"Zendaya, my best friend, I love you so damn much!" I yell as Zendaya opens the dooe to her house.

"Y/N, my best friend, I also love you so damn much!" Zendaya yells in return.

"Hi." Tom smiles.

"Hello." Zendaya greets.

"We need to talk." I tell Zendaya very quickly before rushing into her house.

"What?" She asks, turning around to face the direction I'm heading in.

"We need to talk!" I say loudly before turning right down a hall.

"The living room was to your left!" Zendaya tells me.

"I knew that." I say before backtracking and going into the living room.

***

Tom had left to go buy pizza, something we had forced him to do, ten minutes ago.

"So what did you need to talk about?" Zendaya asks.

"Tom's been acting weird." I tell her.

"What do you mean?" Zendaya furrows her eyebrows.

"Like earlier today we went into this cafe because we were thirsty, and we picked our seats and I got up and offered to buy us a drink. Tom then looked at who was tending to the cash register, saw it was a male, and then got up to order the drinks himself. And hes been sort of clingy lately. And there was a point where he was talking about marriage. He also started kissing me, like really kissing me, a lot. And I'm so scared. I feel like this is going way too fast. I already moved in with him, and I'm so damn homesick. I miss my brothers and my parents. And I love Tom more than I love anything else but what if he does plan to ask me to marry him, or some other really big commitment? Zendaya, I'm so scared." Although I'm not crying, my voice quivers as if I am.

"Oh." She breathes a couple of times. "Well you're always scared. Youre always this little ball of anxiety whether you show it or not, don't think we don't notice. Y/N, you love Tom. Would you do anything for him?"

I take a second to think, to go over hundreds of sinareos in my head.

"Yes." I finally answer.

"So you'd marry him?" Zendaya asks. I go quiet for what feels like a long time.

"Tom said our relationship wouldn't really change, that it's like we're already married." I tell her.

"That doesn't answer my question." Z stares at me with an intimidating glare.

"Marriage is when someone decides to spend their life together. When someone commits to be with someone for as long as their heart can last. Marriage is when you would do anything for that person, but I guess isnt that what love should be too? When you love someone wouldn't you want to do anything to make the one you love happy?" I ask.

"So yoh love Tom. And by your logic you would do anything to make him happy. So if marrying Tom made him happy, would you?" Zendaya asks. I stay silent for a couple minutes.

"I don't know. When I'm around Tom he makes me feel safe, comfortable, it's like he's able to erase all my nerves and all my fears. The moment I'm alone, though, is when I become so scared and I start to doubt everything. Ans I doubt because not all relarionships work out and I dont want to be one od those relationships, I don't want to be my sister" I say.

"Y/N, Tom loves you. He absolutely adores you and would never do anything to hurt you." Zendaya rubs my shoulder.

"Yeah, I love you." Tom says while walking into the room with a box of pizza in his hands.

"How much of that did you hear?" Zendaya asks.

"Only the part of you telling Y/N I love her, why? Should I be scared?" Tom sits down next to me while Zendaya gets up and sits on a love seat.

"Because we were having girl talk. And no, I dont think you should be scared, right Y/N?" Zendaya throws me into the conversation.

"Of course not. I love you too." I tell him.

"Yeah." Tom nods, grabbing my hand in the process.

"Now, lets eat." Zendaya says.

***

"I forgot to tell you, I invited Laura to the mall with us." Zendaya tells me once we open the mall doors and walk inside.

"Wow." I slowly clap. Zendaya takes out her phone and checks hwr messages.

"She'll meet us at the food court in ten minutes." Zendaya says. Tom catches up to me and holds onto my hand as the three of us walk.

"So to the food court first then." I nod.

"Yep." Tom says. With that the three of us walk towards the food court while stopping a few times to look at the setups outside of stores.

"Y/N! Tom!" Laura yells once we enter the food court. Tom lets go of my hand as laura engulfs me into a hug.

"Laura!" I smile as I hug her back.

"I've missed you." She says while pulling away. "Now tell me why Zendaya had to be the one to tell me you and Thomas were dating!" She lightly slaps me on the arm.

"Because I was freaking out and two out of country calls costed a lot?"

"Mhm." She hums at my petty excuse before turning to Tom.

"I'm not playing this game." Tom tries to step away before I can grab onto his arm.

"If I'm getting yelled at, you're getting yelled at." I pull Tom's arm so that he's standing next to me.

"I'll yell at you later. Lets just go find a dress for Y/N." Laura rolls her eyes.

***

"How about this one?" Tom hold up a red cocktail dress that looks a couple sizes too small and looks like it will barely pass my butt.

"We're in public and I don't want to swear at you but just know I'm having some really well worded thoughts."

"So no." Tom playfully looks disappointed as he puts the dress back.

"I want something that doesn't show off my ass, thanks." I politely smile at the man before turning back to the long dresses I was looking at.

Tom moves around me a bit before holding up a long, royal purple, plain dress.

"No." I wave my hand to shoo him.

"This one?" Tom asks.

He holds up a nicely cut and designed dress that would probably go to my ankles.

"Its gorgeous, but no." I tell him.

"Why?" He whines.

"I'm not rich." I reach for the price tag but he pushes my hand away.

"I'll buy it." Tom says.

"I havent even tried it on." I tell him.

"Fine princess, go try it on." He hands me the hanger and leads me to the dressing room.

"Go get Laura and Zendaya." I tell him before shutting the dressing room door and stripping of my clothes.

I slide on the dress and stare at myself in the mirror for a minute. I run my hands ober it. I turn around in it.

"Y/N, come out already." Tom groans in irritation.

"Yeah, yeah." I roll my eyes and step out of the cramped "room."

"You look amazing." Zendaya claps her hands.

"Agreed." Laura nods.

"You look like my princess." Tom smirks before grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him.

"PDA!" I swat at his hands but he doesn't let go.

"My beautiful girlfriend." Tom hugs me.

"PDA!" I swat at his back this time.

"Why don't you like public display of affection?" Tom pouts while letting go of me.

"This dress costs more than I do, there's a big chance I'll probably trip and rip it and that chance doubles when you're hugging me." I tell him.

"What is this heavy feeling in my heart? Is it- no it can't be....hurt?" Tom thows his hand over his heart and looks at me with wide eyes.

"So, Zendaya and Laura, what are you two wearing?" I completely ignore the saddened man next to me.

"A long, pink dress." Zemdaya replies.

"A red dress." Laura replies with simplicity.

"Informative." I fakely smile at her.

"I know right? I'm the best with words." She playfully flips her hair and Zendaya and I laugh a bit.

"Well I think we all agree you look good in that dress so how about you take it off so I can buy it." Tom says.

I look at the boy questioningly before stepping into the dressing room.

HELLLLLLLO!!!

You're all sweet I love you people.

Anyways!

*sadly wipes tear away*

I've officially planned the ending.

And when it will be.

ALSO CAN YOU ALL PLEASE REMEMBER, FOR THE ENDING, THAT THIS IS FANFICTION.

MANY EVENTS IN THIS ARE NOT REAL AND TOM WILL
- HOPEFULLY -
NEVER DO.

Anyways,

I love you guys so much

Bye!

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