Hollands home pt3

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holland and I hadn't talked much since her sisters house. we talked occasionally, just about when the plane was coming and what our routine for getting home would be.

As soon as I opened the door, holland stepped through, dropping her bags, letting out a loud sigh

"sweetheart", I took a step forward placing my hand on her shoulder

"I'm just going to have a shower", holland whispered walking off

As much as holland didn't want to admit it, her families opinion and support meant a lot to her.

"here", I smiled wrapping a towel around holland as she stepped out of the shower

"thank you darling", holland melted into the towel "its warm", holland whispered

"I put it in the dryer for you", I kissed her forehead

holland took a step forward, I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly in the towel

"I love you", I breathed

"I love you", holland began to stutter

"darling", I cupped her cheek making her look at me, I could help but break as tears began to fall down her cheeks "talk to me"

"I'm tired", holland spoke shuffling out of my grip walking into the bedroom

I walked out the shower, drying myself off before climbing in next to holland, holding her from behind

"darling?", I placed a couple of kisses of her shoulder

"I just want to sleep", holland whispered

"okay", I rested against her, pulling her body further into me "I love you"

"I love you"

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'hi darling', holland spoke sadly through the phone

'where are you honey?'

'I'm back at my place'

'do you want me to come over?'

'no, I'm okay'

'darling-'

'listen I have to go, I'll talk to you later'

'I love yo-', I began but she had hung up

holland wasn't sad often, but when she was, it was deep.

This felt like more than sadness.. heartbreak maybe

Holland pov

expect for Sarah they were my only family since my mother had died, and they didn't accept me, but most importantly.. Sarah.

I didn't leave to be mean to Sarah, I just needed to be alone, I didn't want to jeopardise her happiness.. Sarahs happiness means the world to me.

"holland?", I heard being called through my house "holland?"

I heard Sarahs footsteps become louder as she got closer to my bedroom

"hi darling", Sarah smiled sweetly from the doorframe

"hi", I spoke weaker than intended "what are you doing here?", I sat up a bit

"well I have to go back to work in next week and I'm not spending my last week of freedom without you", Sarah explained, taking off her shoes and coat, sliding into bed next to me "how are you?"

"I don't know", I moved into Sarahs embrace when she opened her arms

"do you want to go out for dinner?", Sarah asked resting her head onto of mine

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