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I Don’t Want Your Apology

Title: I Don't Want Your Apology  Pairing: Roommate!Tom Holland X Reader  Plot: Reader has just come back from her date with Harrison and tells Tom about it, however, Tom is not happy about it at all making him admit more than he expected.  Warnings: Angst, Swearing  Word Count: 1891

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Song List: (These are songs I listened to while writing this):  Could’ve Been by H.E.R Older by Sasha Sloan

Harrison walks you up to your door before handing you the bag of food you brought for Tom. Smiling you pull him into a hug. 

“Thank you for this Harrison. I had fun tonight.” 

“Me too. Although we both know this isn't what we wanted.” 

“Yeah, I was shocked that you even asked me out in the first place.” 

“Heh, well I did use to have a crush on you, but when Tom came into the picture I knew I wouldn't have had a chance, but I just thought hey why not test it out just to see and was hoping it would make Jade jealous.” 

“Did it work?” 

“We will find out on Monday.” 

“Well good luck with her, Harrison she would be stupid not to go out with you.” 

“Thanks Y/N, and he is stupid for not going out with you.” 

Harrison nods towards the door behind you making you give him a small smile with a shrug before pulling him into a hug. 

You were actually pleased with the date with Harrison. It wasn't as awkward as you thought it would be. You both actually had a really great time, however, you both knew it wouldn't go any further. He knew how you felt about Tom, your roommate and his best friend, and you knew how he felt about Jade this girl in his english class. 

You thank him once more before unlocking the front door and heading into your shared place. Once you shut the door you are hit with the soft hum of the TV playing Iron Man 2 and the smell of popcorn. Shaking your head you place your keys down on the table next to you before calling out his name. 

“Tom, I’m home!” 

Tom peeps his head around the corner from the kitchen his brown hair tousled and a smile rests on his face. 

“Hey! Where have you been all day? I haven't seen you since class this morning.” 

“Oh I actually had a date tonight.” 

His smile drops a little which if you didn't know Tom you wouldn't have noticed because there is still a smile on his face. You can see the dials turning in his head as he is debating on whether or not to ask you about it. 

“Oh really, with who?” 

“Um, Harrison, actually.” 

“My best friend Harrison? That Harrison?” 

“Uh yeah he asked me out today, so I said yes. We actually had a great time. He is really nice and funny. I didn't actually think we would of had as much fun as we did, but it was a nice surprising turn of events. He took me to play laser tag and then we ate some chicken fingers and talked. It was a nice change from the usual guys I went out with.” 

“So are you guys like dating now?” 

Tom asks through his teeth making you raise your eyebrow at his change of mood. Crossing your arms you lean against the couch deciding to challenge him. 

“I’m not sure yet, we have another date tomorrow night at his place. Why?” 

“No reason, I mean you said it yourself he’s just not your usual type.” 

Tom says with a shrug before turning and focusing all his attention to the popcorn that was being popped in the microwave. 

“I never said he wasn't my type I just said he was a nice change from the guys I usually go out with. Are you not happy for me that I finally found a nice guy?” 

You say testing him to see if he will finally admit his feelings for you, but he just sighs before turning to look at you and leaning against the counter. 

“I never said that I wasn't happy for you it's just ...nevermind.” 

“No Tom, it's just what? If you're happy for me like you say you are what is the big deal?” 

“Nothing I’m happy for you. I really am Y/N.” 

“Bullshit.”

You spit out making Tom’s eyes go wide and him standing up. Pointing your finger at him you start to make your way closer to him. 

“I’m calling bullshit. For someone who is happy for me you aren't acting like it, so spill what's the  fuck is your problem?” 

“Nothing is my problem, Y/N. I’m just not in the mood to hear about your amazing date with my best friend who didn't even tell me he was going to ask you out.” 

“Did he have too?” 

“No, but I mean it would have been a nice heads up.” 

“Why? Why would he have to get your permission to ask me out.” 

“I never said he needed my permission to ask you out, I’m just saying-” 

“What? What are you saying Tom?” 

You challenge, waiting for him to say anything that remotely follows with an I love you or I want to be with you, but no you just get a Tom standing there with his eyes wide and his mouth parted. 

“I just don't think it will work out and you are setting yourself up to fail.” 

“How am I setting myself up to fail?” 

“Y/N, can we just not do this right now?” 

“Oh I’m sorry! When’s a better time for you to tell me who I can and can't date, can you do tomorrow morning or maybe my wedding day so you can tell me I’m making a big mistake.” 

“Wedding day? What the hell Y/N, I’m not telling you you can't date Harrison I’m just saying it's a mistake. He doesn't like you like that.” 

“How would you know that?” 

“Because of all the times Harrison has met you and how many times he and I have hung out he’s never said anything about you.” 

“So then why did he ask me out, hmm, since you seem to have everything figured out.” 

“Maybe he was bored and you were desperate.” 

Both eyes wide Tom starts to mutter how that is what he meant making you shake your head. 

“Fuck you Tom. I’m not desperate because I said yes to a guy who actually had the balls to ask me out instead of being a dick.” 

You mutter before turning to go to your room when you hear him mutter a curse word. 

“Shit, Y/N, thats not what I meant okay. I just meant that you rushed into something that you don't want.” 

Stopping you turn back around to him and make your way back to the kitchen. The glare on your face intensifies and Tom is wondering how the hell he got himself into this and how the hell he is going to get himself out of it. 

“You don't know a fucking thing about what I want Tom because if you did things wouldn't be the way they were now.” 

“What do you mean? Y/N, come on, I’m not saying I know what you want, I just know it's not Harrison.” 

“Who is it then? Huh, Tom? You know what, no you don't get to answer that question because you don't even know what the hell you want, so you damn sure don't know what the hell I want.” 

“Bullshit, I know what I want.” 

“Oh really then why are you sitting here and instead of out there getting what you want?” 

You yell as you point to the door before motioning to the couch and tv. 

“Oh thats right it's because you don't know what you want and you would rather sit here and wallow in your self pity than to actually grow some balls and find what you want.” 

“I know what I want Y/N, just because I’m not out there hoeing myself to get it doesn't mean I don't know what I want.” 

You let out a shocked chuckle before nodding your head and walking right up to Tom. 

“Okay Tom, I may be a hoe, but at least I’m admitting the truth to myself. I know what and who I want, but he’s too fucking blind to see anything. Maybe if his head wasn't shoved so far up his ass-you know what I’m done with this conversation. Goodnight.” 

Turning you start to head to your bedroom, hand on the door, when you hear him call your name again and telling you to wait. Sighing you frustratedly run a hand through your hair before you turn to face him to see him about five feet away from you. 

You wait for him to say something, anything, but when he doesn't say anything you just shake your head tired of all the fighting. 

“What do you want from me Tom? Want me to apologize for going on a date with your best friend, who asked by the way.” 

“No Y/N, I don't want your apology.” 

Tom says before you shake your head and head into your bedroom without another word. You hear a sigh before footsteps follow after you. Just as you were about to shut the door behind you Tom stops it before coming in. You make your way to your dresser crossing your arms and glaring at Tom. 

“What the fuck do you want Tom?” 

He stares at you opening his mouth before closing it again and sighing. Shaking your head you turn to your dressed and start to change getting ready to sleep and leave this conversation. However, Tom wasn't ready to leave the conversation like this so he makes his way to you. You can feel his presence right behind you. You can feel the heat of his body, his soft breath against your neck, and you want nothing more to lean back into him. 

Snapping out of it you start to grab a shirt out while hoping he moves away from you for his scent is starting to get to you. When he doesn't you turn around to glare at him for the millionth time tonight, gesturing towards the door.  

“Are you gonna answer me or are you gonna run away from your problems like you always do Tom?” 

“I’m not running away, Y/N.” 

“Then what the fuck do you want Tom?” 

He lets out a frustrated groan before trapping you in-between him and the dresser and placing his lips on yours. Before you even get the chance to react he is pulling away and placing his forehead on yours sighing. 

“I want it to be me. I want to be the one you go out with just to come back home and gush about to your friends. I want to be the one who holds your hand, kisses your cheeks, makes you blush, but most of all I want to be the one who makes you happy. Not Harrison, Dylan, Jordan, Noah, Trevor, Mike, or any of the other guys you dated. Me, I want it to be me and you, thats what I want.” 

He finishes and just stares at you making you shake your head moving your hands from the dresser to the back of his neck. You pull him into another kiss this one lasting long enough for both of you to react to the other. All emotions are poured through from the kiss and even when you pull apart you come back for a sweet peck. 

“Then why didn't you just say so.”   

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Writing Prompts

These are a bunch of writing prompts I found that I decided to write fanfic about. These stick to mostly the same characters and each prompt has two different stories. 

If you want to be tagged in this writing series ask!! 

Writing Prompts: 

Stay for Me: 

Spider-Man X Reader 

Spider-Man X Black!Cat! Reader

What’s This Between Us: 

College!Peter ParkerX Reader 

PeterParker X Flash!Thompson!Sister! Reader 

I Don’t Want Your Apology: 

Harrison Osterfield X Reader 

Tom Holland X Reader 

You Know I Have Feelings For You: 

Peter Parker X Reader 

Harrison Osterfield X Reader

You’ve Never Hurt Me: 

Spider-Man X Reader 

Tom Holland X Reader 

Then Leave Her/Him/Them At Home: 

Spider-Man X Superhero!Reader 

Tom Holland X Reader 

I Don’t Believe It: 

Harrison Osterfield X Reader 

Spider-Man X Loki!Daughter!OC! Nora 

This Is Breaking My Heart: 

Peter Parker X Reader 

Tom Holland X Reader 

I Wish You Were Here: 

Peter Parker X Stark!Reader 

Tom Holland X Reader 

I Let You Down:

Spider-Man/Peter Parker X Mysterio!Daughter! Reader 

Spider-Man/Peter Parker X Superhero!Reader 

You’re Not Safe Here: 

Spider-Man X Reader 

Harrison Osterfield X Reader 

I Wasn’t Ready To Say Goodbye: 

Peter Parker X Loki!Daughter! Reader 

Tom Holland X Reader 

We Are Not The Same, And Never Will Be: (This one has three because why not) 

Tom Holland X Reader 

Harrison Osterfield X Reader 

Spider-Man/Peter Parker X Reader 

If there are any of these prompts that you want me to write about specifically for you or something you would want to read send me a message I would be happy to write about anything! 

Enjoy these! I will try to update each prompt once a week! 

Until next time dearies!  

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I Don’t Want Your Apology

Title: I Don't Want Your Apology  Pairing: Harrison Osterfield X Reader  Plot: Harrison has come home late for the fourth time in a row and the reader is sick of it.  Warnings: Angst, Swearing, Cheating Accusations   Word Count: 1534

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Song List: (These are songs I listened to while writing this):  Good Years by ZAYN I Can’t Fall In Love Without You by Zara Larson

You were sitting on your couch, that red dress still hugging your curves tightly, waiting. The clock flashes 3:15 am just mocking you at this point. It was the fourth night in a row. Harrison plans a date night with you, promises that he will be home on time to take you out to your favorite restaurant, but just like the last few days he’s late again. 

He is beyond late and it's making you wonder what he is really up too. He swears to you that they are doing reshoots to make sure this movie is perfect. This has been his dream to star in the new Fantastic Four movie as Johnny Storm, and you both were overjoyed when he got the call saying he was casted. Now however, you are not overjoyed that this is the fourth night he’s missed date night and he says it's because of the movie, but you’re just not buying it anymore. 

So when Harrison walks through the door smelling like he just freshly stepped out of the shower. His wet hair sticking to his forehead as he closes the door behind him. You stand up from the couch turning towards him arms crossed against your chest and his ocean blue eyes wide at you. He places his keys in the bowl next to your guy’s shared apartment door as he makes his way closer to you. 

His hands go to your waist as he leans down for a kiss. With a turn of your head and a step back his lips find the air instead of your lips. He lets out an awkward chuckle before raising an eyebrow. 

“You alright? Why are you awake and dressed all fancy?” 

“I don't know Harrison maybe because we had a date planned tonight from the last three nights you canceled!” 

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry darling. The directors just wanted to run a few more screen tests and wanted to do a couple of reshoots from some of the ones we already shot.” 

Work. Again his excuse is always the same. They wanted more tests, more reshoots, more anything, and Harrison is the first to say okay and do whatever they ask. You let out a dry chuckle before shaking your head and moving towards your shared bedroom. Grabbing a bag you start to pack some clothes for the night because you can't do this anymore. 

Harrison follows you before stopping right behind you. His hands find your waist again as he tries to stop you from packing a bag. 

“Why are you packing a bag?” 

“Because I just can't do this, I’m tired of you planning a date, just for work to get in the way and you not coming home until the early morning. I’m just over it Harrison. I’m over the lies.” 

“Over the lies? When have I ever lied to you, Y/N?” 

“I just don't believe that work is the only thing that has caught your attention. I mean why would work keep you there that long?” 

You ask him placing air quotations are work. Harrison just rolls his eyes turning you around from the bag you are packing so you can look him in the eyes. 

“It’s a huge film, Y/N. It's not like what I’ve been in before. Before I would have maybe one to two lines if I am lucky, but now I’m one of the main cast. It’s going to take a lot longer than before.” 

“Why can't you just say no? Or ask to do it another day, if work is all that it is?” 

“Because it's my job, Y/N! You don't see me asking you to cancel clients just so we can spend some time together, do you?” 

“No, but I’m also not the one who continues to plan something, getting their girlfriend’s hope up just to shut it down and blame it on work.” 

You tell him before turning and heading to the bathroom to finish packing ignoring Harrison’s consistent calls of your name until he stands in front of the bedroom door blocking your exit. 

“You are not going anywhere until we talk this out.” 

“You’re right. I’m not going anywhere, you are.” 

It was then when Harrison noticed that the stuff you were packing wasn't yours, but was indeed his stuff. Stunned he asks where would he be going making you shrug before turning back to the room grabbing something else. 

“Go back to work.” 

You spit out viciously when Harrison finally realizes the real problem. 

“I’m not cheating on you if thats what you are thinking.” 

“Is that what I’m thinking? Hmmm.” 

You hear a frustrated sigh as you watch Harrison run his hand through his hair before he lifts his hands in the air. He takes a step or two forward before they fall to his side making a slapping noise that startles you, but you don't back down. 

“I don't fucking know Y/N because you won't tell me what you are thinking! Gosh what do you want from me? You want me to apologize for actually following my dreams and having a job? You want me to apologize for coming home late because my director who could easily recast me has asked me to stay late and reshoot something? You want me to apologize for your insecurities getting the best of you and doubting what we have? Is that what you want? An apology, because if thats so I’m sorry that I’m doing everything I can to keep my dream job so I don't fuck it up before it actually happens!” 

Harrison snaps making your eyes go wide before shaking your head. Frustrated you throw your arms up and grab your hair turning to stare him dead in his eyes. 

“Fuck Harrison! You don't get it! I don't want your apology! I just want you! Fuck, I just want you to be here, to be present, with me right here right now is that too much to ask?” 

Harrison stays silent making you turn to leave once again when you feel yourself being pulled into strong arms. Trying to fight your way out of his embrace you feel him close you in tighter. 

“I love you Y/N. I don't know what it will take to get you to see that and that I want nothing more than to be home with you on the couch snuggled up watching those damn reality tv shows you love so much. How much I would love to take you on surprise vacations where it's just us and the beautiful beach in front of us, or how much I just want to take you out to your favorite restaurant, but I’m just scared.” 

You stay silent afraid that if you make a noise it will stop him from continuing. 

“I’m scared that if I say one wrong thing that it's over and this dream I’ve had as a child will die. All the hard work I've put in until this moment was for nothing, but I realize how selfish that is and how I didn't even consider how it was making you feel. I love you, Y/N, so so much and I will make more time to be here with you now and forever. I promise.” 

You feel a drop fall on your shoulder making you realize that Harrison is crying and before you realize it you're crying as well. 

“I’m sorry too. It’s just, I got all excited every time you said you were planning something sweet and romantic and then you would just cancel out of the blue or completely forget about it, so I guess I let my insecurities put things in my head and I just held it back instead of talking to you about it. I love you, Harrison. I really do and I’m so proud of you and achieving your dreams. I don't want you to think otherwise. I just miss you.” 

“I miss you too, but you don't have to worry about that anymore.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean the director gave me off for the next three days as a reward or apology for all the mistakes and keeping me later than planned. I was gonna surprise you in the morning with the news and breakfast in bed, but you were still awake.” 

“Oh I ruined everything didn't I?” 

“No, you didn't ruin anything, darling. I love you and I’ll make more time for us I swear, but now we should get to bed because it's already 5am.” 

You pull away from his embrace to glance at the clock on your nightstand you see that it is indeed 5am. Letting out a small chuckle you pull apart and grab the bag you were packing earlier to throw it on the floor in the corner of your room before stripping out of the red dress. However, before you could get it off you feel Harrison’s arms around your waist and his lips on your neck. 

“On second thought I’m not that tired and neither one of us has to be up anytime soon, so let me be here with you right here and right now.”

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