Requested by megholland: Y/N meets Zendaya whilst shopping and asks for a selfie. They start talking and Zendaya asks for Y/N's number, to pass onto her friend, Tom, who went through a bad breakup only a few months ago. Y/N is reluctant but says yes anyway without realising that this friend "Tom" is Tom Holland.

I walked around the shop, grabbing random groceries and putting them into the trolley as I went. My eyes drifted down the aisle before widening. No, that can't be her, I thought as I stared at the woman who stood at the end of the aisle. My eyes widened further. It definitely was. Somehow, the Zendaya was in an independent grocery store in London, at the same time as me. What were the chances?

"Excuse me." I gulped, making her look at me and smile as I walked towards her.

"Hey." she chuckled.

"I'm so sorry, I realise that you probably just want to be left alone and so tell me to fuck off if you want, but could I please have a selfie?" I smiled, making her laugh and shake her head.

"It's completely okay, I don't mind. Sure, you can have a selfie." she chuckled. I bit my lip and smiled as I got out my phone and held it up. She leant into me and smiled, her fingers in a "peace" sign as I took the photo.

"Thank you so much, you've made my life." I smiled, making her laugh as I looked at the photos. Her eyes drifted down to my phone.

"You a fan of Spiderman?" she asked. My eyes widened, a deep heat creeping over my cheeks as I realised that she'd clocked my Spiderman phone case. If the floor could just open up and swallow me now, that'd be great, I thought as I looked at her.

"I'm a massive fan of Spiderman, yeah. Though, I've got to say that it's extremely embarrassing being caught with this phone case by one of the main actors from it." I smiled, making her laugh again.

"I think that it's cute. It's nice to meet fans who are just up for a casual conversation." she reassured. I chuckled and bit my lip, very pleasantly surprised by how humble and kind she was being. Of course I didn't expect less from Zendaya, but I could hardly blame celebrities for telling people to fuck off when they were being constantly harassed.

"Hey, um, this is very random and feel free to say so if I'm overstepping, but I have a friend called Tom. He went through a really harsh breakup two months back, and I've been trying to get him back out there ever since. He's been reluctant, but you're exactly his type, so you might be just the push that he needs." she nodded. My eyes widened slightly.

"U-um...I don't know." I sighed and bit my lip. The truth was that I also had had my fair share of bad luck in the dating game. I had officially pulled myself out of trying to find love six months ago, figuring that burying myself into work and other commitments was a better use of my time than having my heart broken by guys who treated me like nothing more than the dirt on their shoes. I'd had too much experience with pieces-of-shit exes, but something about Zendaya told me that she'd never hang out with a guy like that. And so maybe this was worth a shot.

"At least let me give him your phone number. Then either you guys never speak and no harm done, or you go out on a date and really hit it off." she shrugged. I sighed and looked at her.

"Okay, alright. I suppose that giving him my number won't hurt." I chuckled nervously.

"Exactly." she smiled. I returned it and bit my lip as she gave me her phone. I typed my number into a notes page before handing back the phone.

"Thank you, it'll make his day me giving this to him. Oh, what's your name by the way?" she asked.

"Y/N. I know what your name is." I teased, making her laugh and shake her head.

"It was amazing to meet you, Y/N. I'll get Tom to text you." she promised.

"Brilliant. Thank you for the selfie and, my god, it was incredible to meet you." I smiled and shook my head, making her return the smile.

"I'll see you later." she chuckled, making me puff out as she walked away. My eyes widened slightly, my brain only just starting to process what had happened.

"I just became friends with Zendaya." I mumbled to myself, a giddy feeling filling my heart and a smile dancing on my lips as I started pushing my trolley through the shop again.

I sat at my desk, doing work and preparing myself for the week ahead. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, making me look down at it. My eyebrows furrowed as the screen showed a text from an unknown number.

Unknown: Hey, it's Tom Holland. Zendaya gave me your number :)

My eyes widened, my heart starting to thump harsher as my eyes flicked over the words. No, I thought, surely not. Surely the friend that Zendaya was talking about hadn't been the Tom Holland. And yet, that's what the text said.

"You fucking idiot, Y/N, how did you not realise?" I mumbled to myself as I continued to just stare at the text. Shit, I should probably respond, I thought as my shaky fingers lowered to the keyboard on the screen. I gulped, my mind and heart racing. I was about to land myself a date with Tom Holland. Tom fucking Holland. My dreams were literally coming true. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself as I typed out a message before pressing "send"

Y/N: Hey! I didn't realise that you were the Tom that Zendaya was talking about! :)

Tom: Oh lol! Well, I hope that finding out that it's me doesn't scare you off :) x

My eyes widened further, butterflies exploding in my stomach at the kiss at the end of the text. It wasn't much, but it was a start.

Y/N: No, of course not! If anything, it makes me more excited to meet you :) x

Tom: Haha, good to hear! Are you free this Friday? Would love to take you out and meet you :) x

Y/N: Sure, where you thinking? :) x

Tom: The Botanist? Down London Road :) x

My smile dipped slightly and I sighed. I couldn't afford where Tom was suggesting, the simple fact making reality smack me in the face and make me fall back down to Earth. Was I really about to meet up with this hot-shot young actor that every girl under twenty wanted to be with?

Y/N: Oh, okay...that's a little expensive for me :( x

Tom: Don't worry about that, my treat :) x

Y/N: That's so kind, but I can't expect that from you...x

Tom: I insist :) x

I sighed and bit my lip.

"Fuck it, Y/N. Let yourself have happiness for once." I mumbled before typing out another message.

Y/N: That's so kind of you :) I suppose that if you're paying, I should do you the courtesy of accepting :) x

Tom: Brilliant :) Text me your address and I'll pick you up at 8 :) x

Y/N: See you then :) x

Tom: :) x

I stood in my bedroom, adding the finishing touches to my outfit before my date with Tom. Tom Holland. To say that I was extremely nervous was an understatement. After all, I was going on a date with an amazing actor who also happened to be my celebrity crush. I looked back in the mirror and checked over my outfit of a red cocktail dress, strappy heels and curled hair one last time before nodding in approval to myself. Suddenly, my doorbell rang, making me gulp. Showtime, I thought as I grabbed my clutch bag and headed through my apartment. I opened my door to reveal Tom stood there, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers. My eyes widened. He looked even better in person. His body was clad in a white dress shirt and a black suit, the top few buttons of the shirt being undone meaning that I could see the start of his chest. Fuck, he looked good. His eyes also widened, his gaze flicking up and down my body too.

"It's Y/N, right? Want to make sure that I have the right girl." he smiled. I returned it, his words and smile making me go weak at the knees.

"Yeah, that's me. It's great to meet you." I chuckled as we leant in and kissed each other's cheeks.

"It's great to meet you too, I've been looking forward to this all week." he admitted, making my eyes widen slightly. Tom Holland...had been looking forward to a date with me.

"Stop it." I teased, making him laugh and look at the flowers in his hand.

"These are for you." he smiled as he handed them to me.

"Aw, Tom, you didn't have to, but they're lovely, thank you." I chuckled, making him return it and stick his hands into his trouser pockets as I put the flowers into water. I looked at him.

"You ready to go?" I asked.

"After you." he nodded as he extended his arm for me to take. I smiled and bit my lip, already very impressed with how much of a gentleman he was being as I took his arm and we left my apartment.

"I'm being serious! Zendaya is the biggest prankster ever!" Tom exclaimed, making me laugh and shake my head as we walked back to my apartment, hand in hand.

"She seemed so nice when I met her, though! I can't imagine her putting whipped cream on your hand whilst you sleep." I chuckled.

"She was nice to you because you two had only just met. She fully bullies me because we've known each other for so long." he smiled, making me laugh again as we got to the door of my apartment building. Tom had been nothing short of a gentleman the entire evening, starting with the flowers when he'd picked me up. He'd treated me to an absolutely incredible meal and had paid for all of it, he'd complimented me constantly and had even done little things like open doors for me and pull the chair out for me when we'd gotten to our table in the restaurant. He'd been perfect.

"Well, this is me." I chuckled and bit my lip, making Tom look up at the building as he shoved his hands into his trouser pockets. He looked back down at me and bit his lip.

"I, um, I really enjoyed tonight. When Z told me that she'd gotten the number of a random girl that she'd met whilst shopping, I was definitely reluctant, but I'm glad that I texted you. I've had a really good time, you were amazing company." he smiled.

"The same goes for you, Tom. I had a brilliant night, thank you for everything." I chuckled.

"It was my pleasure. Can I interest you to a second date?" he asked with a nervous smile. My eyes widened slightly. I knew that the night had gone well, but it was astonishing to me that Tom had liked me so much that he wanted to see me again.

"I'd love that, Tom." I admitted.

"Awesome. I'll text you, yeah?" he smiled.

"Sounds like a plan." I returned it. He bit his lip before leaning down to hug me, his arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me into his body. I happily returned the hug, my arms curling around his shoulders and my eyes fluttering shut as I breathed in the heavenly scent of his cologne. I pulled away and smiled at him as he removed his arms from me.

"See you later, darling." he smiled, making me bite my lip and try not to blush at the sweet nickname.

"See you, Tommy." I returned. He chuckled and shook his head, giving me one last smile before walking away. I held my lip in between my teeth as I walked into my apartment building, my heart still pounding as a result of the time spent together. I already really liked him, and I sensed that he felt the same way. Either way, there was only one way to find out. And that was a second date.