"Tom, stop." I spoke sternly, though trying not to laugh or even smile as the attractive boy, and my best friend, poked my cheek.

"You can't stay mad at me forever, Y/N/N." he smirked, his phone camera on me as he tried to get me to smile.

"Fuck off, Thomas, I'm trying to be mad at you." I huffed, accidentally letting a small giggle slip my lips at the end. Tom laughed and nodded before looking at his camera.

"For those of you who are only just joining my livestream, this adorable little gal is very annoyed at me because I ate the last row of her chocolate, which I bought for her in America. And I bought it, with my hard-earned money, so technically, it was my chocolate, and therefore it's alright." He shrugged, smirking as he looked up at me.

"That logic is so deeply flawed, you bought me that chocolate as a present, so that made it automatically mine, AND we can't get it in England, which is why I asked you to buy it for me in the first place!" I exclaimed.

"You love me really, darling." Tom smirked before looking at the camera. The statement made my heart jump, the nickname sending butterflies to my stomach, and the statement doing the same. Only issue was that Tom meant he loved me as a best friend. I loved him as more.

"Anyway, you guys don't watch my livestreams to hear us bickering, so next question. Um..." Tom mumbled, looking at the screen and trying to pick out a question.

"Oh, okay, I'll do this one because it's one that I get asked at least once every time I do any form of interview. Are you and Y/N dating?" Tom read out. My eyes widened and my face turned crimson at the question, even more so as I knew that Tom's response would crush my heart, without him even knowing it.

"We are not dating, no. I'm not actually seeing anyone right now, not necessarily by choice, but that's how it is. I love Y/N, so much, but not like that. We're just best friends. Nothing more." Tom nodded, my heart sinking further at the smile accompanying the answer that told me that he was confident in his words.

"You want to add anything, Y/N?" Tom asked, looking at me. My eyes widened slightly.

"Um...ew, no, I'd have to be crazy to want to date this smelly loser." I chuckled slightly, trying to play it off as cool. It worked, making Tom laugh and nod before looking at the camera.

"What a lovely best friend. Anyway, it's stupidly late over here, so I'm going to go. Love all you guys so much, thank you for everything, check out "Spiderman: Far from home" and I'll see you guys later." He smiled before turning his phone off and flopping down onto the bed beside me.

"Damn. Why does that question about us dating always come up?" Tom chuckled, closing his eyes as he buried his face into the hotel's white bed sheets.

"People are curious, I guess." I gulped, timidly looking at him. He nodded tiredly, and I could tell by the way that his breathing was slowing that he was falling asleep. Don't ask him now, Y/N, I thought as I looked at the sleeping god next to me. Don't ask him now, now is not the right time, don't you dare-.

"Would us dating really be so bad, though?" I gulped, my heart almost thumping through my chest as I uttered the words. Tom's eyes shot open, making me feel sicker as he sat up and looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"What are you trying to say, Y/N?" he asked, moving closer to me on the bed.

"I-I just...think that us having a relationship...one, like girlfriend and boyfriend, a real one w-would be...nice." I stuttered, refusing to look into Tom's beautiful eyes as I could just feel them burning a hole into my face. My heart dropped as the minute of awkward silence between us gave me my answer.

"I mean-."

"Forget I said anything, Tom." I choked as I quickly scrambled off of the bed. Tom's eyes widened as he followed suit.

"What, no, hang on, Y/N-."

"God, I'm so stupid, why the fuck did I say that, I've ruined everything." I choked quietly as I started to shove my stuff into my bag, just wanting to get out of there as quickly as I could.

"Y/N, stop for one second-."

"How the hell did I convince myself that I actually had a shot with you? I mean, you're Tom fucking Holland, you're so talented, so kind, not to mention fucking hot and so ripped, and I'm just me, how the fuck, why the fuck did I convince myself that you'd like me back, you could literally have any girl, why would you go for me-."

"Y/N, for fucks' sake." Tom sighed before taking my wrist and pulling me into his chest. My eyes widened as he immediately leant down and pressed our lips together, his spare hand cupping my waist. I returned the kiss instantly, closing my eyes and cupping his face to bring him closer, making him pull me closer again. I broke the kiss and kept my eyes closed, slightly afraid that if I opened them, I'd see that the kiss was just a drunk dream, and that I was actually kissing some random guy in a bar.

"Y/N." Tom spoke gently, making the fear sink away as his voice, as well as the hand gently cupping my cheek, told me that it was definitely him. My eyes fluttered open and I couldn't help but smile as I was met with the view of his stunning hazel eyes.

"I have wanted to kiss you since you kicked Harry in the balls for stealing my basketball when we were ten." He nodded, making me laugh and bury my face into his chest.

"I had no idea that you felt the same." I spoke.

"Why wouldn't I, love? All that stuff you said before isn't fair to you. You're absolutely amazing. You're the kindest, most caring person I've ever met, you don't give yourself credit for just how beautiful you are and honestly, you're the girl that I'm in love with." He admitted. I gasped slightly at his confession, still worried that this was all one sick dream.

"I'm in love with you too, Tom." I whispered. He smiled and cupped my cheek before leaning down and joining our lips again.

~One week later~

I lay in Tom's bed, scrolling through my phone as I waited for him to come to bed.

"Babe." I looked up and bit my lip as Tom walked in, wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants that were hanging dangerously low on his hips.

"You look hot." I nodded, making him laugh as he walked towards the bed.

"Why thank you, sweetheart. I'm going to do a livestream, you want in?" he asked.

"Sure." I shrugged as I sat up and tidied up my hair a bit so that it didn't resemble a bird's nest as much.

"Here we go." Tom mumbled as he sat next to me so that both of our backs were resting against the headboard.

"Hey, guys! Just thought I'd say hi from the Holland house, where I'm joined by the lovely Y/N." he smiled, looking at me.

"Hey, everyone." I chuckled, waving at the camera as questions started to flood in.

"Wow, lots of questions already, um...oh, I like this one. What's it like working with Zendaya?" he read out.

"Honestly, it's amazing. She's an incredible actor, and she's an amazing friend to both Y/N and I, so I respect her immensely in both of those areas. Shout-out to her if she's watching, I doubt she is, but sometimes she tunes in." he chuckled before looking at the screen again to see the questions.

"Ah, yes, I was hoping that this one would come up. Are you and Y/N dating?" Tom read out. I couldn't help but smile and bite my lip, as I knew that for the first time, my heart wouldn't be hurt by the answer.

"We actually are." He nodded, smiling at me. I bit my lip and rested my head on his bare shoulder.

"After last week's livestream, we had a talk about our feelings, I guess, towards each other. Turns out, it was the typical situation of both of us having had feelings for years and neither of us saying anything because we didn't know, but there you go. It's been a week of us officially together, but I think that in reality, we've been unofficially together for at least a few months, if not years. Would you agree with that, darling?" Tom asked, looking at me.

"Definitely." I nodded. He returned it and gave me a smile before leaning in and kissing me. Normally, I wouldn't want to kiss him on camera, especially in a livestream where he had thousands of fans watching, but I didn't care in that moment. I smiled into it, Tom closing his eyes as I held his face and sunk into the kiss. Tom smirked and lowered the phone as he deepened the kiss, making me smile against his lips as he gently pushed me down onto the bed and hovered over me.

"Tom...your livestream." I giggled against his lips.

"It can wait." He smirked, making me laugh as he moved his kisses down to my neck.