tom holland oneshots

circles before selves

requested: hey honey! how are you doing?

i was wondering if you could write something where the reader is either tom or harrison's sister, around 19-20 years old, and she hears her brother talking bad about her behind her back and she gets distant towards them and her brother realizes how much he's missing out on (her first boyfriend and stuff like that)

sorry if it's long or if you don't wanna write it lol it was just an idea!!

the boys x osterfield!reader :)

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Being the established girl in a group of four boys meant a lot of things. Often, you were confused as a girlfriend to whichever boy you were accompanying, aside from your brother, of course. There was a lot of territory that came with being close family-friends with the Holland family. Especially since your brother used to be Tom's assistant. It was expected, though, because they had been close friends growing up, especially since being in the same grade.

You were younger, which meant you were in between ages for the twins and Paddy. You didn't consider yourself too young for them, though, and found yourself in the presence of the boys for most of your time.

Today, however, you were with your friend Aisha, walking around the shops. She had to leave unexpectedly early, so you parted ways. You came into the house quietly, setting a few things as you silently made your way into the kitchen. It wasn't actually your house, but you practically spent all of your time there anyways. You heard voices coming from the den. Though you knew it was wrong, you halted in announcing your arrival, choosing to listen in on what they seemed to be joking around about.

"Finally got 'er off your back, huh mate?" You heard Tom's voice, followed with joined laughter from everyone else. Your mind wandered, thinking maybe Harrison had a girl he was interested in, though he never brought that up, so you stayed quiet to hear more.

"Yeah. Out with Aisha or whatever."

Your eyes widened as the realization dawned on you. You purse your lips and think not to assume anything just yet.

"That her only her friend?"

"Honestly," Harrison laughs in agreement. "Mum said to be a good older brother but I'm tired of playing babysitter." They all laugh again and you will yourself not to burst into anger — or worse: cry. "She's gotta grow up or something."

"Mate." Tom snickers. "She needs a life. The boys are a tight circle; can't let no baby sister in on that."

"Yeah," Harry's voice pops in. "Who else would we spill disgusting secrets to?" They laugh seemingly in universal knowledge.

"Anyways," Tom settles down. "Good thing we finally got the superior Osterfield alone, for once."

You abandon your station near the kitchen door and speed walk out the other swing door. You pick your bags up quietly, making for a quick escape as your tears attempt the same. You're almost done putting your shoes on when Sam comes down the stairs, brows furrowed while he wipes his damp hands on the front of the shirt. You curse in realizing he was probably in the bathroom.

"Y/N? Everything okay?"

"Uh..." You glance to the hallway that leads to the kitchen, wearily hoping nobody comes out. "Yeah, just uh... forgot I had to do something. I'll see you later."

You quickly make your way out of the house, shoving everything into your car while you can, starting the engine with great speed. Sam was in the middle of saying something else to you on your wait out, but he never got around to finishing because you were already out of the door.