i am sorry // tom holland fanfiction

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"Tom, you know I don't have my own room. It's OUR room"

"Well, you can sleep somewhere else...not in OUR room"

"Tom, seriously? Stop doing this with me!"

"I said go"

Which meant we weren't sleeping together and this also meant that something was definitely wrong but I don't know how to figure that out.

I mean sleeping on the sofa wasn't that bad, especially when you are pissed at your boyfriend.

I got up and went to the kitchen to find some leftover food in the fridge. My habit of eating late at night has still not gone, even though mom used to give me lectures on how it's not good for health. I washed the dishes and went to check on Tom. He already slept. I bought a blanket and lay down on the sofa. I thought about this situation for an hour or so and the next thing I remember is I was fast asleep.