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amandlajones⠀and march begins! ☁️

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃⠀tomholland2013

𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴

username1⠀idc if they're dating or friends, i'm just glad they're back in each other's lives
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀me too 😌🤍
     ⤷ tomholland2013⠀me three
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 179,976 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username2⠀the fact that she tagged tom in ANOTHER post >>>>>>

username3⠀tomandla is on the rise people
     ⤷ username4⠀so is my thumb to hit the block button if another person assumes they're back together
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 2,586 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username5⠀amandla stays being beautiful no matter what

lauraharrier⠀never been this early but i just wanted to say i love you so much and your fits this year have been *chef's kiss*
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀ugh i love you so much
     ⤷ lauraharrier⠀i love you moreeeee
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀not possible
     ⤷ lauraharrier⠀very possible
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 70,033 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username6⠀^love these queens

username7⠀ok, so how do I look like THAT???

averyavenue⠀wait... girl, is that my blazer???
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀uh... maybe???
     ⤷ averyavenue⠀why does it look better on you wtf i'm offended
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀you look STUNNING IN IT WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNNNNN
     ⤷ sunmiguel⠀siri play 'what do you mean' by justin bieber
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀sunmiguel omg it's my mans
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nikkihollandphotography⠀Absolutely stunning!!!
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀thank you, nik!!
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username8⠀amandla seems so happy lately (given everything that's happened) and i'm so glad my baby is doing so well

実生活 // 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

     THE SOUND OF HARRY STYLES SINGING WAS ALL AMANDLA JONES COULD HEAR AS SHE SKETCHED AWAY CLOTHING DESIGNS ON HER NOTEPAD. She was hunched over her desk with AirPods in, softly singing the lyrics to the song playing under her breath as she shaded in the outfit. Recently, she'd just signed onto a clothing line collaboration with Louis Vuitton and Aerie. The heads of the fashion merchandising departments for both companies had requested she draw up some sketches of what she was thinking of for the clothes.

     Amandla had until May third to get them done, but with her videos for the next two weeks filmed, edited, and ready to go, she decided to get a head start. She was always trying to get things done quickly and ahead of time, and this project was no exception. Rhema, her assistant, had already turned in the contracts for both companies and was working on uploading and scheduling her videos for upload on YouTube at her flat.

     It was a day filled with productivity that had been interrupted for a walk downtown with Tom, who wanted to see her in-between meetings. They'd only been able to spend time together for an hour before he had to go. It was the first day that they'd seen each other since last week. With the brown-haired actor prepping to leave for the states to film a new movie and the YouTuber running to shoots, meetings, and interviews, they hadn't found time to see the other.

     This weekend, Amandla was off and unplugging from her job, but she knew that Tom was busy and she'd likely be with either Keilah or Harrison. Which she didn't mind, they were her best friends and she liked spending time with them.

     Continuing to draw, she leaned her left cheek against her hand, adjusting her seating as she grabbed her pen and wrote a note off to the side. Due to how loud her music was playing and the deep concentration she had on the task at hand, she failed to notice someone walking into her office. It was only when she felt kisses being planted on the back of her neck that she jumped.

     Startled, she pulled out the AirPods and turned her head as the pen fell on the desk. Behind her, Tom stood there with an amused smirk. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to scare you," he laughed, bending down slightly to kiss the top of her head.

     Amandla rolled her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips. "It's all right. I got so carried away I didn't realize you were here," she sighed, reaching up to redo the messy bun that was beginning to unravel.

     "Are those the designs for LV and Aerie?" he asked, raising a brow as he leaned over her shoulder. The brown-haired girl hummed a yes in response, leaning back into her chair and dropping her hands into her lap. "Wow, these are really good, Mandy."

     Watching as he sifted through the sketches, she bit down on her bottom lip nervously. "These are just some rough drafts, really. The finalized ones will look a lot cleaner."

     Tom glanced down at her, "Cleaner? Love, these are so detailed and precise. They're beautiful. If these are the rough drafts, then I can't wait to see the final versions."

     The bundle of nerves in her stomach faded and Amandla blushed, ducking her head. "Thanks," she mumbled bashfully.

     "Of course," he replied, smiling to himself when he noticed how pink her cheeks were. "I brought food with me if you're hungry."

     Immediately, the YouTuber's head shot up. "What'd you bring?" she asked, already getting out of her seat.

     "Nando's," the actor answered, chuckling when her eyes lit up and she dashed out of the office. The sound of paper bags being opened filled the house as Tom made his way to the kitchen, suspecting that she had managed to find the sweet potato wedges she loved so much when he heard a squeal. His suspicions were confirmed when he entered the kitchen and saw her chewing quietly, a half-eaten wedge held in-between her fingers.

     Coming up from behind her, Tom wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed a soft kiss to the back of her neck. Amandla leaned into his embrace and frowned when she felt him lay his head on her shoulder. "What's wrong?" she spoke quietly, turning to look at him.

     "What makes you think something's wrong?" he asked softly, pulling her backside closer to him.

     "I can just tell," she murmured, furrowing her brows as she stared at him in concern.

     Their eye-contact broke as he looked away, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Do you ever just wish that we could be a normal couple without the entire world having something to say about it?" he proposed.

     At his question, Amandla's brows scrunched together and she pulled out of his arms, spinning around so they were facing the other. "Where is this coming from?" she questioned, a small sliver of panic swimming in her abdomen.

     "I was reading an article today," he began, and she immediately gave him a look. "I know, I know. I never read the tabloids, but I randomly found it online after my last meeting. People have a lot of split reactions and opinions concerning the state of our relationship. As of right now, the world doesn't know we're back together and I don't think I want them to."

     Sighing, the YouTuber placed the wedge on the counter. "Tom, the reason why our relationship worked so well, in the beginning, was because we didn't allow the media to determine or depict the aspects of who we are independently and together. We acknowledged other's thoughts when brought up, but we didn't allow them to change our decision. I couldn't give two shits what the tabloids or stans on Twitter have to say about us now. I really couldn't. I am in love with you and nothing anybody says or does can change that, all right?

     "We don't owe anyone anything and if they don't like us together, that's their prerogative and we can respectfully disagree with it. We're the only ones in this relationship. No one else. Us. I don't care if people know we are together or not; it doesn't matter to me because they're not the ones who plan on spending the rest of their lives with you. Sure, not being famous or whatever you want to call it could be nice, but it's not healthy to reminisce on a reality that is too far out of reach. Our lives are our lives, and the concept of a normal couple is constructed by society, therefore it's made up. There is no such thing. We are perfect the way we are and I wouldn't change a thing.

     "We didn't go through hell and back just to let a stupid article spook us. We've dealt with worse than TMZ, Tom. I didn't tell you to ask me just so some bitch named Nathaniel at a gossip blog could get under your skin and make you doubt anything surrounding us." Amandla stated firmly, crossing her arms.

     Tom stared at her endearingly. "I know. You're right about everything," he breathed. "And I don't doubt you, me, or what we have. At all. I just... public opinion really has a way at getting to you and today was one of those days where it did. Thank you for saying all of that. You didn't have to, but you did and I love you for it."

     Smiling at the boy in front of her, the brown-haired girl sighed. "You're welcome. Now, kiss me," she ordered, placing her hands on his chest.

     "Yes ma'am," he nodded, closing the distance between them and grabbing onto her hips, pulling her closer. Both of them smiled into the kiss and broke apart. "I'm really going to miss that while I'm gone."

     At the mention of his upcoming departure, Amandla frowned. "I am too," she whispered, ducking her head down and placing it against his chest. Automatically, his arms encircled around her. "Will you stay the night? I miss cuddling," she admitted, feeling his grip around her tighten as he squeezed her.

     "I miss cuddling too, love." Tom muttered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I was able to make it so this weekend, my schedule is completely free before I fly out to Alabama on Monday. Which means we get to spend every second together." He could feel her smiling against his chest and he bit the inside of his cheek to keep from grinning at how adorable she was.

     "Really?" she squeaked, an obvious layer of excitement laced within her voice.

     Chuckling, the actor nodded. "Yup," he replied, popping the p. Feeling her move in his arms, he looked down to see her peering up at him with a happy expression and shining eyes. "I am yours for the next forty-eight hours, Ms. Jones."

     "And I am yours."

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     hey everyone!! i hope you all enjoyed the one-hundred-and-fourth chapter!

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