"thank you", I smiled tipping the man who brought our bags up to the hotel room "honey?", I walked further into the hotel room finding holland already on the bed "tired?", I giggled climbing in behind her wrapping my arm around her waist
"madly", holland whispered lacing her fingers with mine
"why don't you get some sleep", I kissed the back of her neck before beginning to pull back
"no.. sleep with me", holland mumbled tugging my arm back around her waist
"okay", I relaxed, the pleasure of sleep already consuming me
- Next morning -
"that will be our room service", holland spoke moving out of my arms and slipping on a robe, running to the door
"good, I'm starving", I called after her "what?", I sat up watching Hollands eyes turn once they landed on the paper
"it's us", she chocked
"give it to me", I spoke but she was just frozen "holland give it to me!", I demanded making her body jolt before rushing to my side
"it's not that bad", my voice wavered as I tried to be calm
"are you fucking kidding me Sarah!", holland shouted standing up
"honey calm down, it's okay", I stood up placing my hands on her clothed waist
"it's not okay Sarah. I don't want to be in the papers, this is your life not mine! I don't want this life!", holland spat bitterly face becoming paler while she walked backwards
"I know.. but I can't really avoid this", I spoke while following her steps until her back hit the wall
"fuck me", holland breathed her head leaning back
"what part of this is upsetting you?", I asked trying to understand but that was clearly the wrong thing to say
"what part?.. oh I don't know? how about that fact that there are god damn photos of me kissing you in the papers!", her voice was cold and yet hurt "this isn't the life I want!, this isn't my life!', she repeated
"no it's not.. it's our life holland", I took a step to cup her cheeks only for holland to grip my wrists before I made contact
"maybe I should just go back to New York", she spoke defeatedly
"but we only got here yesterday, you said that you would stay with me.. that you wanted to stay with me"
"Sarah I just can't be with you right now", holland kissed my forehead before walking towards the closet, fetching her suitcase
"um I'll call Ryan about the plane", I looked at her confused moving to the phone
"thank you", she mumbled placing her folded clothes into the case, sitting on the floor
"holland I-", I murmured
"Sarah don't", she interrupted
"holland you can leave if you want to.. but you need to talk to me.. please", I bit my lower lip, following holland to sit on the couch once she had stood up
"come here", holland pulled me to straddle her, her hands rubbing up and down my thighs "how much do you love your job darling?", holland asked peering up at me
"it's everything I've ever wanted", I spoke sheepishly
"I know.. and every day I am beyond proud of you", holland smiled taking my hands into hers "the way you feel about acting is the way that I feel about teaching, even though they are very different-"
