Requested by avatrue_: Tom is with Zendaya, but then she cheats on him. Y/N helps Tom to get through it, which results in them getting together instead.

*Please note: I just want to stress (and the requester wanted to stress this too) that this chapter is NOT intended to be hateful towards Zendaya, no hate at all to her, it's just the request lol, so please keep that in mind. Thank you, and enjoy :)*

"Tom, stop, I'm being serious!" I whined, my body leaning over my best friend's as he held the remote up and therefore out of my reach.

"I know, love, that's why it's so funny." He smirked teasingly in return.

"Fucking asshole." I smiled and shook my head, making him laugh as he gently put his hand against my stomach to try and push me slightly off of him so that I was even further away from the remote.

"Wow, you two look comfy." My heart jumped, and I immediately climbed off of Tom as Zendaya walked back into the room. Not that there had been anything flirty about the situation. Well, not for Tom, anyway.

"Z, can you please tell your asshole boyfriend to give me the remote?" I asked as I tilted my head to the side and continued to stare at Tom. He held my gaze and bit his lip, the smug fucker obviously thinking that Zendaya would take his side.

"Don't be a dick, Tommy." Zendaya chuckled and shook her head as she sat on the opposite side of Tom to where I was so that all three of us were on her sofa.

"Yeah, don't be a dick, Tommy." I teased, making him smirk and shake his head as he gave me back the remote, and rested his hand on my knee. Tom, Zendaya and I had been best friends since the first 'Spider-Man' movie, though it was always inevitable that I would fall for him soon enough. And I had...but not before him and Zendaya had gotten together instead. Of course outwardly I was happy for my best friends, but inside, it crushed me whenever I saw them kiss, whenever I came over to Tom's house and would see Zendaya leaving his room in nothing but his t-shirt. It was all so fucking painful, but I knew that I couldn't reveal my feelings for Tom to him and do that to them. That was me being hopeful too, I had no reason to think that Tom saw me as more than just a friend, so I wasn't about to fuck up my relationship with both of them over that. No. Fucking. Way.

"Y/N, babe, can you remember when I took that really cute photo of us? I want to post it, but can't find it anywhere." Zendaya mumbled, her eyes glued to her phone screen as she scrolled through her camera roll.

"The one on the last day of the 'Euphoria' set? I think that I remember when you took it?" I responded, through my heightening tone told her that I wasn't sure.

"You look for it, please, I need the bathroom." She chuckled and shook her head as she stood up, making me give her a small smile as she handed me her phone before disappearing down the hallway.

"Which photo is she looking for, love?" Tom mumbled, his hand still on my knee as he moved his face closer to mine to also look at Zendaya's phone.

"It's this really nice one that we took in her trailer. I think that you were in Portugal or something, re-shooting for 'Uncharted', I don't think that you were there." I shook my head, making him shrug and look back at the TV as I continued to scroll through her camera roll. But then, a text popped up on her phone. My eyes automatically flicked up to it, my eyebrows furrowing at the contents of the message.

Tyler: Can't wait to see you again, baby, especially if it's anything like last time ;) x.

My eyes widened, anxiety starting to fill my chest at the extremely flirty and suggestive words. I didn't want to think the worst of my best friend, I didn't want to think that she was cheating on Tom, but there also weren't that many other explanations that would make sense.

"U-um...Tommy, do you know a Tyler?" I mumbled, making him look at me immediately.

"Yeah, he was some asshole on the set who wouldn't leave Zendaya alone, was constantly flirting with her. Why?" He scoffed. I gulped harshly, my eyes wavering as I looked up at him.

"Because he's just sent her a really suggestive text." I admitted quietly. Tom's eyes widened and he immediately took Zendaya's phone from me. I didn't stop him, my lip in between my teeth as I begged for Tom's sake that this wasn't true. That there was some perfectly good explanation as to the text. But as Tom clicked onto the text conversation and his eyes flicked over the screen, it became clear from his gaze turning glassy that this was what we thought that it was.

"What the fuck?" He choked and shook his head, my heart breaking at the sound as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Tommy, I'm so sorry." I gulped.

"It's not you who needs to be sorry, love." He mumbled before we both looked up. My eyes wavered, my heart jumping violently in anxiety as Zendaya walked back into the room.

"It's her." Tom nodded, making Zendaya's eyebrows furrow in confusion as Tom stood up.

"What's going on?" She chuckled nervously.

"What's going on is that you got a text from Tyler. A text that made me think that I should see the other texts from him." Tom spat. Her eyes widened, her mouth falling open as she looked at me.

"You let him look through my messages?!" She scoffed.

"Zendaya, that single text was enough to suggest that something was going on between you. So damn right that I let him see the rest of the evidence that you're cheating on him." I nodded. She scoffed and shook her head, her tongue in her cheek as she looked at Tom.

"I'm sorry, baby-."

"Don't fucking call me that, Zendaya. You lost the right to call me that as soon as you slept with another guy." Tom cried, tears streaming down his face as he grabbed his jacket.

"Y/N, let's go." He choked, my gaze still on Zendaya as Tom took my hand, and pulled me to her front door without another word from any of us.

~One month later~

Tom and I sat on his sofa, his arm around me and my legs over his lap as we watched TV. I looked down as my phone buzzed with a text, a quiet sigh leaving my lips at who it was.

Z : How's he holding up? X.

Y/N: He's been better, but he's also been worse. He's okay x.

"That her again?" I bit my lip and looked at Tom as he spoke.

"She's worried about you, Tommy." I sighed.

"Darling, she did this to me. She's the one who cheated, so damn fucking right that I won't reply to her texts." He scoffed and shook his head.

"I know, Tommy, and you have every right to feel like that. You know that you can tell me to stop giving her updates whenever you want." I reassured. He sighed and gave me a small smile, his hand landing on my thigh as he looked at me.

"It's okay, sweetheart, it's alright. You're being a good friend letting her know that I'm not dead in a ditch somewhere." He teased, making me chuckle and shake my head as I looked down. It had been a month since Tom and Zendaya had broken up over her having cheated on him, and I had to admit that it had brought Tom and I so much closer. I knew that that was awful to admit, and of course I wasn't happy in the slightest that they had broken up, especially given the circumstances, but it had meant that Tom and I had been inseparable since that day. We had gone back to his, tears streaming down the poor boy's face as he sobbed his heart out and begged me not to leave him alone that night. He had fallen asleep with his head on my chest, his strong arms wrapped around my waist as I ran my fingers through his curls to keep the heartbroken boy asleep. For obvious reasons, he and Zendaya hadn't talked since that day, with every text that she sent and every call that she made being ignored by Tom. And so she had started to text me instead, and with Tom's permission, I would give her the odd update on him just so that she knew that he was okay. And the truth was that he was okay. Of course the experience and sadness was still very raw, but my presence seemed to help him. I had barely left his house since he had found out, and he had wanted to be so fucking close, to the point where we were sleeping in the same bed every night and spooning. I knew that this shouldn't have been how things ended between my two best friends, but the fact that it had pushed me closer to him, and vice versa, seemed to be a blessing. Tom bit his lip and looked at me.

"Darling, can I, um...can I tell you something?" He asked softly. I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"Sure, Tommy, what's up?" I asked.

"I just wanted to thank you for everything that you've done for me in the last month. Things were tough anyway, but I can't imagine how broken I'd be if I didn't have you to help me through it. I just, I love you for it." He nodded, his chocolate orbs making my heart jump as they flicked in between my eyes and my lips. I gulped harshly and gave him a small smile in a desperate attempt to hide what his words had done to me.

"It's okay, Tommy. Because I love you too." I nodded. He returned it and bit his lip, our gazes holding solidly as the boy started to lean in. My heart was racing so violently now that I felt sick, but I knew that this was what I wanted. This was what I had always wanted. And it was finally happening. Tom leant in and gently pressed our lips together, me returning it immediately and letting my eyes flutter shut as I raised my hand to cup his face. I smiled into it, making him smirk as he rested his hands on my waist, and pulled me further onto his lap. After a moment, he broke the kiss, but touched our foreheads instead as our eyes fluttered open. I gulped harshly and looked over his face for any signs of regret of what he'd just done. But, there didn't seem to be any.

"I, um...I had no idea that you felt that way about me." I admitted quietly, making Tom chuckle and bite his lip as he raised his hand to gently tuck a strand of loose hair behind my ear.

"Yeah, sweetheart, I do. I loved you and Zendaya at the same time, which obviously caused a problem for me. But now that I've seen who properly loves me and cares about me...the choice is easy." He nodded. I returned it and bit my lip, making Tom smile as he leant in and gently kissed me again.