoulder at the naked body. He gave me a small smile as he noticed my eyes on him.

"Morning, beautiful." He spoke in the most gorgeous and husky morning voice that I'd ever heard. I smiled and bit my lip at the nickname before sitting up and holding the sheets against my bare chest.

"Morning, Tommy." I whispered in return. He smiled and bit his lip, his gaze looking at mine and his fingers gently holding my chin as he leant in. He gently kissed me again, making me return it and smile into it at how perfect every single moment felt with the boy. I didn't want it to end. But it had to, eventually. He broke the kiss and looked at me, making me sigh quietly as I knew that it was time to get out of here, even if I didn't want to. I pecked his lips once more, making him smile as I leant over the side of the bed and grabbed my underwear. Tom's eyebrows furrowed as I stood up.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Look, Tommy, last night was amazing, just like the first night was, but I'm not a one-night-stand type of girl." I sighed and shook my head as I looked at him, and started to pull my underwear back on.

"Well, why have we hooked up twice then?" he scoffed and shook his head.

"I don't know, because you're amazing and kind, and you're so good in bed, and I...I don't know." I gulped. He smirked at me, his lip in between his teeth as his eyes flicked over my face.

"I'm pretty sure that that was your way of saying that you like me. So, yes, I like you too." He chuckled as he sat up. I bit my lip and looked down, my cheeks heating up rapidly at his words. How was I falling this quickly for this guy? I knew that it wasn't due to his fame and money, which left the only explanation as that there was a genuine connection between us. I had to admit that I was starting to think that I was God's favourite, if I had this much of a natural connection with the Tom Holland.

"Anyway, if you're not a one-night-stand type of girl, how about we make this permanent?" he asked as he raised his knees underneath the covers, and rested his arms on them as he joined his hands. My eyes widened as I looked at him.

"What?" I asked.

"You know, be a couple, or at least let me take you on a real date. We've not even had one yet, we've just had sex." He chuckled. I returned it and bit my lip, my eyes wandering over his face as I contemplated his suggestion. Whilst sex with Tom was amazing, I had to admit that doing more with him, actually entering into a relationship with him, sounded hell of a lot better than just sex.

"So, what, this is you officially asking me out?" I teased and raised my eyebrow.

"Yeah, it is. We go on a date or two, see how we like each other when we're not fucking, and maybe this can be a thing?" he asked and looked hopefully at me. I sighed and bit my lip. I had to admit that I still had slight reservations about accepting Tom's date proposal. After all, I would be surely opening a massive can of worms by agreeing to date such a famous and well-known guy. But also, from what I'd seen of Tom so far, that was a can of worms that was worth opening if it meant that I got to be with him. I looked at him, the boy biting his lip and raising his eyebrows as he waited for my answer.

"Okay. I'll give you my number." I nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fluttering shut at my words.

"Awesome." He smiled and nodded before handing me his phone. I typed in my number and handed it back.

"Okay, I'm going to go now." I chuckled and nodded as I stepped into my dress and pulled it up.

"What? Why?" he whined dramatically.

"Tom, I'm not a one-night-stand girl, I can't be seen doing the walk of shame, especially not from your room." I scoffed. He paused and let his eyebrows furrow, clearly in thought.

"Okay." He chuckled. I returned it and shook before turning around.

"Zip me up, please." I smiled sweetly at him over my shoulder.

"Yes, my love." He teased, making me giggle and bite my lip as I looked back forward and he appeared behind me. I kept my eyes ahead of me, my heart jumping in my chest as I felt his hands rest against the small of my back so that his fingers could hold the zip. I gulped harshly, Tom knowing exactly what he was doing as he pulled the zip up, but also seemed to make a point of having his other hand run up my back before the zip raised. The action sent shivers down my spine, the feeling of his warm fingers running up my back being one that I definitely wanted to experience again as he did the zip all of the way up.

"You're forgetting something, love." Tom mumbled into my ear, making me gulp harshly again as he leant down and gently kissed my neck. I looked over my shoulder at him.

"What did I forget?" I scoffed.

"My kiss." He smiled cheekily. I chuckled and shook my head, my mind now way past teasing Tom by denying him things like kisses as I leant up. I held his cheek as I pressed our lips together, him returning the kiss as he cupped my cheek too to help my head tilt at the right angle to kiss him. I squealed as suddenly, he grabbed my hips, the boy pulling me down onto the bed and rolling over so that he was pinning me down.

"Tom!" I laughed and squealed as he leant down and started to kiss my neck again, though this time, they were more open-mouthed and nippy in order to tease me.

"What?" he smirked teasingly as he raised his head and looked back down at me. I couldn't help but smile and bite my lip, Tom looking at me with happiness in his eyes as he gently rubbed his hand up and down my thigh.

"I need to go." I spoke softly as I cupped his cheek again. He sighed and nodded, his lips giving me a small smile before he pecked my lips and rolled back off of me. I stood from the bed and looked over my shoulder, my lips giving the kind boy one more smile before I grabbed my bag and headed to the door of his room.

I walked into the restaurant of the hotel and looked around for Haley and Harrison. My eyes landed on them eventually, a smile also tugging onto my lips as Tom was already down for breakfast, and was sitting with our two best friends. I had to wonder if he'd told Haley and Harrison about our hook-up last night, and the fact that he'd asked me out this morning. But right now, all I knew was that I wasn't going to say anything about it to Haley until I knew for sure whether or not Tom had said something first. I walked towards the table, making all three of them look up at me as I got to them, and sat down next to Tom.

"Morning, you." He smirked, making me return the smirk and look down as he put his hand on my thigh underneath the table.

"Morning." I smiled as I tried not to let Haley and Harrison see where his hand was.

"Did you two sleep well? Harrison and I slept like a dream, but we are in the honeymoon suit." Haley giggled and looked at Harrison, making the boy smile and kiss her cheek as he put his arm around her.

"Not really, unfortunately. I didn't sleep much at all, to be honest. I was too busy doing...other...things." Tom spoke as he gently squeezed my thigh. I bit my lip and looked down, all of the heat in my body rushing to my cheeks as I glued my eyes to my lap in an attempt to hide my smirk.

"Y/N, can I talk to you for a moment?" Harrison asked. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked at him in confusion as to why he alone was asking to talk to me. After all, I was friends with him, but only really because he was with Haley, and so I had no idea why he'd want to talk to me without Haley, and what it would be about. But I guessed that I had to find out.

"Sure." I nodded hesitantly, Harrison giving me a small smile as we stood up. He gently took my arm, making me gulp and look at him as he led me away from the table, and to the side of the restaurant.

"Sorry if I did that a bit awkwardly, I didn't want to rouse either Haley or Tom's suspicions." He nodded as he looked at me.

"Well, I can't talk for them, but you definitely roused my suspicions." I scoffed, making him give me a sheepish smile.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out. Anyway, I pulled you aside to ask how the thing with Tom is going." he nodded. My eyes widened, my heart jumping harshly in my chest at him admitting that he knew. And if he knew, the likelihood was that Haley knew too.

"W-what thing?" I scoffed in an attempt to plead ignorance.

"There's no point in lying, Y/N, he's my best friend, he tells me everything, especially when he hooks up with a girl that he likes. Don't worry, I didn't know if you'd told Haley yet, and I didn't know if you'd want her to know, so I haven't mentioned it to her." He reassured. I sighed and looked down, my mind contemplating how much to tell Harrison before my gaze flicked back up to the boy.

"We've only hooked up twice, nothing else has happened." I shrugged nonchalantly as I tried to downplay the situation.

"Yeah, but you gave him your number." He scoffed. My eyes widened.

"Wow. He really did tell you everything, huh." I chuckled awkwardly as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"I just...look, you're a good friend, so I wanted to warn you that Tom used to be a major fuck boy." He sighed. My eyes widened at his words.

"You're meant to be his best friend, why are you trying to sabotage him?" I scoffed.

"I'm not, I just think that you deserve to know the truth. Some of his hook-ups and flings and stuff ended badly, and I don't think that it would be fair on you if you only found out about that shit if you two ever bump into someone, or that shit comes back to haunt him." He nodded. I gulped and looked at Tom, who was still sitting at the table with Haley as the pair of them talked. My heart was thumping more harshly at the idea that Harrison was right. After all, everything else seemed perfect about the situation, and so I would truly be heartbroken if something like this meant that we couldn't be together after all. I sighed and bit my lip as I looked back at Harrison.

"How much of a fuckboy are we talking?" I gulped.

"Serious fuckboy levels, I won't lie. He used to have quite the reputation. I will tell you that he's not really one anymore, since he started to calm it down when he decided that he wants to settle down, but people don't just change overnight, and he seemingly did. One night, he was going out and fucking ten different girls, and then the next, he was swearing that the next girl that he hooked up with would be the one that he married. I'm not trying to shame him or anything, he can do whatever he wants with his body, but I wanted to warn you in case I am right about him not having changed overnight." He admitted. My eyes widened, my heart sinking slightly at Harrison telling me the full extent of how much Tom had been a fuckboy, only recently too from what it sounded like.

"Well, that's not good." I gulped and shook my head.

"I know. That being said, I think that you're different already." He nodded. I looked at him.

"Why are you telling me that he's a fuckboy, and then saying immediately after that I'm different?" I scoffed and shook my head.

"Because you deserve to know the whole truth. He used to be like that, but that was only a couple of months ago and I doubt that he'll tell you himself, so I'm just warning you. But, he does really like you. I've never heard him talk about any of his girlfriends like he's talked about you, and all you two have done is talked for a couple of hours and slept together twice, you're not even officially dating yet. I know that you're going to think me crazy for saying this, but he may even love you already." He admitted. My eyes widened, my mouth falling open at his words as my heart jumped violently in my chest. Whilst Tom and I already had an undeniable connection, that was a whole other thing from loving each other. But also the more that I thought about it...maybe I felt the same. I gulped and looked back at Tom, my heart fluttering purely at the sight of him talking to Haley. He smiled and then laughed at something that she said, his smile nothing short of perfect as he nodded and relaxed back into his chair. Everything about him, I already loved, I already didn't want to live without. And so maybe I did love him already after all. Though, I couldn't let Harrison know that yet. I had to continue denying it for now.

"We've had sex twice and we've known each other for a month, how could he possibly love me?" I gulped as I looked back at him.

"You know when you've met the one. I knew with Haley as soon as I started talking to her. You're his one, Y/N." he spoke gently. I choked as I looked at Tom, a million thoughts running uncontrollably through my head as I desperately tried to process everything that Harrison had just said to me. That after such a short period of time together, Tom was seemingly already convinced that I was the love of his life. I was the one who he was meant to be with, who would make him happy for the rest of his days. The thought honestly warmed my heart, and now, I just had to figure out if I felt that way about him, too.

"Is he your one?" Harrison asked, his voice snapping me out of my thoughts as it rang out. I looked at him and bit my lip as I carefully thought about my answer.

"Do you love him, Y/N?" he asked again. I gulped, my eyes wavering as they stayed on him.

"Yes."