WILL BE SHORT

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Alexa Mendes. The new Spider-Man cast member. She only plays a minor role, but still a big enough one to be noticed. She's liked Tom Holland for years. She was also hoping to get closer to him and ask him out. She DID get closer to him.... but when she asked him out, he said, "Sorry, Alex. I'm going on a date with YN tonight. Maybe another night?" To which she begrudgingly said ok to. When she saw YN walk out of her trailer, honestly, as mush as it pains her to say, she was very beautiful. 

She will have Tom... even if it means breaking him and YN up...

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~YN 3RD POV~

You were walking to the stunt section, when you saw Alexa and Tom. She looked around, and then pinned him to the wall and whispered in his ear. You began marching over, furious, but stopped when he pushed her away, slowing your strides down to normal pace. "Hey, Tom. Alex." You greeted. Alexa smirked and walked off. 

Every day, Alexa would try something new to try and rattle you. During filming one day, ~Peter and the new girl Hannah are talking~ when Alexa tried to flirt. "Ok, enough. Alexa, stop. I don't like you, I like YN! Drop it. Jesus." Alexa looked happy, "Good. I was trying to make sure that yours and YN's relationship is healthy. It is." And she walked away. 

Walking back to your trailer for the night, you felt weird. It was like someone was following you... you turned around and was met with a fist. You fell back, blood spraying from your now probably broken nose. "ALEXA! WHAT THE HELL!?" You screamed, getting back up. "You stole my man. I'm here to get him back." You punched you again, and split your lip. "THATS IT!" You launched yourself at her and began rolling on the ground. Swear words were exchanged along the lines of Bitch, Slag, Slut etc

It kept going until somebody grabbed your arms from behind. Looking at Alexa, you were satisfied to see her nose and lip gushing blood. Holding Alexa back was Harrison, and holding you back was Tom, both in nightwear, which consisted of no top, just bottoms. Damn, it was hot. 

Back in Tom's trailer, he was cleaning your lip and nose. Before you could register what was happening, you felt tears make themselves know by sliding down your cheeks. Tom didn't say anything, just sat next to you and stroked your hair.