#harrison osterfield dad

[heytherejulia]

Only you ~ Harrison Osterfield

pairing: harrison osterfield x female reader

warning: swearing, crying, anxiety

summary: you had a really bad day and your boyfriend is there for you

word count: 1,4k

It simply wasn’t your day. Your alarm clock didn't ring on time, so you overslept. You forgot to dry your hair before you went to bed and it was sticking out in every possible direction, so you had to straighten it and you burned yourself. You were late for work, your computer broke, just when you needed to print some important documents for the meeting that was in the next ten minutes. When you were going home you got stuck in traffic and it took you almost an hour to get to your flat. You didn't have time to eat lunch or drink your tea, so you had a completely empty stomach all day, forgot to do the groceries, and finally, while going up the stairs to the fourth floor (the lift turned out to be broken), you fell, bruised your knees and hands and broke the heel of your favorites shoes. 

When you finally got home your already bad mood got even worse. The mess you'd left in the morning was bigger than you had remembered, and there was complete silence inside, which meant Harrison, your boyfriend of four years, wasn’t home yet. 

Usually you kept things in check. You were the one in charge in your relationship, you were always the one who had everything under control. Especially your emotions. Sure, you loved to share your emotions with your loved ones and cry during movies, but when it came to dealing with adulthood, you had the power. 

Usually, but today wasn’t that day. Today you were tired, and everything that could possibly go wrong went exactly like that. Normally you would just ignore it and get on with the things you had to do, but today wasn't normal. Today you were too nervous and frustrated and so damn tired you couldn't keep it cool. Tears began to gather in your eyes as you removed your worn shoes and coat. When you entered the bedroom and threw yourself on the bed, you felt a little better. The smell of your favorite fabric softener, blend of both of your perfumes, and what you could only describe as Harrison's scent soothed your nerves a little. 

When Haz came home some time later, he faced a complete silence and a mess he had made before he left. He was surprised that you hadn't cleaned it up when you got home from work. Not because he thought it was your duty as a woman to do the housework, but because he knew your pedantic nature and knew you would clean it up in a second if you were home or you just wouldn't be able to go on with your day if the flat was untidy. Yet Harrison was glad that this time he could do some of the chores and took that responsibility from you. 

About ten minutes later, your flat looked like your flat again, and the groceries were put in the right cupboards and then he finally headed to the bedroom to put his phone to the charger. He saw you lying under the pile blanket and heard your soft sobs. He immediately sat down on the edge of the bed, stroking your shoulder. 

‘Hi, love.’ When you did not react to his words he put his hand on the small of your back. ‘Come here.’

There was silence for a moment, broken only by your sniffling. Harrison didn't want to overwhelm you, so he waited for any reaction from you, the slightest gesture that would give him permission to approach you. After a minute, however, you came out from under the blanket and climbed onto his lap. Haz wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. 

‘Do you want to tell me what happened?’ In response, you just hid your face in the crook of his neck, and you just sat there for a while. Harrison was worried sick about what might have happened to affect your mood so much, as you slowly calmed down in his warmth, still crying silently. ‘Shhh, you're safe, I won't leave you. Come on, darling.’  

Harrison stared at your tiny body resting on his lap and noticed goose bumps on your skin. He took the blanket that was abandoned on the bed long ago, but you pushed his hand away. He looked at you in surprise. 

‘I don't want a blanket.’ You croaked. ‘May I have your hoodie?’  

Harrison tossed his head back, laughing, but either way taking off the mint hoodie he was wearing. You smiled gracefully as you settled more comfortably on his lap. The truth was, Harrison's clothes were kinda therapeutic for you. You weren't sure if it was because they were more comfortable than yours, or because they always smelled like his perfume, but they were just so soothing for you.

‘Have you eaten today?’ You shook your head as no. ‘So? Chicken with rice? From Sam's recipe?’

‘Yes, please.’ Haz laughed, getting up from the bed and walking towards the kitchen with you still in his arms. You wanted to help in preparing dinner, but he told you to sit at the kitchen island and handed you a mug of warm tea with milk. ‘Thank you darling. For everything.’ 

Harrison smiled warmly and kissed your forehead. When dinner was cooking your mood started to improve and you weren’t as devastated as you were when you came home. Now that you both were in a much better mood, you were dancing and singing to some random Spotify playlist. 

After dinner, you both decided to get some rest, even if only for a moment. It had been a tough day for you, and now that your stomach was full and all the tension left your body, all you could think of was a nap in your boyfriend's loving arms. Haz lay down on the bed after taking off his t-shirt and changing his jeans to causal gray sweats. He wasn't sleepy, but he wanted to give you a sense of comfort, so he covered you with a blanket and lay down on his back, going on his Instagram. 

‘Haz?’

‘Hm?’ You looked at him and stretched out your arms towards him. He laughed, pulling you against his chest. ‘Get some sleep, love.’ 

Moments after that, you were sleeping peacefully in his arms. Harrison lay still to not wake you up as you were the lighter sleeper in the world and he only looked at you with a lovesick smile. No one was aware of how much he fucking loved you. He always knew that, but today’s events, your daily routine, you both getting up, getting ready for work together, having breakfast tea together, knowing that you felt safe in his arms, that he simply was happy with you, made him realize that he wanted to marry you, that he wanted you to be his happily ever after. 

‘What are you thinking about?’ Harrison jumped slightly at the sound of your voice.

‘Marry me.’

‘What?’ 

‘I may not have another chance and the courage to say that. Y/N, you are the most important person in my whole life, you make me happier every day. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Inside and out. I want to have you by my side forever, I want to start a family with you, have children with you, grow old with yoy. Therefore, marry me.’

You laughed at the mixture of joy, surprise and affection.

‘You shouldn't be laughing! God, I'm so embarrassed right now. I made a fool of myself, didn't I?’ You looked into Harrison's eyes, which had shed with tears. 

‘No, Haz, no. Of course you didn't make a fool of yourself. I want to be your wife, I want to have children with you, I want to spend my whole life by your side.’ Harrison put his hands on your cheeks, drawing you to his lips. The kiss didn’t last long but showed all the love and joy you both felt. The kiss was sweet of the coconut balm on your lips, but also salty with your tears. 

‘I love you, Y/N. Most in the world. I know this isn’t the proposal you deserve, I don't even have a ring, but I love you and I want you to know that.’ 

‘I don't need a ring or any romantic gestures. You're all I need. Only you.’ 

[mrs-hollandstan]

Could you plz write something about dad!harrison dealing with his toddler’s tantrums/terrible twos.

I changed this just a lil but it's still similar

There was nothing better than watching Haz be a dad. He was the best with your little girl. Even when she, herself, was a nightmare. Jane looked just like her daddy, and of course you'd joked about her having his attitude too, but it wasn't necessarily true. Like today. 

You had announced to Harrison that you were pregnant with his second child, and before you announced it to Jane, he wanted to be able to tell her if she was getting a little sister or a little brother. It turned out your new baby was a boy, much to Harrison's surprise considering the similarities in your first and second pregnancy. But regardless, he was excited to tell your baby girl. And the result was less than perfect. 

His announcement came from you, and was you telling her she was getting a baby brother from mommy's tummy soon, and almost the second you told her they were a boy, she'd burst in tears and she was sobbing and screaming, her face bright red. 

Harrison had grabbed her and cradled her in his arms, her head tucked into her shoulder. He pouts at you, 

"She's really upset." He murmurs. You smile, 

"She'll get over it." He scoffs, 

"She will, I won't." He tells you. You giggle, 

"I'm sure you won't." He sighs, sitting her on the couch, 

"Jane darling… you are going to have so much fun either your baby brother. You having a little sister won't change anything. You can be just as mean to a little boy." He reasons. She heaves as she continues to cry. You can tell by the look in Harrison's eyes that it's killing him. You move in, stroking her hair down, 

"Jane…" You wait until her eyes meet yours, "you like Mr. Shadow right?" You reference her stuffed bear from Harrison's mom. She nods, wiping her red rimmed eyes. You hum, 

"And you love having tea parties with him huh?" You pose. She nods again. You smile, 

"Well… the bigger the party, the more extravagant you have to get which means cake and ice cream at your tea parties." You tell her. Harrison looks between you, watching Jane light up at the mention of a few of her favorite things. You press a hand to your belly, 

"Your baby brother is gonna have his own friends like Mr. Shadow and I just know that's he's going to want to join yours and Mr. Shadow's tea parties and he'll help you get that cake and ice cream." You bribe. Harrison's heart lightens at the look in Jane's eyes, his hand reaching out to smooth her hair down. He leans in and kisses her cheek, 

"You're gonna be such a good big sister huh J?" He poses. She nods, glancing up at him, "to a baby brother huh?" He adds, testing the waters. She gives a sniffle, but she nods again, staring up at him, 

"Yeah." He smiles,

"That's my good girl. Think there's still some of Uncle Tom's red velvet cake left in the fridge, you wanna check?" He asks her. She nods, eyes lighting up again, throwing herself into his arms. He smiles, kissing her temple. You stand along with him, following him into the kitchen. After he fetches the leftover birthday cake Tom had insisted you take home for your little girl and a fork, he turns to you, 

"How bout…" He takes your hand, "We stop at two. If I have to pick up the pieces again after she has a breakdown over another baby brother, I'll have to commit myself to a psych ward." You giggle as he corners you against the counter. Reaching up to stroke his cheek, you lean in and kiss him, 

"You're the one insistent on a second baby. Wasn't my idea to get pregnant again." He smiles, leaning in to kiss you again, a little more soundly this time, humming, 

"I know but… maybe not a third." He murmurs. You nod,

"Keep it in your pants then Osterfield." You squeal as he smacks your bottom before he's fishing two more forks from the drawer, 

"Let's see how much baby boy likes cake before his big sister's tea parties." He murmurs, handing one to you and twirling one between his fingers. He watches you chew for a moment, wondering how he got so lucky with two of the most gorgeous girls on earth and a little boy on the way. 

[simp4manyppl]

𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭💕- 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝-Holland-Holiday party

Your Pov:

"Love are you ready?" Tom calls out to me.

"I don't know!" I reply. Tom lifts an eyebrow and heads upstairs he walks into our shared bathroom and looks at me. I'm in the midst of doing my hair then I hear him chuckle.

"Tommy it's not funny!" I whine struggling to do my hair. He walks over to me and kisses my cheek.

"I have to get this hairstyle correct and then get my hair in order and- Tommy can you go check on the treats in the oven for me please?" I ask he let's out a sigh chuckle and leaves the bathroom

30 minutes later

"Y/n, Darling it's been 30 minutes what's wrong? My parents are gonna love you!" Tom asks as I leave our shared bedroom.

"Tom. and what if they don't?" I ask going downstairs. I look at him eye to eye and he cups my cheeks

"Don't say that! They'll love you. Trust me." Tom says. I sigh and nod.

(Your outfit)

"You look gorgeous." Tom whispers in my ear. I giggle and peck his lips which results to him moving his lips from my lips to my neck. He begins to kiss my neck as I grip onto his hair.

"T-Tom!" I moan out.

He makes his was for my collarbone one of his hands grip onto my ass and I let out a little yelp as he smiles against my collarbone.

"Tom we gotta get going!" I moan. His hand begin to slide down to my pants then his phone rings. He pulls away from me and I quickly get out of his grasp to go check on the treats.

"Yeah, we're on our way. We're just about to leave the house." Tom says. I pack up the treats and look at him.

He opens the door for me and I smile, we leave the house and make our way to his parents house.

When you got there

"Ready?" Tom asks me. I shake my head

"No" I nervously look at him. He smiles and looks at me.

"I'll be with you the whole time. I promise."  He reassures me. I nod and he unlocks the door.

"Tom!" I hear a familiar voice say.

"Hey Zen." He says with a smile hugging Zendaya.

"Hi Y/n!" She says.

"Hi Zendaya." I say with a little smile.

We hug for a while and  she looks at me.

"Are you okay?" She asks

"Yeah, I'm fine" I smile.

"She's nervous. Here lemme take this for for you." Tom says as he takes the treats to the kitchen.

"You don't have to be nervous they'll love you." She says. I nod and I feel a tiny hand grip onto my pants. I look down to see Zendaya and Harry's daughter.

"Oh Hi sweetheart" I say picking her up.

"Hi Auntie Y/n" She smiles

"Have you been good?" I ask the little girl who looks at her mother and her mother laughs.

"I hope she has. Or else ima going to have to tickle her." Tom says as he begins to tickle her. She laughs and pleads.

"I've been uncle Tommy I promise." She begs. Tom stops and I hand her over to Tom.

"Alright, I'll be taking Stella. Y/n hasn't said her hellos yet." Zendaya says as she takes her baby girl.

I hold Tom's hand and he leads me to the living room.

"Well look what the cat dropped in" I hear a man say.

"Oh my goodness you're even more gorgeous than the photos." I hear a woman say. I smile at them and Tom begins the introductions.

"Mum, Dad. This my girlfriend Y/n."Tom says I shyly smile.

"Y/n these are parents Dominic and Nikki" He says to me.

Nikkie gets up to hug me and I hug her back.

"Tom told us you would be a little shy. Just make yourself at home." She says

"Alright." I say as we pull away.

She leads me to a seat and sits next to me holding my hand in hers. I look at Tom who smiles at me and then heads up stairs.

"So tell me sweetheart, How did you two meet?" She asks.

1 year ago.

"Y/n! Y/n!" Kai calls out to me.

"What?" I  ask

"You will not believe who is sitting in the Café right now!" Kai says I raise my eyebrow and look around to see famous actor Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield. I'm not shocked, not nervous, I look at her.

"You want me to go take thier orders?" I ask and she nods.

I sigh and head over to the table.

"Hi, welcome to small space my name is Y/n how can I help you today?" I ask. Tom looks up at me and I look at him, he doesn't say anything but just leaves his mouth open.

"Hi Y/n, could I get a large Latte please?" Harrison asks.

"Sure thing, and for your friend?" I ask look at Tom.

"He'll be having what I'm having"  Harrison says. I nod and head to the back

A few minutes later I came back with the drinks.

"Alright. Here's two lattes" I say. I put Harrison's down and just as I'm about to put Tom's  down I'm pushed into him with his coffee spilling all over the table and his outfit...

"Oops my bad" I hear my little brother say.

"I'm sorry! I am so sorry!" I apologize.

"It's not your fault." He says as I quickly clean up the mess.

"If there's anything I can do to make it up to you I-" I say

"Oh no, you don't have to." He says.

I smile at him and turn around to go get more things to clean it up with.

"Actually, If I could get you number..."  He says.

I turn around and look at him

"Huh?" I ask

"You can make it up to me by getting my number." He smiles.

"S-sure" I say. He gave me his number and ever since that Tom and I would text eachother and meet up whenever he was in L.A.

Present Time

After telling Nikki how we met the family holiday party began.

We were currently in the living room with Tom's brothers and parents and Zendaya and her daughter.

It was almost time for us to leave and that's when Tom got a call.

"It was nice meeting you Y/n!" everyone says

"It was nice meeting everyone!" I say as Tom and I head out and get into the car.

"I can't wait to get home, you'll be moaning my name tonight" Tom says

His phone rings before I can say a thing

"Hello?" He says. He smiles and grips onto my thigh.

"No way. Alright. Call me later" He says hanging up the phone.

He kisses me and cups my cheeks.

"I got a role for an upcoming TV show next year." He says.

"That's great baby!" I smile and he kisses me again. We soon pull out of the driveway and make our way back to our house

"I can't wait!" Tom smiles.

"You'll do so great on the TV show." I say.

"Oh, I'm just as excited for the movie but what I really can't wait for is what I'll be doing to you tonight" Tom says.

I blush.

"I'm kidding. I'll be tearing you up tomorrow morning." He whispers. A/n; Hey! if you enjoyed this story, go check the rest out on my Wattpad @simp4manyppl (There's a lot of drama going on in this story!) if you do go read it make sure to comment a 💞 so ik you came from here!

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#5

Reunited: Y/N L/N surprises Tom Holland at No Way Home premiere

We were all stunned at the premiere of Spider-Man: No Way Home by the all-star cast making their appearances including Zendaya, Benedict Cumberbatch and the man himself Tom Holland.

But one person was missing. Tom’s wife, singer Y/N, was seemingly absent from supporting her husband.

Of course, everyone understood that she was busy pursuing her own career, 3 months into her 6 month world tour, after her third studio album released.

Y/N has been joined by the couple’s three-year-old daughter, little Rose Nicola Holland, throughout her tour across the continents. The mother-daughter pair were accompanied by Tom for a couple of months before being separated for his own press tour.

So naturally, everyone expected Tom to be going to the No Way Home premiere alone, without his wife and daughter - including Tom himself!

But, part way through his interviews, Tom was distracted by an all too familiar pair of girls pulling up to the red carpet. He immediately excused himself to go see his family.

Y/N arrived in a sexy red 2-piece and blazer, with a shy Rosie hoisted onto her hip and tucked into her neck. She was also sporting a cheeky red-lipped smile as her husband sped over to the two of them.

Tom immediately took hold of his little girl, and she instantly perked up at the sight of her dad, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips. Tom was seen wrapping his arm around his wife’s waist and whispering into her ear.

Over the course of the night, we got many cute snaps of the family together, with Tom and Y/N constantly fawning over their little girl, or sharing affectionate moments between each other.

The couple have been together for 6 years, meeting just before Tom was cast as Peter Parker and just after Y/N released her first studio album. They have always been a fan favourite, especially with us here at celebtattletale.

So it’s safe to say that Rose stole the show when she was born and now on the red carpet for the first time, being the perfect addition to this a-list couple.

And we just can’t help but hope that, at some point soon, Rose will be getting a little brother or sister. Those two do make beautiful babies.

587 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

#4

Family Fun: Chris Evans heads to the coast for a day at the beach with wife and kids

This weekend, Chris Evans (40) was spotted taking his wife and kids out to the coast of Massachusetts to enjoy a day at the beach.

The whole family were seen splashing about in the sea, a couple of the kids jumping over the waves, with the help of Chris, while wife Y/N (33) held the newest addition close to her chest.

Two months ago, the couple added baby Belle to their ever growing brood with Christopher Jr. (6), Flynn (4) and Mickey (3). At least now Mama Evans finally gets another girl in the house!

The family of six could be seen playing in the water in an array of colourful swimsuits. Y/N appeared in a black bikini, looking radiant with some of her postpartum baby belly clinging to her stomach.

Chris was evidently shirtless as he showed of his abs and chest hair in a pair of swimming trunks.

It was easy to see from the pictures that the paparazzi captured of Chris that a new tattoo has emerged, joining the collection he has on the side of his ribs.

During previous outings, fans had spotted that Chris had his kids names written on the right side of his body, and found his devotion to his family adorable.

And now little Belle's name is sat with the rest of them!

At any rate, the Evans family seemed to have fun at the beach, although the children were reportedly seem grimacing at their parents kissing.

Y/N and Chris have been together for nine years now and had a lovely winter wedding in 2015 when Y/N was already pregnant with their first child.

But we cannot fault the couple for their endless love, or the obvious devotion for their kids that they display constantly. Whenever Chris brings his family to an event, the world swoons at the perfection and displays of affection Chris shows to his wife and kids.

And this weekend seemed much the same, with Chris seen carrying his children on his shoulders and building sandcastles with them.

What an adorable sight!

789 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

#3

Surprise at the Oscars! Y/N L/N is pregnant with husband Henry Cavill’s baby

Y/N L/N (32) is pregnant! Last weekend she attended the Oscars with husband Henry Cavill (38), showing off her sizeable bump to the whole world.

Y/N was nominated as best actress in a leading role for her part as Lowen Ashleigh in the film adaptation of Colleen Hoover’s romance thriller ‘Verity’.

The film was delightfully disturbing, with psychological terror and romantic drama spiced with lusty sex scenes.

And it was no surprise when she won, helped up on stage by Henry whilst cradling her stomach protectively beneath her dress. Henry barely let go of her and kissed her cheek as she went up on stage.

Y/N was looking gorgeous in an ivory, tulle gown with delicate flowers embroidered along the bodice and her shoulders. The tea-length style dress bulged over the actress’ belly beautifully.

And it wasn’t only Y/N showered with praise. In her speech, many references were made to her husband, Henry, thanking him for his support and love.

This all-star couple have been together for 7 years in total and married for 3 and the whole world has loved watching their relationship grow and blossom.

The two met in 2014 through a mutual friend and the tabloids went wild after seeing the two out to lunch together. However Henry admitted that it took him 8 more months to ask her out!

Both actors kept us waiting, with it taking another 4 years for them to announce that they had gotten married. Photos of the wedding were released a few weeks after their honeymoon to Greece.

They married in a beautiful outdoor ceremony from what we could see with Henry looking absolutely dashing in his suit and Y/N stunning both him and us in her dress.

And ever since, everyone has been waiting to see a baby Cavill appear. I guess we won’t have to wait much longer…

Y/N is seven months pregnant but neither actor has revealed the sex of the baby or even whether they know themselves. At least we do know that with such beautiful parents that baby will be adorable.

This is most definitely the best surprise we could have gotten at the Oscars this year!

855 notes - Posted March 12, 2022

#2

How Young? Chris Evans reveals he got married at just 19 years old

Chris Evans (40) has always been an actor that was openly devoted to his family and ever since he appeared on our screens there have been no dating scandals or other public controversies.

And that’s probably because he’s been married for as long as the world has known him and is constantly adding to his brood of adorable children.

Last night, Chris appeared on Jimmy Kimmel Live, promoting the launch of one of his newest projects, 'Lightyear', a story of Buzz Lightyear and his adventures to infinity and beyond.

Chris appeared looking sexy as ever in a blue suit, highlighting his muscles.

When Jimmy brought up who was most looking forward to seeing the animated movie, Chris immediately answered that his kids had been begging to see it ever since they found out that their dad was going to Buzz Lightyear.

It was then that Jimmy brought out a cute photo of Chris, his wife Y/N (39) and their 5 kids:

Brandon (18)

Lowel (14)

Rayne (11)

Teddy (7)

Laurelai (2)

The picture captured the 7 Evans's at a family event in their garden, a year after the birth of little Laurelai. And all members of the family looked their best, especially Y/N in a cute navy dress with a white floral pattern and low neckline.

Jimmy went on to ask Chris how long he and his wife had actually been married, as Chris became an actor fairly young and there was never a point where Y/N didn't seem to have been there.

Chris revealed that 'we got married right after her high school graduation, a year after I had graduated myself, so I was 19 and she was 18.

'We met in Y/N’s freshman year - my sophomore year - when she joined the cheerleading squad and I was part of the football team. Such a cliché, i know.

‘Once I finally asked her out, we dated all throughout high school.We were that couple that was obnoxiously in love, always holding hands and making out in the hallway.

‘And then after she finished school, we figured why wait? So we got married in a little ceremony in my mom’s back yard.’

When asked if it was tough being married at such a young age and then having his first kid only a few years later, Chris replied that it was difficult with Y/N getting her degree and him starting his acting career, but they made it work by just keeping talking to each other.

And now the high school sweethearts are as close as ever, living with their 3 sons, 2 daughters and 2 dogs - Dodger and Pixie, in Boston in the house that Y/N designed herself after she became an architect.

We here at celebtattletale wish the family the best and I'm sure that we can all only hope for a love like theirs.

1,138 notes - Posted April 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Missing Ring? Fans spot that Chris Evans' newly-wed is missing a certain piece of jewellery

Two weeks ago, Chris Evans (40) got married to the love of his life and partner of four years, Y/N L/N (28) in a small backyard ceremony in his hometown of Boston.

Everyone went wild when Chris posted a picture of him and his beautiful bride on Instagram after not revealing any information about his upcoming wedding, other than one would be coming.

And we here at celebtattletale can say with certainty that Chris chose a beautiful woman to spend the rest of his life with.

Fans have adored Y/N ever since Chris confirmed that he was in a relationship with a young woman back in Boston, and love seeing pictures of her and Dodger being posted.

She looked stunning on their wedding day, with her arms linked with Chris' in his simple suit, clinging to his muscles. Y/N wore a stunning white dress, flowing about her ankles.

And now Chris and his newly-wed wife have set off on their honeymoon to Italy. They have spent the past two weeks there enjoying marital bliss and trying to keep to themselves.

Chris has posted just one photo of their trip and fans couldn't help but notice that something was missing from the picture that Chris captioned: 'with you'.

Throughout their relationship, Chris has spoken about how many people noticed that his girlfriend wore a ring on her left ring finger, although the couple were not engaged.

The ring was in fact a purity ring, and despite not telling the public whether Y/N wore it for religious reasons or not, Chris has said that he supported her decision to keep that part of herself for herself only until she felt ready.

And although, the idea of purity rings has been criticised in the media, fans have applauded Y/N for choosing to remain abstinent until she wanted to share that.

So when they spotted that the ring was missing from her finger, everyone on Instagram began searching for the piece of jewellery, as it is usually worn by the partner or kept.

Last weekend, Chris and Y/N were seen snuggling up on their honeymoon by a paparazzo and when the pictures were published, it did not take long for people to spot the ring on a chain around Chris' neck!

While we hope that the couple spend the rest of their honeymoon in peace, we cannot help but adore their devotion to one another and how they support each other.

1,919 notes - Posted April 12, 2022

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#5

Brother's Co-Star

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Brother’s Co-Star

Sebastian Stan x Holland!Reader

Summary: Being Tom Holland’s older sister has lead you to meet a lot of his co-stars. One however, catches your eye, and you catch his. Maybe you should have told your brother first.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: slight language, fluff, a little angst.

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299 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

#4

Anxiety Support

Chris Evans x Daughter!Reader

Summary: Chris helps you through a panic attack after you are followed by a group of girls.

Word Count: +1.5k

Warnings: Panic attacks, Anxiety, Being followed when shopping.

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You had just graduated High School and were due to go off to College in the fall. As excited as you were to gain your independence, you were still worried about leaving the safety of your father’s home. 

For as long as you could remember it was always just you and your Dad. Your Mom left when you were born, signing all rights away to your Dad and was never seen in Boston again. Of Course, you still had your Dad’s family around you, especially your Uncle Scott. 

Scott had stayed with the both of you during Lockdown and for the longest months, it had just been the three of you. You moved to remote learning and only ever left the house to go out to the backyard. You Facetimed all your friends but none of them were going to the same College as you.

You had been accepted into NYU, the same College where your Dad went. You were going to study acting. Much like Chris had been, you were a theater kid growing up and had always had an interest in acting. Originally, Chris had wanted to keep you out of the limelight, much preferring to give you a normal childhood.

However, when you showed an interest in acting, Chris couldn’t help but become overwhelmed with pride. He offered to help in any way he could but also understood that you wanted to make your own image as an actress and not just as Chris Evans’ daughter. 

Acting wasn’t the only thing you seemed to get from your father. Much like Chris, you had severe anxiety. Both social and separation. You were extremely nervous about moving to New York and being away from Chris. Your separation anxiety was so bad that Chris had to hire you a tutor whenever he was out of town and take you with him. You had an agreement with the school that you would attend Summer School classes and that you would keep up the curriculum. 

There was a level of determination though when it came to you moving to New York for College. You wanted to make your Dad proud and hopefully start to work on your separation anxiety. You were on medication and had therapy to help you and so far it was working. Chris had also created a sensory room for you. It was filled with stress balls, fidget toys, weighted blankets, it was your favorite color but pastel rather than bright. The whole room was designed to be your safe space and Chris was the only other one apart from you who went in there. Even then your Dad only came in when you needed him to.

It worried your Dad a bit that you were wanting to pursue acting with your anxiety, he himself knew how difficult it could be but he knew that acting was what you wanted to do and he would support you whatever. 

*

You needed to get a few things before you went to New York. You would be moving into the dorms there but you wanted to keep your room at home how it is. You went out on your own. Chris had originally wanted to go with you but you knew you needed to build up some confidence to go out on your own. You were quite lucky that in Boston you weren’t followed around that often. However, you still sometimes saw fans of your Dad, who knew who you were.

You had almost finished getting everything you needed when something caught the corner of your eye. A group of girls probably about your age were all giggling and looking towards you. You put your sunglasses down off of your head and tried to ignore them. Despite that, one of the girls came up to you.

“I’m sorry, aren’t you Chris Evans’ daughter?” She asked in a high pitched voice. 

“Um yeah.” You awkwardly nodded, already feeling anxious.

“I thought so. I just wanted to say how much I love your Dad.”

“Okay then.” You tried to walk away but her voice caught your attention once again.

“Is he around then? I've always wanted to meet him.” She giggled.

“No he isn’t. Sorry I’ve got to go.”You quickly rushed away but not before you heard her mutter ‘rude’ underneath her breath. 

You felt your heart race and your breathing pick up. You felt a panic attack about to happen and quickly pulled out your phone and called your Dad.

“Hey Sweetheart, are you ready to come home?” You heard your Dad’s cheery voice through the phone. You automatically felt yourself starting to calm down a little. Chris could hear your heavy breathing over the phone.

“Y/N? Are you alright?” He asked. 

“Dad, can you come pick me up?” Chris automatically knew something was wrong.

“Yeah I’ll meet you where I dropped you off. Is that okay?”

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327 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

#3

Honey Flower

Floriography – The Language of Flowers 

Andy Barber x Fem!Reader 

Summary: You knew that getting involved with a married man wasn’t the smartest choice. But the love you held for Andy made all the pain worth it. Wasn't it? 

Word Count: 7k 

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Smut (P in V, Fem receiving oral), Cheating (Not on reader), Swearing, Drinking, Marriage problems, Divorce, Age gap (Specific ages not mentioned), Mention of pregnancy. I think that is all but let me know if I missed anything. This is 18+ only. Minors DNI. 

(A/N: This is my entry for @starryevermore's Welcome to Angst City™ Writing Challenge. I honestly don’t know how good this I so any feedback is welcome. Please do not copy my work. Reblogs are welcome. 

Prompts: How Do You Say ‘Fuck You’ In Flowers? + Fifth Floor + Chris’ Pretty Boys: Andy Barber) 

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You have always loved flowers. Believing that there is more to them that then actual blossom. The Victorians used to use flowers as a way of communication. They would gift each other flowers to send a message. You studied floriography from a youthful age. Fascinated by how flowers could mean so much. They weren’t just for romance. The yellow hyacinth meant jealousy, the orange mock meant deceit and the trumpet flower meant separation.  

Flowers could also be given platonically, between mother and child or between friends. Pussy willow meant motherhood, moss meant maternal love and freesia meant trust or friendship. Working as a florist was magical to say the least. You watched as people tried to woo each other. You saw how people begged for forgiveness. Being able to make different arrangements for different circumstances was always a joy. Weddings, proposals, begging for forgiveness. There were also some not so great, arrangements for example funerals or when one person was dishonest with another.  

You grew up in England, living in the countryside, near the fields where wild flowers grew. Your favourites being daisies, which meant innocence or gentleness, asters which were a symbol of love and ivy which meant wedded love. Marriage. Something you had always wanted.  

When you were in your mid-twenties you moved to Massachusetts. Your Grandfather was sick and was requesting your presence. You barely knew him and only had met him a few times as a kid, but who were you to deny a dying man his final wishes. Turns out your Grandfather was fairly rich. Nothing dramatic but when he did eventually pass on he left you enough to start your own floristry shop in Newton.  

Your parents were going to stay in America too, to be closer to the family you grew up without. So, you decided to accept the money and open your shop ‘Floriography.’ You sold all kinds of flowers, each with the meaning provided. You hoped that when people came in that they would appreciate the knowing what the flowers meant. There was a small apartment above the shop where you could stay. Everything was going perfect in your life.  

*** 

‘Floriography’ was popular. Many people came in for their anniversaries and were so impressed that they often came back. Every bouquet you made was made with love. No two were the same. You wanted to make sure that each bouquet was personal and met the customer’s needs.  

About four months after you opened, a man walked in, and you were instantly intrigued. He was tall with dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He walked with confidence in an expensive suit but there was some sense of calmness around him. You instantly felt intimidated by him he obviously held some kind of power. He walked up to the desk where you were standing, working on a bouquet of pink roses (perfect happiness) for an anniversary and was patiently waiting for your attention. 

You smiled up at him and asked him to just wait a second as you put the final additions on the bouquet before you gave him your full attention.  

“How can I help you?” You smiled trying not to give away your nervousness. 

“I just came in to have a look, you see my wife has been stressed lately and I wanted to get her something to cheer her up.” His voice was silky and calm.  

“Well, I can make you a custom bouquet for her if you like.” I offered. I had seen this many times a husband coming in to cheer up their partner. 

“Would you mind?” He asked hopefully. “I noticed that you have the meanings of each flower written down so I assume you would know how I can express my appreciation of her?” 

I was more than happy to help him. It reminded me of why I enjoyed my job so much. 

“Of course, well I could use a wild pansy, which means ‘you occupy my thoughts”? Or calla lilies which means ‘magnificent beauty’?” 

He interrupted you. “She does like calla lilies, and they have a great meaning.” His accent coming through strongly compared to your British one. 

“Well, they would look lovely with a little holly, which means domestic happiness. And forgive me if I am overstepping here, but as you are in my shop purely to cheer her up I believe that holly would be appropriate.” 

He let out a small chuckle. “You are not overstepping and yes I would like to this we live in ‘domestic happiness.’ Well, you’re the expert so I will leave it to you.” 

“That’s great. So, I will have these ready for collection tomorrow if you would like to collect them? If not fill out this card and I can deliver them for you.” I smiled at him. 

“I’ll collect them after work tomorrow if that’s okay. I think coming straight from me will mean more to her. Anyway, thank you so much for your help I really appreciate this.” He grinned at me. “I’ll see you tomorrow…” he looked down at the name tag on my apron “…Y/N” 

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335 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

#2

Unhappy? Happy

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Ari Levinson x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Arguments, Smut (Fingering, Grinding, Ari cums in his pants, Oral (Fem-Receiving), P in V, Unprotected Sex), Make-up sex, Fluff, Swearing. (I think that's all but let me know if I missed anything.)

18+ Only. Minors Do Not Interact.

Word Count: +1.6k

Summary: Ari wants to leave on another mission, but this time he has more to lose at home.

(A/N: I am reposting this as it didn't appear on any of the tags x.)

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The two of you had been at it for over an hour already. You knew how important the missions your husband went on were, but at the same time with two children in the picture, it was getting harder and harder for you to say goodbye to him each time he went. Especially with how dangerous they could be.

You and Ari went to ‘run’ The Red Sea Diving Resort together along with four others. You had known Ari for years and when he came to you with his latest plan, you knew you had to help. However, at the time you didn’t have a husband, son and step-daughter to worry about. You knew that it was the constant missions and all the time spent away from home which split up Ari’s first marriage and you were determined not to let it happen to yours. 

Maya, Ari’s daughter, was so used to seeing her Dad leave that she barely battered an eyelid anymore but Connor, your’s and Ari’s Son was too young to understand why Ari was never there. After you had Connor, you decided to stop going on missions and start working to help coordinate them instead. Unfortunately, Ari didn’t share that idea and that is what led to this specific moment. Another mission had come up and Ari had to leave for an unknown amount of time.

“All I’m saying is that we - I - promised to go back. You knew this day would come, why are you so surprised?”

“I am surprised because not only do you have Maya now but Connor as well. I understand how important this is but can’t they send someone else?”

“This isn’t about nobody else doing the job! This is about me needing to be the one who does it. I promised Kabede that I wouldn’t abandon anyone. That I would go back.” Ari yelled. At that moment you were thankful that Maya was at her Mom’s and Connor was with your parents, they didn’t need to hear this.

“And I get that Ari but what about your children. What about me? How are we supposed to cope knowing full well that you may not come back to us?”

“So what? I am supposed to leave all those innocent people. I love you, Maya and Connor more than anything in the world but this is something I have to do.” 

You sighed. A part of me felt selfish wanting him to stay, but at the same time, he wasn’t the only person who could complete these missions. 

“We can’t put up with this forever, Ari. When I married you, I promised myself that I wouldn’t let our jobs get in the way but things are different now and I can’t comprehend how you can’t see that.” You said in a low voice. A dramatic change in tone from the yelling.

“Then what do you want from me Y/N? To stay here and be unhappy all the time? Unhappy that I’m not out there?”

You froze. So did Ari.

“Y/N/N, I didn’t mean that…”

“Don’t right now Ari. I can’t… I just…” You went upstairs to your shared bedroom. You knew that he said all that in the heat of the moment but a part of you couldn’t help but over analyse what he said. Was he unhappy in your marriage? Did he want to be out all the time? Did he regret marrying you? 

You sat on your bed and cried. You didn’t know what to say to him. You loved Ari with everything in you. But the idea of him not wanting you nearly killed you inside. You didn’t want to be the one to make him unhappy.

About an hour later, you heard a knock on the door. You didn’t say anything but looked up when you heard the door open. Ari’s eyes were bloodshot and his hair looked a mess. It was obvious that he had been crying just as much as you had.

He didn’t say anything as he made his way over to you on the bed. 

“Sweetheart? Please?” He whispered in your ear. You knew that he felt bad. Slowly, you looked up at him and he could see the tears clouding your eyes. 

“What do you want, Ari? I don’t have any energy to argue with you.”

“I know sweetheart. I came to say I’m sorry. Can I make it up to you?” Closing your eyes you nodded at him. You knew you could never stay mad at him for too long. “Words princess.” Ari growled in your ear. 

“Please Ari.” You whispered. Next thing you knew Ari had you on your back and was devouring your mouth with his. You couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as you felt your lips being chewed at by him. 

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435 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

These are the fics that I recommend and Love for Chris Evans and his Characters. Minors DNI

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Andy Barber:

Under the Suit by @simplystevies - Ex’s Dad!Andy Barber x Intern!Reader 

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448 notes - Posted May 28, 2022

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Only-part three

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dad! Tom Holland x OC

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Summary: Tom was living his dream as a rising star in Hollywood for the past six years. Even though it was everything he ever wanted he missed everything that he left behind. His family back in London. His best friend who’s career had also taken off and though they were roomates they never had time for one another. His first love that was torn apart by a dimbass decision. He wished he could take it all back. All the stupid decisions he made in the past that could have been the other way around if he choose the right choice. What happens when he wakes up one day in the life he should have chosen?

warings: angst, cussing, drinking, fluff, can bad writing be one, confused tom (again) and Harrison being adorable

word count: 3258

aurthors note: So I suck as a person and an author on the updates for this story and I am so terribly sorry. My life is a mess. Ive been applying for colleges taking the ACT, doing my job that sucks ass right now, and have been trying to get my service hours in to get into an organization that is going to help me get more scholarships. I am so slammed at this time of the year that it is so incredibly awful. The last time I updated this story was at the beginning of December. The next on is coming soon is in the works. Also, please excuse my editing. My life will be as normal as it can be in the next two weeks so expect more updates soon:) lol this is my second time to upload it and I'm sorry I was having problems with my account. 

The car ride to the coffee shop wasn’t supposed to be long. In fact, they could have just walked to the cafe all together. Instead, they were sitting in Harrison’s Tesla with the soft sound of the radio playing filling the car and the street outside.

Tom was never one for awkward silences and this was definitely not far from it. He just watched the buildings passing by his window. With the occasional glances from Harrison, but ignoring it all together. Arriving at the coffee shop that Tom didn’t recognize he knew that getting out of the car meant having to flood Haz with questions and probably the other way around knowing his friend was just as confused as he was.

It was anything you would expect out a local coffee shop. It had its unique features and the parts of the shop you can find anywhere else in the world. Tom was only paying attention to the details of the room to distract him from everything else that was running through his head at the moment. From the thought that Blythe was is daughter to the way he was living now was different from the life he supposedly left behind just yesterday.

They ordered their drinks, well, Harrison ordered their drinks and sat down at the nearest table. It was just the two best friends staring at each other waiting to see who opened their mouth first. The shop was slightly busy with the bell above the door ringing every once in a while with a customer leaving or coming in. The sound of small conversations between people throughout the seating area. The bubbling of the espresso machine filling mugs and environment friendly disposable coffee cups. Tom just looked around cupping his hands around his cup avoid any and all eye contact with his best friend.

He heard Harrison sigh and the shifting of him in his seat, “You know, making the situation better isn’t going to consist of us just sitting here like we don’t know each other because we do.”

Tom looked at him sighing and running his hand through his hair, “I know, I just don’t know what to say.”

“How ‘bout I start by asking,” Harrison suggested.

Tom nodded.

“What do you know so far? I mean, about… this Tom.”

Tom took another deep sigh, “I know I’m still in the acting business I just don’t know if it’s the same criteria. A lot of the movies I did before took up a lot of my time.”

“You’re still the face of spiderman if that’s what your worried about,” Harrison said before taking a sip of his coffee.

Tom chuckled, “Well, that much I found out from opening up my phone, and my sons room.”

“Elian, we call him Eli. Where you came up with the name I will never know. You-,” He paused looking at Tom nervously, “I mean the other Tom told me that it was all of Lennons doing. He’s almost two.”

“What about Blythe,” Tom said a little too quickly, “I just want to know the story.”

Harrison nodded, “Lennon found out she was pregnant with her after you both had a huge fight. You felt bad about what you told her-”

“I think what we are supposed to do is call things off and go our separate ways for now,” Tom cut him. Regret filling his face.

Harrison scrunched his eyebrows, “Yeah… I guess you didn’t go back. In your other… life.”

“Yeah, and I regret doing that,” Tom clenched his fist on the table looking away from Harrison, “I feel like if I do get out of this and wake up to my old life Blythe will still be in the picture.”

Harrison was quiet. Probably in shock from Tom’s assumption that Blythe was even a possibility in his other life. He clenched his jaw slightly still thinking of something to say, “Then why do you think this happened?”

“I have no fucking clue,” Tom said letting out a shaky breath. He honestly didn’t really think about why this happened to him. He had been so indulged in everything that kept coming up that it overlapped the thought of why he was in this situation. “When did we get married?”

“A few months after Blythe was born,” Harrison replied, “Got engaged when you both made up after the fight. I got a video if you want to watch.

Tom nodded and Harrison took his cracked samsung out of his pocket. He faced the phone towards Tom to reveal a nervous Tom riding in the back seat of the car next to Harrison. Tom paused it really quick and looked at his friend, “Did I even know you were filming?”

Harrison smirked, “Nope.”

“I guess you being a cheeky bastard hasn’t changed,” Tom said letting out a relieved laugh followed by Harrison chuckling with him.

He pressed the play button and watched as the video to them walking through the airport with him wearing a hat and a with his hands stuffed in a fleece denim jacket. He couldn’t see his face due to Harrison trailing behind him but he knew it would tell him that in that moment he was scared shitless out of his mind. The footage was blurry and the audio wasn’t the best due to the people walking past Harrison and him. He could hear himself calling out Lennon’s name over the sound of the airport’s noise.

The camera quickly jerked up to Lennon with an oversized hoodie and leggings with her glasses. Standing next to her was Xio and they were waiting by the baggage claim. Tom walked up to her, but she turned avoiding him.

The latina stepped in front of her friend being the only thing in between her best friend and him. “What do you want Holland?”

“I just need to talk to her. Lennon, please, I fucked up just let me explain,” he said looking at Lennons whose back was still facing him.

“Explain what!” Lennon said harshly turning to Tom walking past her friend, “You made it very clear that you did not want this relationship to work.”

“I know I did, but I shouldn’t have let my doubts get to me.” There was pain in Tom’s voice making himself shift in his seat as he watched the scene unravel before him. “I love you Lennon, and I just wanted you to know that. I love you so much it fucking hurts. I do see us having a future together I just didn’t want to admit it because I was scared it wouldn’t work out. But I know it will, I have you.”

Tom paused the video, “Did you really record our whole conversation?”

“For fuck sakes Tom,” Harrison let out a groan rolling his eyes, “Just watch the fucking video.”

He heard her scoff, “You really think that everything would just go back to how what it was.”

“I thou-”

She cut him off, “Thought that since I usually am one to forgive we would kiss and make up. It can never happen.” She crossed her arms looking down her voice dropped in volume, “We can’t continue to live the way we were.”

He saw himself perk up at her words tilting his head to the side, “Why?”

She shook her head, “If I told you it wouldn’t matter because you can go on with your perfect life.”

Tom blink back looking up at his friend seeing him motion to continue to watch the video.

He looked down seeing him on one side of the screen and her on the other. From the profile on her place he could tell she was either on the verge of blowing up in his face or breakdown into tears. “What do you mean,” his voice was filled with confusion and laced with a certain uneasiness.

Tom, the one watching the video, knew exactly what it was. He couldn’t believes  how totally oblivious his past self was. Then again, he was stupid enough to leave and not have the balls this version of himself had to actually go back to her.

She just shook her head and turned walking the other way. Tom’s younger self looked at in the direction of the camera. Tom could hear Harrison let out a huff through the video, “Well what the fuck are you looking at me for go after her.”

The video cut to stumbling as if harrison was trying to get his phone back out of his pocket. Tom was breathless, heaving as he was trying to catch up to the two girls a second time. They were in a secluded hallway making the sound of their voices easier to hear and easier for Harrison, by the looks of it, to video the young couple.

Tom grabbed her hand making her turn revealing her flushed face with tear streaks and her eyes red and puffy. It made his heart stop and he couldn’t imagine what it was like in that moment, he never wanted to imagine what it was like in that moment.

His jaw clenched and he squeezed her hand again grabbing the other one cupping them. He let out breath, “Whatever it is you are scared of we’ll work through it together, I promise.” She was avoiding eye contact with him looking everywhere but his face. “Lennon, look at me. I love you. Okay, I do so fucking much. What I said before I was scared and shit I still am. I’m willing to do anything for you. I’ll make sure that I won’t open my fucking mouth again, or let my second thoughts get the best of me.” He let out another shaky breath, “Just tell me what to do and I promise I won’t fuck up again.”

“I’m pregnant Tom,” she said quickly not missing a beat still avoiding eye contact. “I didn’t pick up any of your calls or answer you texts because I didn’t know what you would say. I don’t want you to think that you would have to hold everything back for a mistake that you can’t control. I do love you, Tom, but I don’t want something as time consuming as a child to get in the way of your career.” It was silent. Tom couldn’t hear anything, but it his mind he was screaming at himself to do something. Lennon shrugged letting go of Tom, “You can go and just forget… everything because I kn-”

Tom grabbed her by the waist smashing his lips into hers. Hearing Harrison let out a cheer and Xio saying, “fucking finally.” He pulled away, “Don’t you ever, for one second, think I would not want you because you are carrying our child you are so wrong.” He took a step back, “That just makes what I’m about to do so much easier.” Tom kneeled down on one knee, “Scratch the fact that you just told me the best news ever and the fact that we broke up recently. You know what, just ignore every stupid thing I’ve ever done in this relationship. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So will you, please, become my other half for the rest of my life.’

Lennon let out a laugh and a slight cry nodding her head, “Yes, but don’t ever be that cliché again.” He stood back up smiling leaning to kiss her again hearing a groan from both Harrison and Xio.

Tom stopped the video setting it down on the table rubbing his hand over his face, “Shit.”

“About what,” Harrison asked leaning back in his chair.

“Everything, I didn’t do that Haz, and if I tell her that I’m not him then I have no fucking clue what I’m gonna do. How I’m going to tell her? After watching that I don’t think I could ever top that, and after this whole thing. If I wake up from this, I have to go and tell the same Lennon I want to fix everything after years of not talking to her.”

“Woah, Tom, slow down. You do have tell Lennon you're not the Tom you say you are,” Tom opened his mouth to protest, “And you have to do it before tonight. Our wives talk to each other, mine extremely loud, about things they plan for us. Let’s just say I- I wish my wife wasn’t loud and obnoxious when talking to her best friend.” He blinked a couple of times shaking, probably, the thoughts that were going through his brain at the moment, “My point is you need to talk to her. Don’t wait, if you’re anything like the other you… Y-you tend to wait at worst moment in case didn't pay attention to the video I just showed you.

“I can’t tell her,” said letting out a frustrated groan. “I’ll just I act like I don’t feel good during the party, at my parents house. Then we’ll just work it out until it all just disappears.”

“You do know you could be in this situation for however long, and you are willing to risk a perfectly good marriage. Tom, that is probably the most dumbass thing you could do to her,” Harrison paused, “Are you still in love with her?”

Tom clenched his jaw. After seeing her that morning again he knew the answer to that question. He just didn’t want to talk about that. He didn’t want to admit that he was still infatuated with her, but this was his best friend, “I do still love. After I saw her today, fuck, every year I spent without her felt like it never happened. Like, like- everyone of my problems disappeared and I don’t need to screw shit up again.” Harrison narrowed his eyes in deep thought. He didn’t say a thing for the next few minutes. He finally looked back up at Tom, “If you’re not going to tell her now… Then- then… you need to understand that this happened for a reason. I don’t think you were just randomly put into this situation. You said you still think about her maybe… this is the universe's way of saying you need to get your shit together.”

Tom took in Harrison’s words thinking it probably was true. His life has been shitty for the past few years without her. “If you’re right. Then I have no idea how to fix it.”

“Like you said, you love her. Maybe,” Harrison paused, “you just need to realize that… you can get just not in the way you think.”

Tom nodded.

Harrison let out a chuckle and put his hand on Tom’s shoulder, “How about let back before my wife has a fit and kills me for keeping you away from Lennon.”

They stood up and left the coffee shop having less awkward situation on the car ride back. The tension wasn’t as thick as before. Making it seem like it was almost normal.

Pulling into the driveway Tom felt completely different from when he woke up that day.

He felt an enormous weight lifted from just talking to someone about his situation. He still felt on edge but the anxiety was less effective. He knew that he would be able to get through it without having to overthink everything and not being able to talk to anyone.

Harrison opened the door, “Hey babe, we are back.”

“Took you long enough,” Tom heard a voice he recognized too quickly, “thought I would have to call your mom to get you and Tom.”

The two of them walked into the back of the house to the kitchen with the smell of cookies in the oven and the sound of Blythe singing along to some cheesy pop song playing over the speaker. Harrison walked over to her ruffling her hair.

“Hey don’t do that. It took me forever to tame those curls,” Xio said from the hall that was next to kitchen. Tom still couldn’t see her.

“Well you can blame that on Tom because I just have the weird waves that come with just whatever mood my hair is in,” Lennon said walking into the kitchen with Eli on her hip.

“Well then our kids are screwed because we both have the tameless curls,” Xio walked in with a stack of hand towels.

Tom’s eyes widened a little at the sight of Xio’s pregnant belly that looked about eight months in. He swallowed hard at the sight of Harrison’s wife who looked the same except was carrying his best friend’s child. She had the usual smirk on her face at the sight of Tom, “What’s wrong superstar still not used to the fact I’m carrying your godchild?”

“No, I think it's because he hasn’t seen you in a while,” Harrison said shaking his head walking over to his wife placing his hands on her hips kissing her cheeks.

“Yep, five days seems like forever to Tom,” Xio raised her eyebrows using a sarcastic tone.

“Don’t mind him he has been acting like that all morning,” Lennon rolled her eyes, “I think by now I should have learned that he can’t take watching horror movies after dark.”

“He also cries when we watch Toy Story 3,” Blythe giggled at her father scrunching her nose reminding him of Lennon.

Lennon walked over to her kissing the top of her head, “Well, you did too, so don’t be making fun of your father little bird.”

“You cried when you watched me die the first time on screen,” Tom said smiling softly at the both of them. Everyone was quiet for a moment. The two women looked at Tom with wide eyes and Tom quickly realised that they probably haven’t showed Blythe any of his movies where he didn’t live to the end considering they were all too old of a rating for her. He scrunched his eyebrows looking in between the three adults in front of him. He was a little shocked himself that was only going to mention Lennon but somehow he was talking about Blythe too.

“Daddy!” Blythe gasped, “You were supposed to tell them that we watched you as Peter Parker.”

“Hold up, if any one is going to take the blame it’s going to be all three of us ‘cause I was there too,” Harrison laughed, “You can’t yell at us because she was already watching it when we walked into the room.”

Xio crossed her arms and turned back around at Harrison, “Remind me to never put you in charge of our child.”

“Come on Xio this isn’t the worst thing they could have done,” Lennon shrugged.

“Yeah, well, it’s still not the best,” she scoffed rolling her eyes making Harrison chuckle.

“He said I couldn’t watch the avengers because Uncle Robert says too many naughty words,” she said nonchalantly as she went back to her coloring.

Lennon put Eli in the high chair next to the bar sitting down next to Lennon resting her arm behind her daughter on the back to the seat, “Oh really. When did he say you can watch it.”

“Soon,” Blythe hummed as she continued to color. Watching the two interact made Tom reconsider a lot of things. Even if he didn’t get to watch Blythe grow up into the child she is to say he knew he could take advantage of his new found life like Harrison said. He decided sulking wasn’t going to get him anywhere and he need to enjoy it while it lasted.

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[alltoowelltom]

Tour (T.H. Social Media Fic)

tom holland x singer!reader

summary: tom & co. hyping up singer!reader as she goes on tour with her band

notes: 

☆ reader here is a member of little mix, i used jade thirlwall as face claim

☆ i was inspired by and want to give credit to the little mix member!reader ‘Baby on the way’ series, I seriously recommend checking it out here <3

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y/ninstagram ☑️ : tour screens for the LM5 tour 👀 ...

leighannelasagne: Y/N OH MY GOD

y/nslovey: I’M COMING TO SEE YOU IN LONDON 😍

tomholland2013 ☑️ : 🤤🤤

lmstan13: y/n looking HOT as per usual 

spideyy/n: when does the tour start ??

↪️ y/ninstagram☑️: september!

↪️ spideyy/n: OH MY GOD SHE REPLIED THAT'S IT I'M GETTING TICKETS

tuwaine ☑️:  🔥 🔥 🔥

jadethirlwall☑️: so excited for this one 😩

tomsparker: don't you just love when women 🥰

mtv ☑️: LOOOVE

wasabimixer: i love you sm

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y/ninstagram☑️: and it begins !

y/nmixer: BRING BACK THE TOUR DIARIES OR ELSE

↪️ y/ninstagram☑️: 👀🤫

↪️hollandy/n: holy shit what does that mean ??

hatchiandharvey: QUEEN ❤️

harryholland64☑️: nice photo

tomholland2013☑️: my girl is gonna smash it 😌

glorydayz11: ❤️❤️❤️

nikkihollandphotography: good luck darling x

↪️y/nssalute: this is so sweet 🥺

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y/ninstagram☑️: London you were incredible! what a way to kick off the lm5 tour 🥺

jadesmagic: I WAS THERE ❤️❤️❤️

hollandmix: The show looks so good I wish I could go

tomholland2013☑️: ABSOLUTELY KILLED IT DARLING

powermv: Y/N you were so good !!

leighannepinnock☑️: ��

perriexox: their best tour yet 😭

y/nmixer: y/n's high note in power?? iconic

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hazosterfield☑️: saw @littlemix's show tonight, it was incredible! by far the best show I've ever been to

y/ninstagram ☑️: thanks for coming guys x

↪️ hazosterfield: thanks for the free vip tickets 😏

perrieleelee: so cute 😭

jadeamelia22: Tom's face 🥺🥺🥺

petersy/n: I THOUGHT I SAW YOU OH MY GOD @y/nsheel I TOLD YOU I SAW THEM

↪️ y/nsheel: OH FUCK THEY WERE RIGHT NEXT TO US

etmixer2011: the way he looks at her like she created the sun or something 😭😭

harryholland64☑️: @tomholland2013 whipped.

↪️samholland1999: whipped.

↪️paddyholland2004: whipped.

↪️tuwaine☑️: whipped.

↪️y/ninstagram ☑️: yeah, whipped 😌

↪️tomholland2013: @y/ninstagram 😌😘

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tomholland2013☑️: so proud of my girl! @y/ninstagram, you are one of the strongest women i know and it fills me with joy to see you live out your dreams on stage. i am so lucky to be able to call you mine ❤️

📸: @harryholland64

tuwaine☑️: she looks so done with your shit mate

y/ninstagram☑️: 🥺i love you

↪️tomholland2013: i love you more

hollandinc: NOBODY TOUCH ME

zendaya ☑️: Queen 😍

y/n4life: this is so soft 😭

jadesmotivate: crying and throwing up 🥺

harryholland64 ☑️: photo creds ??🖕

↪️tomholland2013: added🖕

lifeisaloha☑️: if looks could kill...

nikkihollandphotography: Gorgeous! ❤️

perriesnoodles: where do i get a tom holland

[bigilante]

[farfromtommy]

a social media au with tom and singer!reader announcing her world tour and the boys being excited and hype. ty!!

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y/n North America, South America, Europe, Australia, Asia... we’ll see you soon.

stay tuned for new music and tour dates 

can’t wait to see you all again. 

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fan1 OHHH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD

fan2 NEW MUSIC AND A NEW TOUR HOLY SHIT YES

tomholland2013 I’m so fucking proud of you

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tomholland2013 I’m so unbelievably proud of my girl. she has poured everything she has into making this new album for everyone and is so excited to share it with the world. You guys are not ready for this new chapter!! 

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y/n thank you for being my biggest fan, I don’t know what I would do without you by my side 🥺💖

fan3 what’s your favorite track on the new album?

tomholland2013 @fan3 track 3,5,6, and 11 are all about me... so those :)

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samholland1999 the groupie and the photographer

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harryholland64 🤩

fan4 that one strand of hair falling in tom’s face... it means the world to me

yourbestfriend can’t wait to see you guys in LA!!! 

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harryholland64 What an amazing show in Miami tonight. @y/n killed it as always. See you guys at the COMPLETELY SOLD OUT Orlando show tomorrow night!! 

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y/n LETSFUCKINGGOOOOOOOOO

fan5 BEST SHOW OF MY LIFE SEE YOU IN ORLANDO FOR ROUND 2!!!

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hazosterfield wanted to experience y/n’s show tonight with the crowd instead of backstage or in the VIP box. I don’t know which I enjoyed more, the actual show or just being in the crowd with everyone. It was absolutely mental and is probably the best concert I’ve ever been to. @y/n you are the best! 

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fan6 AHHH I THINK I WAS STANDING NEXT TO YOU BUT DIDN’T ACTUALLY THINK IT WAS YOU

tomholland2013 wait till they find out I was in the crowd too...

tuwaine 🔥🔥🔥

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a/n: wow two posts in two days?! who aM I??? this was so fun im sorry it took so long imdsakhjsdk

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[farfromharry]

Ok since I miss the irregulars could you please write prompt 29 from the dad/stepdad prompts with harrison????

Summary: harrison takes your son to meet the cast of the irregulars

Dad!Harrison x reader

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“Please make sure you’re not overwhelming him,” you stated. You'd been staying with Harrison while he was filming the irregulars, he was very unwilling to leave you and Jack back in London for so long. So you’d stay in his trailer with your baby boy while he filmed.

Today he’d finally managed to convince you to let him introduce Jack to the rest of the cast while you took a well deserved nap on the comfy couch with no distractions and no needy babies.

“He’ll be perfectly fine,” he assured, smoothing down your hair and leaning forward to place a kiss on your forehead. You nodded nervously, eyes flickering between your love and your baby.

“Okay, well, have fun.” You kissed Jack’s cheek and then gently kissed Harrison’s lips, waving the two out of the door before getting into your makeshift bed for the afternoon.

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Harrison walked through the set with his baby held close to his chest, the little thing babbling mindlessly and randomly. More than a few people saw the bub and complimented the new dad, but he wasn’t stopped by anyone until he approached the area near a couple of his co-stars.

“Is that baby Osterfield?” he heard a voice ask. He turned his head to see Jojo standing with Thaddea, both of the two with wide eyes, itching to get the baby in their arms. The blonde grinned, pressing a few kisses to his bubba’s cheek before carefully handing him over to his castmate.

He watched as the two gushed over the young baby, Jack soaking up all the attention that he loved so much and could never possibly get tired of. He’d never heard the boy giggle so much.

Apparently he’d attracted a crowd with his loud babbles, Darci and Mckell finding their way over to greet Jack for the first time.

Harrison thought he may be getting replaced by his friends at this rate if his baby didn’t stop being so adorable.

“He’s just so cute,” Darci stated, lifting the baby from her friend's arms to cradle him against her chest.

It was all going well for a while, the cast asking numerous questions about Jack and how you were doing and how both of you were adjusting to being parents, but eventually the little boy grew rather distressed around the strangers, looking towards his dad crying to be back in his arms.

“Well, I should get him back to his mummy,” he said, bouncing the little one in his arms in hope his tears would stop. It was obvious to the dad that the boy just wanted his mum, whether it was out of hunger or lack of her attention, but he recognised that deprived cry anywhere.

He waved goodbye to his friends, trying to coax his boy to do the same, but apparently that wasn’t going to happen.

“Such a mummy’s boy.”

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[mrs-hollandstan]

Welcome Home || Harrison Osterfield

Warnings: language I think, mentions of pregnancy, kiddos, Tommo and Haz being cute little loves, minor angst

Word Count: 2,913

Author's Note: I was so torn between this and a dad!Sam fic that I'm O B S S E S S E D with so I still might post it. This one was written a while ago, but with the magic of editing I've made it a little better haha. I hope you guys enjoy!

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Harrison's schedule made it hard to be apart. You had seen a lot of time away because he and Tom are best friends. The two of them used to always travel together and that excluded you most of the time. But with that, it was always Tom working and Harrison sitting off to the side, facetiming you until his phone literally ran down to the last percentage. But when its him that's working, and he misses his wife and his little boy, it is the hardest thing ever. Hearing him bawl over the phone because you sent him a video of your son being tickled is so so sad. When he facetimes you, he won't even look at the camera, thinking you'll react negatively to him being gone so much, your son growing up without him there most of the time. When he finally did look up, his eyes were red and he kept rubbing tears from them. 

The day he finally came back was sooner than expected. He was expected back on Friday and was back by Tuesday. At first you thought it might be an intruder creeping into your son's room but upon further inspection, you found that Harrison was the more logical explanation and finding his car parked in the driveway confirmed the suspicion. Slowly standing and blinking the sleep from your eyes, you wander down the dark hall to Jackson's room. You smile when Harrison comes into sight, his hair still parted and gelled off to the side, the body of your two year old cradled to his chest. He rocks the little one who's still asleep in his arms, Harrison's head laid over Jackson's. 

"Welcome home soldier." You say gently, Haz's head snapping up, his baby blue eyes sparkling in the moonlight. His hips don't stop swaying methodically, but an exhausted smile crosses his face. Gently laying your little boy down, he takes the few strides forward, dragging you into his arms and dipping you to kiss you. You giggle into his lips, holding his broad shoulders. He stands you straight after a moment, 

"You're so cheesy." You rasp out, covering your mouth and squealing when he raises you in the air, your legs binding around his waist. He chuckles low in his throat, 

"My god I missed you so much." He growls, letting you run your fingers through his hair. You lean in to kiss his nose, wrapping your arms around his neck. 

"We missed you too my love." When your son groans and whines quietly, tossing and turning in bed, Haz sets you down, eyes wandering to the little two year old, 

"If he wakes up can he come to bed with us?" He asks, like he's a second child. You shrug, stroking his shoulders over the long sleeved shirt that sticks to his muscular arms, 

"Sure." Crouching beside the bed, Harrison looks down at his little boy longingly. You remember that look as the same he had on his face the day Jackson was born. The curiosity, the fear, the love; he felt it all, mostly all at once. The way Jackson wasn't planned but you both wanted him. The way you both craved to hold this little human in your arms. And the way when this little baby was laying in Harrison's arms, he was absolutely in love all over again. And it was just the three of you for the longest time, and still. You eloped in secret, keeping it from even your closest friends and family once the stress of having a baby was over. Of course Tom was pissed he wasn't gonna be a best man, but holding Jackson overpowered that. Uncle Tom was just as in love with the little boy staring up at him as Harrison was, and when that little one started to whimper and whine, Tom was on it, calming the baby back down to a neutral temper like only he and Harrison could do. 

"You should go take a shower. I'll bring him to bed for you." You softly say, walking forward and wrapping an arm around him. He smiles, stroking the little one's cheek again as he's broken from his thoughts, 

"Yeah. I'll be right there okay?" Standing and kissing your forehead, he exits the room just as swiftly as he entered, leaving you to lean in and  kiss Jackson's forehead. He whimpers again before his eyes flutter open, blinking a few times before he frowns slightly at the sight of you before him, 

"Momma?" You smile, stroking the sandy colored locks of hair from his eyes, 

"Hi baby. Daddy's home, you wanna see him?" He's suddenly fully awake, sitting up and nodding as he holds his arms out for you. Lifting him, you carry him down the hallway, following the noise into the bathroom where Harrison is vigorously washing his hair,

"Who is that?" You quip down to your son, Harrison quickly rinsing his hair and peeking from behind the frosted glass to smile at the two of you. Jackson makes grabby hands at his father leaving you to giggle as Harrison's eyes flash in panic, 

"Daddy!" Haz swallows, 

"Ahh shoot uhm, just give me one second baby. Lemme finish my shower." You lean against the counter, pressing your lips to Jackson's temple in soft, almost non-existent kisses, 

"We can wait huh? Just stay right here?" Jackson nods, resting against your chest and tucking his thumb in his mouth. You kiss his forehead, 

"We've waited long enough now, huh lovebug?" He nods again, looking up as Harrison turns the water off. Quickly drying himself and wrapping a towel around his waist, he holds his arms out, taking the overexcited boy into them. Jackson snuggles into his father, letting Harrison kiss his hair, 

"I missed you so much buddy. I thought about you every day." You smile, rubbing Jackson's back softly as they just hold each other. Harrison follows you out into your bedroom, watching as you walk to your closet to fetch him a pair of boxers, crouching and letting him step into them before dragging them up his legs. Taking the towel, you gently ruffle his hair and toss it in the hamper, pushing him back against the bed. He practically falls onto it, cradling Jackson to his chest. He holds an arm out when you crawl in beside him, ducking under the covers and wrapping your arms around both boys when he lays Jackson between the two of you. You kiss the back of Jackson's head, finding Harrison's eyes, 

"He missed you so much." You murmur. He nods, moving hair from in front of Jackson's eyes, 

"I know. I missed the both of you so damn much." Wrapping your legs around one of his own, you sigh, rubbing his chest, 

"I love you." He smiles, leaning over your little boy to kiss your forehead, 

"I love you too. I swear to you that if I have to be gone that long you'll come okay? Just for a little bit at least. No more leaving you for that long again." You nod, closing your eyes as he kisses your cheek. He rubs your arm, humming gently to Jackson. When you open your eyes again, he glances up at me, 

"Babe?" He poses softly after a moment. You nod, reaching out to stroke his cheek, 

"Yeah?" He licks his lips and kisses Jackson's forehead, 

"Can we have another baby?" He asks. You smile, his crystal colored eyes searching your own. He sighs, looking down at Jackson, 

"I just want another one. I really want a baby girl. I just want another baby honestly." You nod, running your thumb over his cheekbone, 

“You’ve asked before silly.” You incur. He smiles when you lean in to kiss his nose, 

“And you’ve never told me yes. I just keep shootin blanks.” You giggle again, his lips trapping yours in, 

“I do want another one. I love Jax and I’m not gonna push but-” 

“Yes.” He looks up, his mouth hanging open as he looks between your eyes, 

“Yeah?” You nod, 

“I’ve been thinking about it while you were gone.” You admit. He smiles, 

“You’re amazing.” You giggle, 

“Yeah yeah, go to sleep Mr. Osterfield. All of us are exhausted.” You murmur, leaning in to kiss Jackson's forehead. He nods, rolling on his back. Lifting Jackson, he switches sides with him, laying himself between the two of you. Jackson whines, laying his head over Haz’s shoulder. Haz tsks and kisses his forehead as you drape an arm over Haz's waist, 

“I’m not goin anywhere Jax.” Snuggling into his back, you sigh, 

“I’m glad you’re home Hazzabear.” You mumble in his ear. He hums,

“Me too love, me too.” 

                                                           --- 

Harrison didn’t let the two of you out of his sight for the next few weeks. He was constantly playing with Jackson, insisting that you all be in the same room. Jackson slept in your bed for a few more days after Haz returned, Harrison holding the both of you. The only time it was just you and him was when Jackson was in his room taking a nap, Harrison having set aside this time for the two of you to focus on getting pregnant with baby number two. And around two and a half weeks later he had reshoots during the day which was when you'd discovered his wish had come true. Most times Jackson wanted to go with him which Haz quickly obliged to. One of the days Harrison had reshoots, you were terribly sick, nausea and morning sickness halting any plans you'd made. Growing excited despite the circumstances, you took four pregnancy tests and squealed and jumped around the room when all four came back positive. Quickly running to your local store, you got a few unisex onesies and pacifiers, setting up a small box with the tests and clothes you'd gotten. Nervously cleaning the kitchen, Harrison and Jackson came barreling into the house shortly after, giggling. You smile, leaning in to kiss Haz when he enters the kitchen, 

“How was it?” You ask. He nods, sitting Jackson on the island, 

“It was good. Uncle Tom stopped by so Jax was pretty happy. Got him to play some games we're normally too preoccupied to do.” He explains. You nod, Harrison leaning on the counter on his hands, bumping into the box. He glances back at it and frowned, 

“What’s this darling?” He asks inquisitively. You shrug nonchalantly, 

“I dunno… why don’t you open it, find out.” He quirks an eyebrow before turning to it and taking the lid off. Looking over the contents, it takes only a moment before his eyes widen and his head snaps back up to meet your eyes, 

"Are you serious?" You nod, 

"Found out this morning." You inform. He crumbles to his knees, pulling up your shirt as you giggle. Jackson giggles along with you, looking down at his father, 

"What doing daddy?" He poses sweetly, 

"Mummy's pregnant Jax." Harrison whispers breathlessly, running a hand over your belly. He looks up at you, his eyes sparkling in tears and a soft smile crossing his face when you pinch his chin, 

"Congrats daddy, you've got another baby on the way." He chuckles, sniffling and looking back down at your skin as if he could see the baby. You smile, stroking his hair, 

"Can I tell Uncle Tom too?" You pose. He chuckles again, 

"You'll give Uncle Tom a heart attack." He murmurs. Picking your phone up, you send a quick text to Tom, telling him you'd love to have him for dinner. He replies almost immediately saying he'd love to and he'd be over in ten minutes. 

When he arrives, he hugs you, kissing your cheek and cheerily saying, "'ello darling." He turns to Jackson, lifting him into the air,

"Hey Tommy, there's something for you in that box." You chime, jutting your chin out to the same box Haz had opened. Holding Jax on his hip, Tom struts over to the box, pulling the lid off and peeking inside. Much like Harrison had, it took just a moment and a furrow in his brows for him to understand, his eyes widening as he looks up at you, 

"Jax is gonna be a big brother?" You giggle and nod, 

"You're getting another niece or nephew Uncle Tommy." He gasps, rushing forward and drawing both you and Harrison into a hug, 

"Oh my God guys, congrats!" He cheers. You giggle once more, 

"Thank you." Pulling back, he runs a hand over your belly, 

"Great, another kiddo to spoil. God Harrison, thanks mate." Tom jokes. Harrison smiles and shrugs, 

"I want a little girl." He informs. Tom tsks and cocks his head, 

"I'll steal her. I'll steal that little girl. She'll be the cutest little thing ever and I won't be able to resist her." He tells the both of you matter-of-factly. Harrison shakes his head, 

"You're not stealing my little girl." Harrison murmurs. Tom bounces Jax on his hip, 

"Just imagine it Haz, the cutest baby girl ever layin in a lil Spider-Man onesie her Uncle Tommy gave her." You smile, Harrison laying his hand over your hip, 

"You hear this guy babe?" He asks. You nod, 

"I do. I think he could sneak her out. You know how he is." You joke with a wink shot Tom's way. Tom chuckles, 

"Just saying that if you get a little girl and she ends up missing then there's no need to panic, she's with her favorite uncle." Harrison tsks again, not responding to Tom's pestering. Tom grows bored, looking down at Jax, 

"Are you gonna be a good big brother J?" He asks,, fixing the little boy's shirt. Jackson nods, playing with Tom's watch, 

"You want a little brother or a little sister?" He asks. Jax shrugs, giggling when Tom tickles him, 

"I think you'd do really good with a baby sister little man. I think you'll be a good big brother." He adds. Leaning in, you kiss Harrison's cheek, 

"I think we gotta worry about Haz here. How good of a daddy are you gonna be to a new baby?" You ask. Tom snickers, 

"I mean I can take over your family Harrison, it's no big deal." Tom jokes. Haz frowns, 

"Uhm no. This is my family." You smile, leaning into Harrison, 

"We are your family, regardless though. No matter what, Uncle Tommy is always welcome." You inform. Tom smiles, taking the step forward to wrap his arm around you. Rubbing your back, he leans in and kisses your temple, 

"Thank you love. I love your little family. Its like you're my wife and these are my kids too. You're the sweetest." He tells you. You smile up at him, crinkling your nose and laying your head over his shoulder, 

"Someone's gotta be here when times get tough. And that's the Osterfield family." Tom tsked, 

"You're the sweetest." When the potatoes behind you boiled over,you gasp and turn in their arms, both men chuckling as you pull them off the stove, 

"Why don't you guys go set the table while I finish dinner." Haz nods, leading Tom and Jax off, a steady stream of giggles and the clanking of silverware ringing through the air softly. As you dish the food up, you smile, listening to Tom growl at his nephew, making the little boy squeal,

"Need some help beautiful?" Harrison quizzes quietly, poking his head in the kitchen, 

"Yes please, can you grab these two bowls." He nodded, grabbing the two bowls and following you into the dining room. Tom looks up, smiling as you set a plate before him, 

"Technically you could've left after I told you I was pregnant." You tease. He chuckles, bouncing Jax in his lap, 

"I was invited to dinner, I'm staying for dinner." He mumbles. You smile, sitting between him and Harrison. Looking between them you smile, 

"I love my boys. All three... maybe four of them." You tell them. Tom smiles, laying his hand face up on the table. Placing your hand in his, you take Harrison's too. He smiles, bringing your hand to his lips to kiss the back of it, his eyes glistening in love, 

"I'm so in love with you baby. You put up with all my shit and you put up with my best mate's shit. You married me and had my babies and I don't think I can thank you enough. It's tough, especially when I'm away, but you make coming back so much easier. I love you." Harrison lectures. Tom rubs your knuckles with his thumb when you click your tongue and reach forward to stroke Harrison's cheek, 

"I love you too baby. There's nowhere I'd rather be, no one I'd rather be with than you. You're an amazing husband and father and..." You look to Tom, "assistant." Tom smiles and nods, 

"You're amazing Haz." He concurs. You smile, watching a blush rise to his cheeks. You hold your glass up, 

"To our Harrison. A brave, strong, amazing man." Tom raised his glass, making Jax raise his sippy cup to be just like his uncle, 

"To Harrison." He kisses Jax's forehead, "and daddy huh little dude?" Jax nods, Tom chuckling. Harrison raises his own glass, 

"To my family. My gorgeous wife, my adorable little boy, my new sweet little babe... and my brother." Tom smiles, holding his glass against yours, Harrison clinking the three of them together, 

"To our family." 

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[tom-holland-parker]

Champagne Problems

Summary: Tom asked you a life changing question but you can’t give the right answer. 

Pairing: Tom x reader

Warning: Themes of mental health issues such as depression and Eating disorders

Word count: 1481

Note: Inspired by champagne Problems by Taylor Swift. 

Masterlist

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You sat on the uncomfortable cushioned seats waiting for the train to move. The thoughts in your head found their way to the hallowed out pain in your chest. Your throat dry, but your face still wet from the tears. You knew this feeling too well. Numb

As the train began to move you watched the bustling crowds on the platform become small. The train wasn’t full and if you were being honest you preferred it that way. It gave you time to think. Time to sit and feel hurt. You fought with yourself trying your best to stay awake. Every time you close your eyes it’s the same face.

His face.

Funny how in a few short hours you can find your whole life turned upside down. 

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“My family is really excited to see you” Your boyfriend said as you wrapped his red flannel around your body. The November breeze was colder today, setting the tone for the terrible thing you were planning to do. You put on your best smile as you walked to the passenger side of his car. “Yeah I can’t wait to see them again. It’s been so long” 

Tom was nervous. You didn’t know why but you kept telling yourself it was nothing. Maybe you were wrong. Maybe he knew you were planning on breaking his heart. Maybe he was just waiting for it to happen. 

The second you reached his parents party the guilt inside of you multiplied. How could you be cold to someone so warm? “Y/N I’ve missed you” Tom’s mother said as she pulled you into her warm embrace “I keep telling Tom to bring you around more but he always says your busy” 

“Yeah well my new job has really kept me on my toes” You lied. Truly your job schedule wasn’t busy but you didn’t want to make things awkward by telling her the reason you hadn’t come around in 3 months was because you’ve been in the biggest depressive episode ever.  “Well at least you’re here now” She smiled as she moved back to talk to the guest. 

You felt Tom's hand meet yours again squeezing it tightly before he leaned it placing a small kiss on your cheek. “You look lovely tonight” He whispered. You chuckled looking you into his soft brown eyes, “Not as lovely as you” You joked as Harry walked towards you. 

“Y/N You look great” He complimented looking down at your black dress, “Do you mind if I borrow Tom real quick?” You nodded your head grabbing a glass of champagne from the table next to you. Him and Tom walked away whispering among themselves.

“Do my eyes deceive me or is that really Y/N?” You turned around when you heard Harrisons voice. He smiled taking another sip of his beer. “Hi Harrison” You rolled your eyes leaning in for a hug.”

“I see you're enjoying the champagne. Sam and Harry picked it just for tonight. It broke their wallets” He chuckled putting his empty beer bottle down to pick up a glass of the Dom Pérignon. You talked for a while catching up on the small things. He learned about your new promotion and you learned about the girl he’d been talking to. It was the small things like this that really kept you grounded. 

Tom returned shortly with a huge grin plastered on his face as he wrapped his arm around your waist. “Care for a dance love?” He asked shyly as Harrison chuckled. You put down your glass and grabbed his hand as a slow song began to play. 

“Have I told you that you look beautiful tonight darling?” He pulled you in closer as you rested your head on his shoulder, unable to hold eye contact. The lump of guilt in your stomach grew bigger. It wasn’t that you didn’t love Tom. You loved him with your entire heart. He was truly the love of your life. It's just you didn’t love yourself. You felt that you were holding him back from all that he could accomplish. 

While he tried his best to be supportive when you couldn’t leave your bed, or when you didn’t eat. Even when you spent most of your day sleeping. He was always by your side. It made you feel terrible every time he cancelled plans to stay with you. You could see the slight sadness in his eyes every time you had your ‘bad days’. It was unfair. That’s why you were doing it 

“About 100 times since you first saw me tonight” you chuckled. 

“And I’ll tell you 100 more times” He kissed your temple softly as you swayed side to side. One by one couples left the dance floor until it was just you and him. Tom shifted his position pulling away from you gently. “Tom?” You asked unsure of the sudden change in his mood. 

He grabbed your hand gently looking to his left to see his family staring at you both before turning back to you. “Y/N I want to ask you something” He cleared his throat as his grip on your hand tightened. Your eyes widened as he began to bend down, getting on one knee. “Y/N Y/L/N I have known you for three amazing years. You’re the love of my life. I love you and I want to make you a part of my family” 

He paused for a moment reaching in his pocket to pull out a small box. Tears flooded your eyes as he opened it exposing the ring his mother always wore. “This ring has been in my family for generations and I want you to have it. Will you marry me?” 

The lump in your throat prevented you from talking. You stood there frozen as the rest of the crowd waited for your answer. You closed your eyes, not wanting to see the pain in his face when he hears your answer. “Tom I love you but I can’t marry you”. Your voice was barely above a whisper but in the quiet room it was heard everywhere. 

You opened your eyes when you heard him gasp. The look of sadness and shock on his face when you gently pulled your hand away. It was unbearable. Your instincts told you to walk away but your feet stood planted on the grown as he slowly got back up. “I don’t understand” His voice cracked. “Did I do something wrong?”

A second wave of tears poured down your face as he moved to touch your cheek. You looked away staring at anything else except him. Harrison and his family stood there in shock. Your stomach dropped when you realized this would be the last you ever saw of them. They wouldn’t want you in their lives after what you’re doing tonight. “Can we talk somewhere else?” You say quietly looking down at your shoes. He nodded his head grabbing your hand to move you into the other room. “Baby what’s wrong? Did I do something?” He had tears forming in his eyes. 

“No Tom you didn’t do anything wrong” You took a deep breath trying your best to put your feelings into words. “I just can’t marry you because it wouldn’t be fair to you. You deserve so much more than I give you” 

“What are you talking about?” He sounded baffled at what you had said. You wiped your tears from your cheeks as more slowly came down. “Tom one day you’re going to find someone who will be able to give you the same amount of the love that you give them. And they’ll make up for the hurt I’ve caused” 

“I don’t want anyone else, I just want you. Why can't you see that?” His voice was filled with pain as he moved closer to you grabbing your hand, “I love you” 

“Tom I love you too it's just-” You were at a loss of words. “It’s just what Y/N?” His voice grew louder but still had hints of sadness.

“I’m holding you back. I know you don’t think I am but it’s true. You’ve missed so many opportunities because of me and my problems. It’s unfair to you. I need to work on myself alone. I love you but I can’t marry Tom” This was gonna be hard to do but the proposal made it even worse. “I’m sorry” 

He stood there frozen as you grabbed your bag and walked out the room. A whisper broke out through the crowd as you walked to the front door.

She would’ve made such a lovely bride. 

It’s a shame she’s fucked in the head

By the time you reached the front door Tom had walked back into the crowded area. His family comforting him was the last image you had as you walked out the door.

[piscesparker]

Birthday surprise H.O

stepdad!haz

a/n: Just a small blurb for the birthday boy🥰 sorry it's a bit hurried I have absolutely no idea what I have written ಥ‿ಥ

Warnings: fluffy fluff fluff, typos

You were in the kitchen preparing dinner when your five year old boy tugged on to you, "Mommy?" He asked softly.

"What is it sweetheart?"

"I was wondering since it's Harrison's birthday tomorrow if we could do something for him?" He suggested as he nervously fiddled with his fingers. It had been three years since your husband, now ex-husband, left you alone to care of your child and making you give up on love.

Untill one day, a blue eyed boy with sandy blonde hair entered your life and made you believe in love once again. It had been three months since you started dating and you were scared of how Ben would react to you dating someone who was not his father, and your fears did come true; it took quite a while for him to warm up to Harrison.

And so when he came up to you asking to do something for Harrison it absolutely warmed your heart.

"Of course honey," you agree as little Ben grinned at you, "what do you have in mind?"

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The door creaked open as you managed to balance the tray of breakfast in one hand and the other holding your son's. Ben climbed up on the bed and woke your beautiful boyfriend up by yelling 'happy birthday'. Albeit he was a bit startled at first he soon was aware of his sense and realised what was going on. "Harrison look!" Ben pointed at you, "I helped Mommy to make your favourite pancakes!" He said excitedly, which bought a soft smile on his face.

Placing the tray in front of him, you kissed him lovingly, "Happy birthday my love." You said with a loop sided grin. Harrison immediately pulled Ben in his lap as took a bit of his pancake and giving some for the two of you. "Ben these are amazing!" He complimented. After the scrumptious breakfast the three of you decide to have a day out.

A long tiring day later the three of you enter your apartment with Harrison cradling your sleeping child in his arms which once again melted your heart, "I'll put him to bed." Harrison whispered and trudged on the his room.

Harrison placed a soft kiss on Ben's head, he was about to leave when the small boy had his fingers wrapped around Harrison's pinky finger which made him wait back, "Good night dad." The boy muttered in his sleep. The blond was surprised as this was the first time Ben had ever call him that. Heading to your room, Ben's sleepy voice echoed in his head.

"Ben just called me dad." Harrison grinned, locking eyes with yours leaving you speechless as well. "He really does love you." You reassured him as you pecked his lips. "Best birthday ever." He giggled. 

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[heytherejulia]

Strange call ~ Harrison Osterfield

pairing: harrison osterfield x female reader

warnings: angst but only a little, swearing, weird phone calls, mostly fluff

summary: some stranger calls you

word count: 1,4k

You were on your way home from work when you heard the familiar sound of your phone. You took it out of your purse and saw an unknown number that had called you probably like a hundred times that day. You clicked the green button on screen to pick up a call.

“Hello?” There was a moment of silence, and then you heard a woman's unfamiliar voice.

“I want to talk to Haz. Now” You felt confusion, but also fear. First, why did some strange woman want to talk to your husband, and second, where did she get your number? You knew it might be a mistake, but what was the chance that the calling woman wanted to talk to some other Haz than your Harrison?

“I’m sorry but where did you get my number from?”

“That’s not important. Give him a phone.”

“Has something happened? Should I tell him something from you?

“NO. I don’t want to talk to you. Just give him this damn phone.”

“May I know who I'm talking to?”

“Not your business, bitch. Why don't you just give this fucking phone to him?” After these words, you hung up.

You felt tears coming to your eyes, but you tried to stay calm and not jump to conclusions. But it wasn't that easy, was it? Anyone would have similar thoughts to what your mind was thinking now.

When you entered the house, you heard voices in the kitchen, but decided to go into the bedroom first to calm down. You tried to contain the anger and the sadness that was overwhelming you, but it wasn’t working out in any way. Even changing into your favorite onesie didn’t help, so after a while you just decided to change into normal but comfortable clothes like sweatpants and hoodie.

Even though you hadn't completely calmed down, you left the bedroom and headed towards the kitchen. There you saw Harrison and Tom trying to cook dinner, though perhaps you should say Haz was cooking and Tom was trying not to disturb. Your friend was the first to notice your presence in the room.

“Hey, how are you?” You didn't know if you wanted to talk about the mysterious phone call now or when there were just the two of you, but you chose not to mention the situation for now.

“I'm fine. And you?” Tom wasn't stupid. Maybe at some times, but not always. He noticed that you were not yourself when he heard the sound of the door opening and did not see you in the kitchen right away, and when you walked in, and had not greeted Harrison or even smiled at him like always. So he decided that the best thing to do was to start heading home. You, seeing his actions, spoke up.

“Won't you stay for dinner?”

”No, I promised Paddy that I would go to training with him, so I'll be heading now, but thanks for the invitation. I’ll use it another time.”

“Say hello to him!” Harrison shouted as Tom was at the door.

“Will do!”

After these words, the apartment was completely silent. Haz walked over to you and tried to hug you, but you walked past him and went back into the kitchen.

“Are you all right?” You were alone in the apartment, not even Monty with you. You might just take offense at him and stop talking to him, but you were a married, grown-up woman so talking about the whole situation would have more sense and be more responsible.

“On my way from work, I got a call from a woman who wanted to talk to you. She was definitely not nice to me and did not want to say why she was calling or what she wanted from you. Any thoughts about who it was?” Harrison looked genuinely surprised. And even if you wanted to deny the sincerity of his reaction, because he was an actor and he was lying for a living, you couldn't. You knew him too well to know when the emotions he was showing were real and when he was just purely using his acting skills.

“I have no idea who this girl was, much less what she wanted from me, or where she got your number. Which by the way, worries me as fuck. I know what it looks like, darling, but I really don't know what to say. I can’t and will not explain myself because I didn't do anything, but I'm afraid that if your number somehow leaked out, people will want to use it against us. Y/N/N, I’m aware that this situation does not put me in a good light, but I did not vow my undying love to you at the altar to betray you and cheat on you after two years of marriage.

“I know that, but look at how it looks from my perspective. I'm not saying you cheated on me, but it doesn't look right. And if my number leaked then we all aren't safe, not only you and me, but mostly Tom and his family.”

Harrison didn't know what he should say or do to somehow fix this situation. You no longer seemed angry with him, but the whole thing made him wonder what he would do in such a situation. And knowing that his reaction would be freaking out, he was glad you took it so calmly. Haz looked at your small frame and saw tears in your eyes.

“Hey, love, it's okay. Everything is just fine. I’m pretty sure it's just a misunderstanding, and if not, we'll change your number, you'll be fine.” He walked over to you and hugged your body. The silence between you was broken by the voice of your phone. You took it out of your pocket and saw the same number on the screen.

“Give me your phone, I'll get it.” When he answered, he put it on speaker and you both heard a drunken man's voice on the phone.

“Hello?” It was silent for a moment. “May I know who I am talking to?”

“Oh yeah. Let me introduce myself. Micheal Chase. Hardy? It's you?”

“I'm sorry but it has to be a mistake. Forgive me for asking but who was the woman that called me earlier from the same number as you?”

"She's my girlfriend, but since it's not Hardy, I’m gonna hang up. Sorry for troubling you, man."

There was silence after these words. You let out a deep breath that you were holding and didn't even realize you were doing it. Harrison sighed loudly, pulling you closer to him.

“Sorry for reacting like that, but I got so scared. I do not want to lose you.”

“You won’t lose me, never, not even in a million years. And don't apologize, darling. It’s not your fault. Let's go eat dinner, you must be really hungry after this long day.”

You smiled at Harrison's concern. How could you suspect him for any act that would hurt you? Harrison was probably the sweetest and most caring guy on earth.

At night, you were both already in bed, tightly in each other's arms. And despite the ungodly late hour, neither of you could fall asleep. Even the program about snails on TV didn't help. You thought about everything that happened today, and while it was rather harmless, definitely pushed you to the edge of mental breakdown, and you shouldn't be nervous or angry in your condition.

Harrison, on the other hand, thought about how to tell you that in less than a month he would have to go to Atlanta with Tom. Stroking your hair gently, he finally found the courage to speak.

"You know, Tom told me today, when the filming of his next movie begins, and he asked if I would go with him. What do you think about it?”

“How long will you be gone this time?”

“I don't know, maybe about six or seven months.”

“Then you’re gonna have to meet your child after returning from the States.”

“What? What are you talking about, Y/N/N?”

You reached into the nightstand, from which you took out a plastic stick. Harrison looked at it, noting that it was a positive pregnancy test.

“You're pregnant? I will be a dad?” You just nodded. You weren't entirely sure of his reaction.

“Oh my God. We’re gonna be parents. How far are you?

“5 weeks.”

“Fucking hell. You’re pregnant. Ya know, I’m not going with Tom to the States and leaving you here alone, knowing that you are carrying our baby under your heart. Unless you come with us? You won’t be able to work anyway.”

“Can we think about it in the morning? I'm really sleepy.”

“Of course we can, good night, darling.”

“Good night, love.”

The last thing you heard before falling asleep was Harrison's soft voice.

“I love you both. So much.”

[wannabemobwife]

Guns, Glamour and Goodfellas - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Sinking Friendships

Dad!Mob!Tom x Mom!Mob!Reader

-Pairings: Tom Holland x Reader, Rosie Holland x Henry Osterfield

-Warnings: Language, Blood, Car accident, hospital scenes/talk, small talk of religion (sorry it just felt right for the story), angst, fighting, typos

-Words: 5.6K

Author note: Sorry for the shit writing, it was so hard to write the car accident. Tried to make it as medically accurate as possible. Most knowledge derived from Grey’s Anatomy/WebMD. Sorry this chapter is long. Feel free to leave comments or message me directly your feelings while reading the chapter. Every message I've received is so sweet thank you all.

*Anytime 3 dots/ellipses (…) its a sob/breath and a moment of reflection during dialogue.

Chapter 8: Sinking Friendships

Words: 5.6K

Sirens, flashing lights and screams were the only thing Henry remembered. It all happened so fast. One minute Henry and Rosie were laughing together getting lost in each other’s eyes and the next they were both unconscious awaiting their death.

There was no time for Henry to react in anyway. No swerves or movements were made to prevent the impact. A maroon truck had collided Roise’s side, jolting her entire body. Her door was dented beyond belief.

From the forceful impact caused their car skid on the pavement, wearing the paint job away, and crash into the street pole. Henry’s entire body screamed out in pain, his injuries weren’t as bad as Rosie’s though.

“Rosie? Rosie! Rosie!!” Henry called out, desperately wanting to hear her lovely voice. Panic and heartbreak ensued when he saw blood dripping down the side of her head.

Rosie wasn’t moving. How could she be full of life one minute and the next, not? Henry reached over and placed two fingers below her jaw searching for a pulse. He felt he was able to breathe once her felt her few and far between heartbeats, it was faint but it was still there.

“Darling, wake up. Rosie, wake up! Open your eyes for me.”

Henry could feel himself fading by the moment. He used his last breaths to tell the girl he loved he was sorry. Her life was hanging by a thread and in that moment Henry was utterly useless. Praying that she would wake and he would get to hold her again, as everything faded to black.

It had to be about 15 minutes. 15 minutes for an ambulance to arrive. 15 minutes that Henry and Rosie had been unconscious for. 15 minutes of complete stillness, as everyone outside the vehicle panicked. The witness had called 911 multiple times and the other driver was unconscious at his wheel.

After those brutal and possible life ending minutes, help finally arrived. They pulled Henry from the wreck, putting him on a gurney.

“Sir, can you hear me?” called out the paramedic. “Yes. My girlfriend, help her please,” Henry was pleading for his life. How could he be so careless, it was only an accident? “Sir, just lay back. Let us take care of you,” the paramedic uttered, putting her hand on his shoulder to hold him down.

“No. I need to make sure she is okay.”

“Sir, you need to restrain yourself. The other paramedics have got her.”

“ROSIE! Just please let me know if she is okay,” screamed Henry.

“Sedate him please. I’ll go check on the girl,” said the paramedic. Henry faded into a deep sleep a moment later.

“Hey, how’s the girl? Her boyfriend won’t stop asking,” asked the paramedic to the one attending to Rosie. “Unresponsive. She has head trauma and a pulse, thank god,” he murmured. Henry was sent along with Rosie to Kingston Memorial hospital. The hospital was 20 mins away, so much can happen in that time.

Everyone else was sleeping soundly within the walls of the Holland Manor. It started to become a common theme that phone calls in the middle of the night usually meant someone was hurt. This time it was Harrison calling.

“Haz? It’s so late why are you calling?” You asked, jolting awake.

“There’s been an accident and Tom didn’t answer when I called. It’s Rosie and Henry. It sounded bad, Y/N.”

“Oh my god. I’ll see you there,” you responded, barely forming the words as tears started to fall.

“TOM WAKE UP!” you screamed, shaking him awake.

“What?… I’m up. I’m up.”

“There’s been accident.” No more words were said, they just hopped in the car and drove as fast as possible. Tom knuckles grew white clutching around the steering wheel. He couldn’t even begin to fathom a world with his Rosie in it. Harrison was already there, pacing in the waiting room.

“Haz. Where is she?” you said, tears begging to fall.

“I don’t know they won’t tell me anything because I’m not family,” Harrison answered.

“Fuck that, you are our family. How’s Henry?” Tom exclaimed.

“He’s ok. Just a minor concussion and dislocated shoulder, he’s in there right now. They are putting his shoulder back in its socket. He was really lucky but, I am worried about Rosie.” Haz said, just as a doctor dressed in surgical scrubs approached them.

“Are you here for Rosie Holland?” asked the doctor, Tom just nodded in response.

“Mr. and Mrs. Holland, I presume,” continued the doctor

“Yes, that’s us,” Tom replied, clasping your hand in his. He tried to put on a brave face for his wife. You couldn’t both be a mess.

“Ok, Rosie is still in surgery. With extensive injuries like hers we like to keep the family updated as much as possible. Your daughter was the nearest point of impact. She came in with a puncture wound to the abdomen, a severe concussion, massive internal bleeding, many cuts caused by broken glass and severe trauma to her head.”

“Will she be okay?” you asked, accidentally interrupting the doctor.

“Let him finish darling,” Tom said, his grip on her hand tightening.

“It is still too early to know. I have to get back.”

“Alright Doctor, thank you,” Tom acknowledged. You just fell into Tom’s arms, letting all the tears you were holding back fall. You broke into a fit of sobs in his embrace.

“Tom, I don’t want to lose her. I can’t lose her. She’s our baby,” you whimpered, your tears staining his t-shirt

“Shh, darling. She’ll pull through. Remember she is just like her strong mother.”Tom whispered, rubbing a soothing hand over your back.

“Have you gotten in touch with Parker?” Asked Tom as he continued to comfort you.

“No, I’ve been trying. Leaving message after message… Why fuck isn’t he picking up?” yelled Haz. Just then, Henry had walked up, sporting a cloth sling His heart nearly broke as he saw you crying your eyes out buried in Tom’s arms.

“No. No, no, no. Don’t tell me she didn’t make it.” Henry cried as his knees started to buckle at the thought of losing Rosie.

“Henry no, she’s still in surgery. Hey, come here.” Harrison said trying to calm down his son.

“Henry, what the happened?” Tom asked, scared for his daughters life.

“What were you doing with Rosie anyway? It’s late.” Tom questioned again after Henry stood silent, growing louder.

“Hey, Tom. Back off,” Harrison said, standing in front of Tom.

“No. I want to know the reason why my daughter is in there fighting for her god damm life.” Tom screamed. Henry was like a deer caught in headlights. He couldn’t lie his way out of this one. His eyes just shifted between Tom, you and his dad.

“A truck hit Rosie’s side when I was driving, I’m sorry, it was an accident.” Henry cried, barely able to get the words out.

“Son, we know it was an accident. It wasn’t your fault,” Harrison said, comforting Henry.

“Where? Where were you guys?” Tom pestered on.

“Umm, we were on our way back from… from a date. We are dating.” Henry muttered, his eyes glued to the floor.

“What? Y/N did you know about this?” Tom asked, ready to throw hands.

“Yes, Tom,” you murmured, avoiding Tom’s disappointed glare.

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” Tom screeched.

“And for you. Who the fuck said you could date my daughter?” Tom bellowed, pointing his finger at the poor boy.

“I did kind of give them permission by keeping their secret. In your own time frame though you were supposed to ask Tom,” you muttered, bouncing between Henry and Tom.

“Wait. For how long? For how fucking long?” Tom cursed.

“2 months.” Henry whispered.

“2 months. 2 fucking months. You were lying to me?” Tom screamed, he was livid at you.

“I don’t want you dating her,” Tom growled with an unchanging expression.

“I’m sorry, sir. What?” Henry asked, dumbfounded by Tom’s response.

“Tom, what?” Haz faltered.

“Tom don’t do this, he is a good kid,” you begged.

“Break up with my daughter or there will be hell to pay,” Tom declared and with that he walked away.

“Tom, you can’t do that to them,” you yelled after Tom.

“Really Y/N watch me” Tom said, ignoring his family. His heart had been broken too many times tonight. First when he heard about the accident, another when he had learned of Rosie’s injuries and another when he found out that you had been lying to him. His mind needed to be on one person right now, Rosie.

Tom managed to cool off, but immediately changed the subject anytime you would start to apologize. He didn’t have the energy to focus or listen, all he cared about was Rosie. Parker had showed up 10 mins later, he was off doing god knows what.

“Where the fuck have you been?” Tom yelled, as he saw Parker come through the sliding doors.

“Sorry. I just got your message. Is she okay?” Parker explained.

“We don’t know she is still in surgery,” you whispered, trying to hold back tears.

“What I went out for a bit and shut my phone off. What’s the big deal?” Parker asked.

“The big deal is that I didn’t know where you were. I couldn’t get in touch you. Rosie was in a car accident and I couldn’t call you,” screamed Tom, still angry from the conversation that just perspired

“And Henry?” Parker question, ignoring Tom’s scolding.

“He’s ok. Haz is with him right now, they went to get some coffee,” you informed him.

“Are you okay, mom?” Parker asked, remembering the conversation they had the night before.

“I’ve been better. Just glad you are here,” you said, bringing him into a warm embrace. As they all stood together as a family, Rosie’s doctor came to update them.

“She is out of surgery and stable. Her heart did stop and we were able to resuscitate her, she’s in the ICU now…”

“Can we see her?” Tom asked, interrupting the doctor. A huge weight had just been lifted off his shoulders, his baby girl was going to be okay.

“Yes, but you need to know something. Her brain started to swell in surgery so we had to put her in a medically induced coma to bring down the swelling. We don’t know when she will wake up or if she will at all,” explained the doctor.

All the Hollands stood like statues, unable to process the news. You felt as though you had been punched in the stomach, you wouldn’t be able to handle losing your baby girl.

Minutes, hours and days had melded together. It had been 6 days since the accident and Rosie was still the same, laying unconscious in a hospital bed hooked up to various machines. All of you stayed at the hospital expect for Harrison and Henry. Harrison was running the mob for Tom, for the time being.

You refused to leave her side, spending every waking and sleeping hour right beside her. Seeing your daughter like this was killing you. You weren’t getting any sleep and your hair started thinning.

Rosie looked pale and lifeless, the only thing guaranteeing she was alive was the incessant heart monitor. Her bruises had started to heal, changing from a vibrant purple to an opaque yellow. Everyone prayed she would wake up.

Henry tried to visit everyday but Tom wouldn’t allow it. He was still furious his daughter was dating him and everyone else knew about it except him. Tom’s heart ached for Rosie to wake up and be his funny, sassy, brave girl once again. Tom, however couldn’t stand how the waiting was making you feel.

“Darling. Wake up!” Tom whispered, gently shaking you.

“What? Did something happen? Is Rosie ok?” You exasperated, jolting out of your sleep and trying to catch your breath.

“No, she’s fine. It has just been a while since you had gone home and cleaned up. It might do you some good, baby,” Tom pleaded.

“Tom, I can’t leave her,” you whispered.

“Y/N, it’s ok. Let me take you home and Parker will be here in case anything were to happen,” Tom explained.

You were hesitant at first but eventually agreed, it had been awhile since you had showered or had a decent meal. Living off of the same sweatshirt and hospital cafeteria snacks for the past couple days. All your energy had been put into watching Rosie.

While Tom took you home, Parker was tasked with watching his sister. As kids they were both active and had gotten hurt, only most ever being a broken bone, never a life or death situation. Not only was Rosie Parker’s sister, but she was his twin.

His built in best friend. There had never been a time where he didn’t know her, maybe the first 5 mins of his life, but Rosie soon followed. Sure they fought and argued like all siblings do, but they couldn’t imagine their life without each other. He needed her sarcastic comments and infectious laughter to brighten his day. He needed her warm, slightly awkward hugs and her bitchy attitude once in a while. Parker didn’t know what he’d do without her.

“Rosie, I don’t know if you can hear me but mom is a mess, dad has barely said to word and everyone just needs you to wake up. I need you to wake up…. We all do, especially Henry,” Parker whispered.

“God, he secretly loves you. He hasn’t had the balls to tell you yet, but if that it is what you need to wake up, then do it….Let that be it…. That he loves you, Rosie…. He loves you.”

“I know what it is like to lose someone you love. Charlotte didn’t have a choice, but you do. You can fight and come back to us…. Come back to Henry. He needs you. He calls me every night asking if you had woken up yet. Dad banned him from visiting the hospital. Really fucked that one up didn’t you Roo…. You should’ve told him about you and Henry, but that’s beside the point…. The point is let today or tomorrow or next week be the day I tell him you did…. Just promise me you will wake up ok. I know I don’t say it often but I love you.” Parker got everything he needed to say off his chest. Tears had managed to escape from his eyes as he held her hand. Henry was standing in the doorway, when Parker poured his heart out.

“Hey mate. Mind if I have a minute with my girl?” Henry spoke.

“Not at all. Perfect timing, my parents just left,” Parker said, getting up from his crouched position.

“Yeah, I know. I was parked in the parking lot, waiting for them to leave.”

“How much of that did you hear?”

“Oh, none. None what so ever.”

“So practically all of it?” Parker said in response.

“Yeah,” Henry just nodded along.

“I’ll leave you guys alone,” Parker said as left the room.

Now it was just Henry and Rosie.

Tom had forbidden Henry from seeing her, he hasn’t even gotten to hold her hand. Henry tried to hold back tears as he saw the girl he loved looking half-dead. Her skin had lost its color and her necklace, the one he had given her, was stained with blood sitting in a bag on her bedside.

“Hey Roo. I’ve missed you…. Life hasn’t been the same these past few days. I’ve missed all your good night and good morning texts and your smile.” Henry started.

“Everyone wants you to wake up. They need you to wake up. Can you just open your eyes and flash that smile for me? I need it and I need you…. Rosie,… here it goes,… I love you. I couldn’t stand the thought of you never knowing I love you. So there it is, I love you.”

“I love everything about you…. Your eyes, your laugh, even that weird snort you do. I love you and that has to be enough. It has to be enough for you to wake up and come back to me…. Don’t just do it for me, do it for Parker and your dad and your mom. They have all been losing their minds without you.”

“Rosie, please baby. I love you and that has to be enough,” Henry concluded as tears streaked his face. He moved to press a chaste kiss to her forehead when all of a sudden machines starting going off and beeping left and right.

“Rosie? Rosie stay with me!” Henry didn’t know what was happening. All he knew as that she was still alive and prayed to god he wouldn’t hear her flatlining.

Rosie’s body started to jerk and shake, involuntary. The room filled with nurses and doctors, rolling Rosie on to her side. Her muscles spasming everywhere.

“Sir, you need to leave,” said the nurse, prying Henry away from Rosie.

“No, please let me stay with her,” Henry cried, refusing to avert his eyes from Rosie.

“You need to leave. Let us help her.”

Henry stood crying, peering through the glass doors at the love his life slipping before his very eyes. Her seizure only lasted about 8 minutes but, minutes bleed to hours as tears refused to stop.

“Henry? What happened?” Parker said, running up to Henry crouched on the floor with his knees to his chest and head buried.

“I don’t know. They forced me to leave. Her body started shaking violently, I don’t know what happened,” Henry sniffled, titling his head up. His eyes were beet red and his face was riddled with tears. Parker just stood there dumbfounded. He only left for 10 minutes to get some water. How could so much go wrong in that time.

“Young man, are your parents here,” asked the doctor as everyone came out of Rosie’s room.

“No, they went home to grab some things. Why?… Is she dead?” Parker questioning, pulling at the roots of his hair.

“No, she’s alive, but we can’t share any further information till they get here,” explained the doctor. Parker just nodded in response and Henry was able to breath again, exhaling the breath he was unaware he was holding.

Parker was about to make the call he dreaded. This was the entire reason you refused to leave, in case anything were to happen.

“Parker, what’s up. Is Rosie okay?” Tom said as he answered the Parker’s call.

“Dad, no, you need to get to the hospital. Something happened with Rosie but, they won’t tell me anything,” Parker said, his voice wavering.

“Oh my god, I’ll be right there,” Tom said, hanging up the phone. He had been refusing the chance to break down, he felt as though he had to be strong for everyone else.

“Y/N! Y/N!!” Tom screamed through the house. The one time Tom tries to do something good everything gets screwed up.

“Tom, what?” You exclaimed, startled by his screams

“Something happened with Rosie,” Tom said, a fews tears dripped down his face.

“What? No. No, no, no. I wasn’t there. I’m her mom and I wasn’t there. Why the fuck did you make me leave?” You cried, feeling like a terrible mother. You never should’ve left.

“I’m sorry. Be mad at me later, let’s just go,” Tom said, grabbing his car keys.

Tom’s reckless driving was not the problem at the moment, you just need to be there for Rosie. At the hospital, Tom barely parked properly before they were running through the halls. He came upon Parker in the waiting room, looking disheveled as fuck. His eyes were puffy eyes and hair stood up, he could tell his son was tugging on it in frustration.

Tom needed something to take his mind off Rosie. He needed to punch something or beat someone up or even just take his angry out with words.

“Parker, what happened? Is she okay?” You said, scared for Rosie’s life.

“I don’t know. No one has come out of her room,” Parker explained and you just nodded in response, trying not to cry again.

“Parker, what the fuck is Henry doing in here?” Tom demanded.

“Umm,” Parker mumbled.

“I’m sorry sir, I needed to see her,” Henry said profusely, apologizing

“I don’t care what fuck you needed to do. You are the reason she is dying. You were the one driving,” Tom screamed.

“Tom it was an accident,” you said, trying to reassure yourself in the process.

“Y/N I don’t understand how you can take his side when he almost killed our baby girl.”

“Like, I said it was an accident!” you explained.

“Nurse! Nurse!” Tom yelled.

“Yes, sir. Do you need the doctor?” asked the nurse, worried someone was bleeding.

“No. I want to know who the fuck let this boy in here.” Tom thundered.

“I don’t know sir, I’m so sorry. This won’t happen again,” she explained.

“Tom he can stay. If he is telling the truth about loving Rosie this concerns him as much as it concern us,” you said. This must be killing Henry like it was to you.

“No, he fucking can’t. Now get out, before I have you escorted out of here in a body bag,” Tom threatened.

“Alright, I’ll go. Just please, tell me if she wakes up,” Henry pleaded, slowly walking away. He wasn’t going to go home, he couldn’t. He couldn’t leave, not when Rosie was still in that state.

They all saw the doctor come out of the room and quickly cornered him. A grim expression draped across his face created uneasiness in everyone.

“I’m Y/N Holland, I’m her mother. What happened? I just left for twenty minutes,” you asked, tears streaming down your face as you barged in the room.

“We put her on a ventilator, the seizure was caused by lack of oxygen to her brain,” the doctor said.

“I’m sorry, what? She had a seizure?” Tom said, trying to put the puzzle pieces together.

“Yes. Her brain function has remained unchanged for several days now. In my expert opinion, her outlook isn’t very good. I would prepare yourselves. We can keep her comfortable if you would like or we can arrange her to be moved to a facility where she will possibly heal in the future,” explained the doctor.

“What are you saying? She’s brain dead?” asked Parker chiming in.

“It’s too still early to give a definitive diagnosis, but most likely, yes. I’m sorry for your loss.” The doctor said, exiting the room. You wanted to die right in that moment. A piece of you died the second those words slipped out, you were inconsolable.

“Y/N. Baby, come here,” Tom whispered. Trying to reach out for you, his broken wife.

“Don’t fucking touch me. I should’ve never let you convince me to leave,” you cried.

The guilt was enormous for everything. You were the one who let Rosie and Henry date, without that they would have never been driving together. Never gotten in the accident, you couldn’t help but feel responsible.

It was always the same feeling, you felt walking into Rosie’s hospital room. The feeling of drowning or being burned alive. It’s indescribable. A feeling felt by those who lose their children. You put them on this earth and for them to leave it before you was wrong.

“Rosie, I’m so sorry I left baby. I’m here now and I’m never leaving,” you said, combing your hand through her brown locks.

“But its okay if you need to. It’s okay. I’ll be alright, we all will be…. You can let go…. I love you so much sweetheart, don’t every forget how much mommy loves you…. You can rest now,” you said, moving to Rosie’s side to take her hand in yours. Seeing Rosie like this was tearing you apart from the seems.

It wasn’t long before all tears had put you to sleep. Tom had covered you up with a blanket. You talked to Rosie as though she could hear you. Maybe she could, maybe not but, you definitely wished she could. Tom hadn’t had the chance to break down like you. You needed him to be the strong one, but he was human too.

“Rosie, it’s dad. Everyone besides me has gotten the chance to talk to you, so here it goes,” Tom started.

“I know your mother said that is was ok to leave, but it is not. You hear me. Don’t you dare leave…. Rosie, darling you need to fight. Fight whatever it is that will bring you back to us. You are so much stronger than you lead on baby.”

“I love you so much, please come back to us…. I don’t know if your mother can take losing you. Also that boy you secretly hid from me. Once you wake up you are grounded. I don’t know why you fell for that scruffy looking kid but he needs you, baby. We all do,” Tom concluded. There was no easy fix to this problem. He couldn’t go out and torture somebody or beat them til they broke. Not even money could fix this. He felt completely and utterly useless.Tom reached out to the only thing that could help his daughter, God.

“Hey, god above, I don’t really have a name for you. You are just the one who watches over people, you could be from any religion. I don’t know,” Tom said, clasping his hand together as he spoke to the heavens above.

“I know we don’t talk often and I’m sorry for that and I’m sorry for the despicable acts I’ve committed but I need you help…. My daughter needs your help. She was in a car accident and she hasn’t woken up yet. She’s so young, she has her entire life ahead of her and I want her to experience it all…. I’d really like to walk her down the aisle someday. Can you just bring her back to me? That’s all I ask, just bring her back.”

“Thank you. Shit, I’m believe I’m supposed to say amen and I’m sorry for cursing a second ago. Just remember what we talked about, do this for her not me. God knows I don’t deserve it,” Tom said, ending his plea to the god or gods above.

Tom couldn’t of imagined better timing, with his speech, Rosie’s fingers started to twitch in his hand.

“Y/N wake up?” Tom yelled.

“What, I’m up. Is she ok?” You asked, confused by his outburst.

“Better than ok, her hand moved,” Tom explained.

“Oh my god, really? Parker go get the doctor,” you said, moving towards Rosie.

“Rosie?” Tom said as she started to stir.

“Rosie, baby. I’m here” you said, holding her hand. Rosie eyes fluttered open as she choked on the intubation tube, which gave her oxygen.

“Shh, you’re ok. You were in a car accident with Henry. You’re ok,” you said, softly. The look on Rosie’s face broke your heart. She looked so confused and overwhelmed all you wanted to do was hold her and never let go. Yes, she was a teenager but she will always be your baby girl.

Parker quickly brought the doctor in and he conducted a neurological exam. He removed the tube down her throat, allowing her to breath normally.

“Rosie, you’re awake. Don’t try to talk, it will feel weird for a while. I can get you something for the pain. I’m going to have you do a few tests. Blink once for yes and twice for no, ok?” The doctor explained. Rosie followed his instructions and blinked once. You and Tom were holding each other, praying Rosie didn’t have any brain damage.

“Follow the light for me please. Good. Squeeze my hand. Good grip… These are all amazing signs. Everything looks good. No neurological deficits, but I still would like to get an MRI for her. In the meantime, just rest. It’s going to feel weird as your brain has basically been sleeping for a week,” the doctor concluded, leaving everyone alone to rejoice.

“Mom?” Rosie said, her voice extremely hoarse.

“Yeah, honey. Take it easy,” you said. Words couldn’t describe how you were feeling, you got your daughter back.

“Where’s Henry?” Rosie croaked out.

“He’s ok Rosie, I believe he is outside. Would you like to see him?” You asked, much to Tom’s dismay. Rosie just nodded in response, trying to make everything seem less hazy.

“Rosie,” Henry said with a biggest smile on his face. Nothing could bring this boy down from cloud 9, she was ok. The love of his life was ok.

“Hi,” she said with a half-smile. That’s all she could must her up with her energy.

“Thank god you’re okay. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Henry said, kissing her forehead.

“We will give you two a minute,” you said, pulling Tom and Parker out of the room. Tom was giving you a bunch of harsh glares, he knew what you were doing. However, he too ecstatic that Rosie was awake to be mad at Henry.

“Are you okay? How do you feel?” Henry asked concerned.

“I’m okay. Henry, I have to tell you something,” Rosie responded.

“I love you…. Walking up in the hospital bed just made me realize who cares if it’s too soon or if you don’t feel the same way, I just had to tell you. I love you,” Rosie declared. This was his chance, break her heart and walk away, she didn’t deserve to be here in a hospital bed. Tom was right, Henry knew what he had to do.

“Rosie, I think we should break up,” Henry said, already feeling like he made the biggest mistake of his life.

“What, why? Did I do something wrong? I thought we were happy. Just yesterday you said you were falling in love me. What the fuck happened?” Rosie faltered, confused by everything.

“Rosie, it’s just not working,” Henry exclaimed with the lamest excuse.

“Fine. Leave,” she said, trying to not let tears fall.

“Roo, we can still be friends.”

“Don’t fucking say that to me. You don’t get to call me that anymore,” Rosie screamed.

“Rosie, I’m sorry,” Henry tried to say something else but was cut off.

“Just get the fuck out. I’m serious, FUCKING LEAVE!!” she thundered as he left. Henry felt like literal shit and an asshole and a fucking idiot all at once. He had just broken the heart of the girl he loves. It was never supposed to happen this way.

“Henry? What’s wrong?” You asked as you saw Henry storm through the halls.

“Are you happy Tom? I did it,” Henry barked.

“Glad she’s awake. Y/N you should go in there, she needs you,” Henry exclaimed, before leaving for good this time.

“Tom, we need to talk about Rosie and Henry,” you said, furious at Tom and his decision to break them up.

“He’s gonna fucking break her heart and I won’t allow it,” Tom yelled.

“You can’t keep them apart and you already did that,” you said sternly, you couldn’t believe the nerve on your husband.

“Y/N end of fucking discussion. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. We don’t keep secrets from each other. For fucks sake, how fucking stupid are you? Letting our daughter whore around with that kid, just like you did,” he vociferated.

“Whore around like I did? Really? Why don’t you look in the fucking mirror?” You screamed, zero fucks were given.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Tom barked.

“I know about you and Jazz.”

“What?”

“You went to a hotel and met her there. Tell me I’m wrong,” you interjected. Tom was too furious to explain his actions, he let you believe he cheated on you.

“Your silence answers my question,” you remarked, wanting to break down inside.

“Tom, just so you know you're sleeping on the couch tonight,” you said. You had your answer now. How could Tom do that to you. I didn’t matter in that moment all that mattered was consoling your daughter who Tom broke.

“Real fucking mature Y/N,” Tom yelled, as you walked away.

“Rosie?” You asked, knocking on her door.

“Mom… he broke up with me,” Rosie said as tears fell.

“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry.”

“I don’t know what I did wrong…. I swear to god if he met some other chick while I was in a coma.”

“No, nothing like that,” you said, trying to comfort your daughter. There is nothing like a first heartbreak.

“There has to be a reason. One minute I was in love with a boy who loved me back and now, I’m not.”

“Shh, it's okay,” you said, rubbing you hand down Rosie’s back as you pulled her into your arms. How could Henry actually do that to her and flee the scene like a coward. Parker managed to chase him down in the parking lot.

“What the fuck Henry?” Parker called after him

“I did it because I love her,” Henry exclaimed, continuing to walk away.

“Bullshit,” Parker yelled as he punched Henry square in the jaw.

“Owww.”

“I said, I’d fucking hurt you if you broke her heart.”

“Yeah, I know. It was still a shitty threat, but I deserved that.”

“I don’t understand what happened Henry. One minute you tell me you love her the next you don’t…. I don’t know if I will ever understand but you can’t come by the house for awhile,” Parker pleaded, wanting to know the truth.

“Alright. Just tell her I’m sorry mate.” Henry concluded, feeling like literal shit and an asshole and a fucking idiot all at once. He had just broken the heart of the girl he loves. It was never supposed to happen this way.

Author note: I'm sorry for all those who love Rosie and Henry. Don't be afraid to call me a bitch for breaking your heart, my brother did when he read it. Also Tom is a literal asshole in this chapter.

I really can't wait for you guys to read the next ones, even if you don't ask for it. I will post hints for the next chapter with emojis because it's fun.

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pink lines [part seven]

tom holland x reader

series summary: when you find yourself alone, pregnant and scared, there’s only one person you can turn to. but where do you draw the line between friendship and more…

updates tuesday nights EST ?

warnings for this part: pregnancy, alcohol, cursing, bit of angsting, minor mentions of cheating ?

a/n: i'm so sorry this chapter's so short! i have 3 papers due this week but still wanted to give you guys an update. we're almost there i promise <3

✧��ﾟ: chapter seven･ﾟ:✧

“Pass me that pile there?” you say, gesturing for the neatly folded pile of shirts on Tom’s left.

He hands over the stack, rolling his eyes.

“I can pack a suitcase myself, you know.”

You nod.

“I know you can. I just want to make sure you don’t forget anything, okay?”

Tom grins at you.

“Awh! You actually vaguely care about me!”

You reach out and shove at his upper arm.

“You’re so rude to me, pack your own damn suitcase I don’t care,” you fight back a giggle.

Tom leans backwards so he’s laying down on his bed, legs dangling off the side from the knees down.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay while I’m away? Because I can call and cancel. Sony really don’t need me all that much…”

You zip the suitcase and push it over so there’s space to lay down next to Tom. It takes a little effort due to your large pregnant belly, but you and Tom manage it. You twist your head to the side and are met with Tom’s chocolate brown eyes already looking in yours.

“It’s only a few weeks,Tom.”

He sighs.

“I know, but the baby’s due in a month or so and I just worry about you, love. What if you need to get something, or you can’t reach ‘cause your stomach’s in the way, or if something happens or-or-”

“Tom.”

He shuts up at his name, waiting for you to continue.

“I’m going to be absolutely fine. I’m starting my maternity leave in three or four weeks anyway. I just want a little more time where things are normal before the baby comes, okay?”

Tom nods and you think he’s going to drop the subject but of course, he doesn’t.

“What if you went and stayed with my parents?”

You roll your eyes.

“Tom, no! I’m literally fine here. Why are you so obsessed with packing me off to stay with someone?”

He reaches out to grab your hand and you mentally pray it isn’t clammy.

“I just prefer the thought that someone’s with you just in case you need it. Mum and Dad would love to have you, I swear.”

You shake your head.

“No, I’ve already dragged their son into having a baby with me, I’m not crashing their literal home for weeks on end too.”

A warning look from Tom tells you exactly what he’s going to say.

“Y/N they love you, you know that-”

“-you know that-” you say at exactly the same time, giggling. “Tommy, I’m not going to go and stay with your parents. I want to be here where I have all my stuff and I’m comfy for these next few weeks. But if you really want, how about I have Harrison and Tuwaine stay over tonight? So that there’s someone here for the first night.”

Tom brightens at your suggestion.

“That’s great, love. Thank you. You know I just want to make sure you and Lolo are looked after, right?” he says, reaching out to gently stroke your swollen belly with one hand. His tenderness with the unborn child never fails to make your heart swoop around through your chest, you have to admit.

“I’m still going to call Mum and have her check in on you,” he adds quickly while you’re distracted.

Before you have time to come back with a snarky response, Harry knocks gently on the open door frame. He hovers slightly, as if he’s unsure if he’s interrupting. “Hey, car’s here, bro.”

Tom pouts.

“Oh. Guess it’s time to go, then.”

He sits up and reaches out to help you into a sitting position which you gratefully accept. As Tom lifts his suitcase off the bed and onto the floor, and hops around putting on his socks you turn your attention to Harry.

“Got both your passports?”

“Check.” replies the redhead, one hand in his pocket.

“Flight details?” “Yep.”

“Both your masks?”

“Affirmative.”

“Those minty candies so that your ears don’t hurt when you land?”

“Yes Mum,” says Harry, rolling his eyes.

“Little fucker,” you reply, giggling as you stand up and pull him into a hug as best you can. “See you in a couple weeks,”

He wraps his arms around you gently in response, nodding as he does so. “Try not to get much fatter while we’re gone, okay?” he reaches out and pokes ever so gently at your stomach.

“Hey! Don’t you dare talk about Willow like that!” threatens Tom, striding over with his suitcase in tow.

Harry steps back with his hands in the air.

“Chill, bro. I’ll see you downstairs in a minute then?”

Tom nods and Harry slips out of the room with one last cheeky grin, leaving you alone with Tom.

“So,” you say, unsure of how to do this.

Tom opts for the most Tom option, enveloping you in his thick arms. Your arms instinctively wrap around his torso, leaning into his chest. His chin comes to rest on top of your head, pressing a gentle kiss.

You stay like that for a whole minute, listening to the gentle thud of Tom’s heart and wishing you could simply fold yourself up into his embrace and stay there forever. A honk from outside and a faint “come on bro!” from the driveway causes you both to chuckle slightly, stepping away from each other.

“You call if there’s any problems, any minor inconvenience, anything at all, okay? I mean it, anything. A kid rides his skateboard too close to your car? You run out of toothpaste and can’t be bothered to go to the shops because it’s late? Taylor Swift makes a surprise announcement? Someone says something that annoys you? You listen to nothing but Phoebe Bridgers for too long and end up sobbing on the floor unable to feel your face? You call me and let me know, alright? I’ll be there in thirteen hours tops.”

You giggle, nodding as you feel the blood rush to your cheeks slightly.

“Okay, Tom. I promise.”

He presses one last kiss to your forehead and bends down to press another to your rounded belly. “Now Willow, you be good to Mum while I’m gone okay?”

He straightens up and drags his suitcase to the door.

“Tom?” you say, pulling his attention back to you. “Have fun, okay?” He grins. “Love you, darling.”

His footsteps and the thump of him dragging his suitcase down the stairs - pick the fucking suitcase up Tom, you’ll leave marks in the damn carpet - gently fade away until you’re left standing in his silent bedroom.

Sinking down into the duvet, you pick up your phone from the bedside table, opening up the groupchat with only you, Harrison, and Tuwaine.

Y/N: slumber party tonight? we can eat all tom’s food and trash his flat.

Tuwaine: hell yeah. i’m in.

Haz: i’ll bring snacks.

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“Is it Harrison’s turn to pick the next movie?” asks Tuwaine as the credits begin to roll.

You and Harrison both groan, stretching out your limbs under the pile of blankets and pillows covering the living room.

“If I have to watch one more movie, I think I’ll straight up die,” you say.

“Yeah, my eyeballs are fucking square from staring at the TV,” adds Harrison, rubbing said eyes. “How about a game?”

Tuwaine snorts. “I love you both but I am NOT going to play Twister with you Haz. Or a very pregnant Y/N.”

“Ok, pass on the Twister then. How about truth or drink?” Harrison suggests.

You lift a hand. “Pregnant. No alcohol.”

“Truth or truth?” Haz continues.

Tuwaine shrugs. “I’m in if Y/N is.”

You shrug. “What's the worst that could happen? I gotta go pee first though.”

“You literally peed three times during the last movie,” sighs Harrison.

“Dude it was a long fucking movie, you try being pregnant,” you say as Tuwaine offers you a hand to help you up. “Two minutes and I’ll be back.”

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Fifteen minutes later you’re all situated in a small circle on the living room floor. In the dim light you can only make out the faces of Harrison and Tuwaine, still giggling from the last revelation.

“Y/N’s turn to ask Harrison.”

You pull a nearby pillow into your lap, gently rubbing your hand over the purple fabric as you pull an exaggerated thinking face.

“Hmmm,”

“Oh God Y/N, I do not like the look on your face right now,” groans Harrison.

You giggle at the panicked look on his face as he anticipates your next question.

“Have you ever cheated on a girlfriend?”

You expect it to be an easy question, a straight no from Harrison, but you’re shocked when he purses his lips together and looks down at the floor, refusing to make eye contact.

“Haz!” you whisper-scream, leaning in closer. “You haven’t! Please tell me you haven’t!”

Harrison says nothing. The silence is only broken by the crunch of Tuwaine popping another handful of popcorn into his mouth, eyes wide.

“It was a while ago, okay? I was super drunk and in a bad relationship…”

“That does not justify cheating! You are an absolute dick, Harrison Osterfield!” you try to sound outraged but the sheepish look on his face is just so funny to you and you can’t help but break into laughter. The sight of you giggling, hand covering your face and trying to keep yourself composed sets Tuwaine off and you lean into each other, both trying to shush each other.

“Okay, okay. This has taken a turn,” says Harrison quickly, trying to take control of the situation and get the focus off of himself.

"I think it's my turn to ask Y/N a question."

He strokes his chin in an exaggerated fashion, plotting how he can get you back for exposing him. "Oh!"

His eyes glint and you swallow, a little worried though. It's not like you have any crazy dark secrets to hide, though...

"Y/N Y/L/N. Do you have feelings for anyone?"

You gulp.

"Omitting the truth is one of the greatest sins of Truth or Truth," adds Tuwaine, grinning. "Do not disrespect the rules."

How are you going to get out of this one? What should you say? These guys know you better than almost anyone. They can see right through you if you try to lie.

"A certain brunette Brit, perchance?"

"Another thespian?" the boys taunt.

The thought of Tom makes a lump form in your throat. The memory of his rejection of you a few months ago still stings. You haven't allowed yourself to think of it much at all, but when Harrison asks it's like he's tearing open a wound you thought had scarred over. You blink back tears. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, you will yourself. One tear slips down your cheek, and it's like the floodgates open.

"Okay, shut up about it would you? Yes, I have feelings for Tom, but I don't know what to do about it now that I'm pregnant and he says he's along for the ride. I'm so terrified of scaring him off-" you croak out, clutching onto the pillow in your lap.

"Oh shit," panics Harrison. "I'm so sorry Y/N, I didn't mean to make you cry or anything-"

"-but he doesn't like me back, and God it was so embarrassing when I asked, he looked at me like I was the most self-absorbed nut job out there, but I swear I've never felt this much about anyone."

Tuwaine beckons you over, wrapping a strong arm around you and pulling you into his chest. Harrison crawls around too, rubbing a soothing hand up and down your arm in apology. When you're able to stop crying, you reach up and wipe your nose on the corner of your hoodie sleeve.

"Y/N, babe, I don't want to make this any more confusing for you but I gotta tell you," says Tuwaine. "But Tom? That boy is absolutely whipped for you."

"What?" you shake your head. "No, I straight out asked him. He said he doesn't have feelings for me."

"Tuwaine's right," Harrison jumps in. "Tom's the guy I've known longest outside of my own family and trust me when I tell you he's absolutely crazy about you."

"he's clearly scared though," continues Tuwaine. "He values your friendship so much, but I promise you that if you tell him how you feel, he won't be able to lie anymore. And he'll have no reason to."

You glance up at the guys, sniffling.

"You think?"

Both boys nod, reaching out for handfuls of popcorn.

"Oh love, we know."

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