Unexpected

Chapter 5

I open the front door of the Holland household and two seconds later, a blonde girl walks into the front room. I am confused for a second, but soon I notice the diamond on her left ring finger, and I figure it is Genevieve, Harry's fiancé.

"Hey, Amber, right?" she asks, sticking out her hand for me to shake.

"Yeah! And you're Genevieve soon-to-be-Holland?" I ask, shaking her hand.

She flushes slightly and nods, a large grin on her face.

"The boys have told me a lot about you," Genevieve says, walking into the kitchen towards the back of the house.

"All good things I presume?" I ask, wondering what insane stories the boys could make up if they wanted.

"Oh yes, all great things. They honestly adore you," she replies, leaving me astonished. I feel so flattered, and surprised that my crazy best friends have actually said good things about me.

"Oh, hey Amber!" Sam says when he notices me.

"Hey! I brought some snacks, as promised," I say, putting them on the counter. I glance over at the table, and notice that they have also provided tons of snacks.

"Uh, you guys, why did you put so much out?" I ask, looking at them weirdly.

"Well, we decided to get out more, just in case hunger should strike one of us. And we also invited Genevieve, who I see you have met, and Harrison, who I believe we have mentioned before," Harry says, nodding towards his fiance and the front door.

"Oh, well, cool. I can't wait- You guys have Smarties?!" I exclaim, grabbing the largest package of Smarties I see and cradling it in my arms like it's a little baby.

Sam bursts out laughing and says, "You can have that, if you want."

"Good to know, because I would've taken it anyway," I respond, pivoting on my heel and walking outside.

Once I step onto the deck, I let out a gasp. On the grass lay six blankets set out, and on a table in the middle of them sat a projector. The projector shone on the biggest white sheet I've ever seen. It's tied onto two large trees that are wrapped with fairy lights, glowing white. Towards the back of the yard is another large tree, this one with an adorable treehouse in the center.

"Like what you see?"

I shriek and drop the Smarties on the wooden deck and spin around. There stands Sam, so close to my face that I can feel his breath on my nose.

So angry from being scared, I smack him on the arm and say, "Sam. Anthony. Holland. Don't do that again!"

He laughs and says, "Dang Amber, so aggressive. Just a practical joke. But really, do you like the setup?"

"Well, yeah! It's so beautiful back here!" I exclaim, walking down the deck steps and onto the grass. I throw the Smarties on a blanket at the back of the little group of blankets and walk back inside to see if they need any help in there.

When I get in the house, there stands an unfamiliar man with dirty-blonde hair talking animatedly to Tom.

I figure that's Harrison, and when he turns and sees me he says, "Ah, is this the famous Amber?"

"Oh yes, that's definitely me. And you're Harrison?" I ask.

"Indeed, that is me. You know, from what everyone's told me, you seem like quite the delightful girl."

I glance at the boys, my eyebrows raised. "Have you all really said such nice things about me?"

"Why of course," Tom says, a smile on his face. "You're one of our best friends."

I clap my hand over my heart and squeal. "YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING," I say loudly, pretending to cry.

Sam turns to Harrison and says quietly, "This is why we don't compliment her often."

"I heard that," I say, glaring at him playfully.

He laughs and says, "Alright everybody, since it was Amber's wonderful idea to watch a movie, she gets to pick."

"Hmmmmm." I walk into their living room and look at their tall shelf of movies.

I glance at Spider-Man, and a smile comes across my face. I pull the two off the shelf (Homecoming and Far From Home)and walk into the kitchen, brandishing them to everyone, as if they were a prize.

I hear a loud groan come from everyone but Tom, who stands there beaming.

"Amber," Harry says, "You've made a grave mistake."

"Oh hush," I say. "I have actually never seen them, which I believe I have told you guys before. Which should make sense, because when I first met you guys, I didn't fall flat on my face, fangirling aggressively. Anyway, shall we begin?"