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Tom started being really angry at me. Everything I do just makes him even more angry. It's something he has never done before since 8 months of dating. I saw him go to our bedroom and he kept muttering something to himself.

After a few minutes, he got all ready wearing denim ripped pants, black half-sleeve shirt and down boots. I felt my stomach swirl like a tornado inside. Something was just not feeling right. 

He looked at me and said, "I am going out, will be back in an hour or so" and he left leaving me alone in internal darkness.

After some time which looked like forever, I got up, took a bath and got dressed. I was still waiting for Tom to come back. I was getting bored. It had been 5 hours since he was gone. I called him 3 times but he didn't pick up. It was 9:00pm. I hated him coming so late at night but I was too afraid to ask especially in a situation which was going on. Just then the door bell rang. I got up to open it. He looked so happy and proud...with himself...not with me. I sensed something wrong but I didn't want to be a doubtful girlfriend so I let my doubts kill me on the inside.

I greeted him.

"Hey, Tom" 

He didn't say a word. He ignored me. He was acting like I wasn't there. "Tom....I was thinking if...we can have...a movie-night..?"

He turned back to look at me. I could see anger in his eyes and I was already regretting asking a question.

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