Drawn To You

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I have spent the whole day watching tv, crying over Tom, and stuffing my face to avoid the pain. I didn't realize just how truly painful this was going to be. I miss him. I want him. And most of all- I need him.
There's a knock on the door, and I groan as I pause my show. I'm not necessarily excited to answer the door in my pajamas and tear stained cheeks but whatever.
I walk over, and open the door only to be met by the face of the person I want most but can't have. He looks at me, his eyes just as broken as mine. I just want to grab him and hug him and kiss him, but I can't..
"What are you doing here Tom?" I ask.
"Let me in." He says.
"No." I say but he pushes the door open anyways, walking inside.
"Come on in." I say sarcastically, and shut the door behind me.
"Eliana, I love you." He says. "I can't loose you.. ever. I want to show you just how much you mean to me.."
I watch as Tom slowly lowers down to one knee, and grabs my hands in his.
"Tom what are you doing?" I ask.
"You are the love of my life. You are the only person that I want to spend the rest of my days with. Life without you is not a life I want to live and I know that we can make a beautiful life together, have babies, move to some white picket fence neighborhood and grow old together. You are the one Eliana, and I want you to marry me."
My eyes widen, and I come to the realization that he is being completely serious. This isn't a joke..
"Tom... no." I say.
"Wait, what?" He says with confusion.
"Tom are you insane?!" I laugh, pulling him to stand to his feet. "We can't get married! What are you doing?"
"I'm committed to you, I love you, and I know I want to be with you forever." He shakes his head as if I'm the crazy one here.
"We broke up." I say.
"And that's bullshit!" He exclaims. "Punish me any way you want! Give me the silent treatment, scream at me, beat me up! I don't care! Just don't ruin something so good over a girl who means nothing and will never be around again."
I'm in absolute shock right now.. did Tom Holland seriously just ask me to marry him? Did he think that I would say yes just because it's his way of proving his love to me? That's not how this works.. that's not how I want to be proposed to. Especially when we've only been dating for a couple months.
"I think you may be a bit unstable right now." I say.
"I've never been more sure about anything in my life." He breathes out.
"Tommy.." I can't help but giggle, placing my hands on his cheeks. "Were not getting married."
His face falls, and his eyes look so much sadder than they did seconds ago, filled with hope as he asked me to marry him. I almost feel bad.
"Oh.." is all that he can say.
"I said I'm not going to marry you.. but that doesn't mean I'm not willing to give us another chance."
Now his eyes light up, and I smile to see my boy not upset. He screwed up, he did something terrible, something I may never be able to forget, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't love him anyways. Tom thinks he needs me, but what he doesn't realize is I need him more. Some people are just meant to be, even through all the issues and hardships that come with relationships. Tom and I? We're meant to be.
"Are you serious?" He asks in disbelief.
"It's going to take me some time to get over what you did and trust you again, but I want us to work." I say.
Instantly I'm pulled into his arms, my face burying in his chest as he holds me tightly and rocks side to side. He sniffles, and lets a tear slip his eye.
"I thought I lost you for good." He says, letting himself feel the relief.
"You didn't loose me bub." I assure him, and softly kiss his lips.
It wasn't a long split, in fact it barely was a breakup, but that was the most painful 24 hours of my life. I'd rather work on us, move past this and fix our relationship than ever have to feel that pain again, let alone for the rest of my life.
"I promise I will spend the rest of my life trying to show you how special you are to me.." he mumbles, and kisses the corner of my lips, moving down to my jaw.
He pulls me in by my hips, trailing his fingers under my shirt and up my sides. I feel goosebumps rise on my skin, his warm touch making me feel at ease.
"Jump." Tom says, grabbing under my thighs.
My legs wrap around his torso, and he carries me down the hallway and into my room. I giggle as he drops me onto my bed and climbs on top of me to hover over my face.
"My pretty girl.. missed that laugh of yours." He smiles happily, kissing my nose.
He grabs at the hem of my shirt, and pulls it up and off of my body. His lips connect with my stomach, slowly moving upwards. My back arches and relaxes, feeling the effects of his touch.
"Let's take these off.." he says, hooking his fingers around the waistband of my leggings and pulls them off of me.
He then takes his own shirt off, showing off his defined muscles. My boyfriend is the hottest man I've ever seen in my life.
"Show me how much you love me.." I say just above a whisper.
Toms eyes flick between mine, and he leans down to kiss my lips softly before moving down lower. He presses his lips to the inside of my thigh, making me take a sharp inhale.
"Relax baby.." he coos, intertwining his fingers with mine.
I release all my tension, and he continues to kiss up my thigh, leaving marks on his way up. I've never felt like this before.. I feel a tight knot form in my stomach, like I desperately need him to touch me. The feeling of his tongue swiping across my skin is overwhelming.
"Can I?" He asks, looking up to me.
"Please." I breathe out.
He runs his finger down me where I need him most, making me gasp. Even just that little bit of physical contact feels so good. I didn't realize how sensitive I'd feel to his touch, like my entire body tightens each time he grazed his fingers over me.
"You're so wet for me princess." He smiles.
He pulls my panties down off my legs, and throws them across the room. I feel exposed, but not in a bad way. He makes me feel comfortable in my own skin.
"I'm gonna go real slow, just tell me if you want to stop, okay?" He says.
"Okay." I nod, and he moves his head down, reconnecting his lips to the skin of my thighs, he gets dangerously close to my center, and his tongue lightly flicks over me, making my hips jerk slightly. He grabs my hips tightly, and looks up to me with a smirk.
"So sensitive." He mutters. "Gonna have to be so gentle with you.."
I grip at the sheets below me as his tongue works it's way up and down, making me breathe heavily. I didn't know it would feel this good.. I can't believe I waited so long to experience this.
Tom grabs my hand in his, and his other hand moves up my thigh, and I feel him push one of his fingers inside me.
"Oh my god- Tommy-" I moan.
My hand grabs in his hair, and his long fingers move in and out of me, speeding up by the second as his tongue moves in small circles. I start to feel myself drift out of reality into pure bliss, my eyes closing and my breathing getting heavier and heavier. The way his tongue and lips feel.. it's overwhelming in the best way possible. I start to feel more and more pressure build up in me and I realize what's happening.
"Tom I think I'm gonna.."
"Come on baby girl, let it out." He encourages.
I feel a flood of pleasure take over my body, my back arching as a loud moan leaves my lips.
"Tommy-" I whine, my hips jerking below him as I come down. He gives me a few more kisses down there, before lifting up to meet my eyes with a smile.
"How was that my love?" He asks.
"So so so good." I say.
That was quite literally one of the greatest experiences of my life, and I am so glad it was with the man I love most in this world.
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I sit in the bath with Tom, my back resting against his chest. He presses soft kisses to my shoulder, mumbling about how much he loves me in my ear. Each time he says something sweet, I get butterflies in my stomach. You'd think after a while that feeling would stop, that I'd become immune to Toms charm. Well that day hasn't come yet. I don't think it will for a while.
"I'm never going to be able to live down the fact that I asked you to marry me after only dating for two months huh?" He laughs lightly.
"Probably not." I tease.
"Can we not tell Haz about this?" He asks.
"Oh come on, I have to!" I giggle. "It's too funny!"
"My humiliation is funny to you?" He lifts his brow.
I lay my head back on him, tilting it up to look at his perfectly defined face.
"A little bit." I joke and he rolls his eyes.
I dip my hand into the soap bubbles, and lift it to wipe some on his cheek. His eyes dart down to me, and he wipes it off.
"Scuse' me missy that's not very nice."
He grabs his own bubbles, putting it on top of my head. My mouth drops, and he smiles widely.
"I didn't get them in your hair!" I exclaim.
"Get mad at me princess." He encourages. "I like when you're feisty."
"You are going to drive me crazy Tom." I mutter.
He grabs me by my chin, and moves his lips against mine lovingly and innocently. He pecks me a few times, his hand running down my cheek.
"How'd I get so lucky?" He says as his eyes gaze over my face.
Tom and I were an unlikely pair. We are polar opposites, we are messy and complicated and will probably struggle to find balance for the rest of our lives. I don't know how we were pulled together and became inseparable. Maybe it's the universe who wants us together, or god, or maybe it's just some chemical attraction. All I know, is that I love him, and he loves me. That's all the explanation I need.

A/N: this is the last chapter my loves🥰 I was going to write more, but something about this chapter just seemed like the perfect ending. I hope you guys liked it, and don't worry. I will be coming back later to write a sequel❤️