I WILL GO TO YOU LIKE THE FIRST SNOW
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
❝BEFORE I HELD YOU, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT THE WORLD I WAS IN WAS THIS BRIGHT, I REACHED YOU WITH A SMALL BREATH OF LIFE, IT'S A LOVE THAT CALLED TO ME FEARLESSLY.❞

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      Tom laid on the bed on his side, his phone in between his ear and pillow. He tried to stifle in his yawn, but he couldn't hold it any longer. He interrupted Reyna halfway through her explanation about the gods, something he couldn't fully understand. But she was more than willing to break it down until he understood everything.

      "I'm sorry," he apologized quickly, realizing how rude it was of him to yawn in the middle of her explanation. He prayed that she didn't think he was getting bored, because that was the opposite of it. He was intrigued, more than intrigued, like he was in a trance and the only thing he could focus on is her words. But the way she pieced her words together, the way she described everything, it sounded like poetry. And he could definitely see the writer in her when she spoke.

      "It's getting late on your side as well," she informed out of amusement. He heard her ruffle on her side of the line before she spoke once more, "Are you on vacation or something? It's not that late in New York, unless you're not a night owl."

      "Uh yeah, I'm in Germany for a few more days before I head back to New York," Tom lied as he mentally slapped himself for not realizing the time difference. Thinking he had fucked up, his train of thoughts were stopped when he heard her laughter once more. It sounded so familiar, almost as if he had listened to this a lot, but nothing clicked for him. 

      "We can talk tomorrow if you'd like," Reyna promised him quietly, as if wherever she is has gotten so quiet she couldn't help but follow and do the same. He heard a yawn on her side of the line and guilt slowly consumed him for keeping her up so late. "It's getting late, Theo."

      "Yeah, yeah it is," he mumbled. Tom closed his eyes carefully as he tried to envision what she'd look like. "Can I . . . can I call you tomorrow?"

      There was a pause for awhile and that silence made him feel uneasy. It gnawed his insides as he waited for his response. Did he mess up? Why was he so uneasy?

      "I'm sorry, I kind of passed out. But yeah, we should. I'd . . . I'd really like that."

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chacha.noah: but why is she staring at sebastian like that 👀
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username1: PETITION FOR ROSE TO STAY AWAY FROM THE CAST OF THE MCU

robertdowneyjr: username1 but i adopted her as my first child

username2: why does rose look better than me even without makeup

rosegoldcha: username2 nah my eyebrows are fake i filled them in 😂

rosegoldcha: AND NOAH STOP EXPOSING ME OH MY GOD IT WAS BECAUSE SEB HAD A COFFEE STAIN ON HIS PANTS AND I WAS EXAMINING IT

username3: so she was actively checking out his ass

username4: i mean i'm surprised no one snatched rose up yet 

username4: tomholland2013 COUGHS VIOLENTLY

imsebastianstan: guys rosegoldcha actually has an undying love for me, like look at the way she looks at me

rosegoldcha: imsebastianstan yeah i'm looking at you thinking why did you order all milk and like a dab of black coffee because that's way too light to be coffee

rosegoldcha: imsebastianstan AND I'M NEVER BETRAYING chrisevans

username5: i love how everyone posts pictures of rose and all rose ever posts about is herself

rosegoldcha: username5 i only post fine art on my feed

username6: TELL KELSEY TO UPDATE FALLING DIMENSIONS

username7: ^^^

misskelseyeast: username6 username7 nah i'm good sis

tomholland2013: imsebastianstan THAT'S MY BEST FRIEND DON'T STEAL HER OKAY I NEED HER FOR POKER NIGHT

username8: ladies and gentlemen only tom holland knows how true love works 😩

chacha.noah: NO TOM STOP DOING THIS I NEED TO FIND MY WEDDING DRESS TEXTILES IF YOU KEEP PLAYING LIKE THIS BOY

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      Noah groaned as the two best friends stare at one another. No one said a word, not even loudmouth Rosé who always had something to say. He just couldn't believe that he was once again the messenger for the two's fights. Then again, that just shows that the dynamics between the three never really changed.

      The three were near the trailers during break. Everyone else was off for lunch whilst Noah dragged the two to an isolated area to make peace. Of course, the two both being awkward shits doesn't know what to say or if they should apologize first. But they both knew that the other felt guilty and were ready to make up, but they didn't know how.

      It was Rosé who spoke up first. Her fingers were playing with the hem of her skirt once more, the white skirt contrasting with her pink painted fingernails. "We're not dating, if you're wondering. I just said that because I was mad."

      And for some reason it was as if a block had been unloaded off his chest. Tom felt terrible and knew he had no right to decide who she was friends with, after all, he can't be the only friend she has; that's just not the type of person Rosie is. "I'm sorry for getting mad," he apologized quietly. His words gave her the confidence to look up and meet his eyes. "I had no right to tell you who you can and can't date. I just want you to be safe, that's all."

      "Tommy I can take care of myself — "

      "I know that," he cut her off. Tom bitterly chuckled as he referred his hand towards her, "Look at you, of course you can take care of yourself. You can probably still beat my ass with one hand behind your back. I want to protect you, do something for you. Because I know there's not much I can offer you at the moment and I'm sorry for that. Especially because you've been one of the best friends I ever had growing up and I'm so thankful. I just wanted to repay you in a way."

      Rosé hesitantly held her arms out for him. Tom stared in confusion at the action until he saw her hands open and close repeatedly. He smiled. Somethings never change and that made him so happy.

      Tom walked into her arms and pulled her into a hug. With their height difference not being too different he placed his chin on her shoulders as she reluctantly laid her head on his chest. His arms wrapped around her torso whilst hers were around his shoulders. And once again the smell of lavender intoxicated him slowly.

      This is home, he thought. He looked down at Rosé and then at Noah who couldn't help but smile at the two. These two are home.

      "Are we good?"

      "We're good."

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A/N;

In which JustSav pulls out another half assed update that sucks so much she kind of regrets it. But she's lazy and just wants to start Side B so the angst roller coaster gets shit hit in the fan. Is that the saying? Who knows.

Dedicated to merewolves who managed to binge read this whole book! Thank you so much for the support!

Much Love Guys.

( written: august 19, 2017 )
( published: august 19, 2017 )