Professor Holland

Chapter Ten

Here's the next part! There is no story board lmao but next chapter there will be!
Sorry for any spelling mistakes as usual and enjoy!

-Maddie<3

"Hey darling.

Tom sat beside me and put his arm around me. I sat there comfortably, then I see him.

"Hey Av." He says as he walks in.

"Hi Jack."

"Who's this?" Jack asks, putting his arm around Poppy.
"I'm Tom." Tom says.
"Av? Have you got a boyfriend?"
"Obviously dumbass." I say

"Avery. Don't." Mum says.
I roll my eyes at her and Jack and stay sat with Tom.
"You okay?" He whispers in my ear.
"I'm good." I whisper back.
"If you want, I'll punch him" He whispers, making me giggle.

"What are you two lovebirds whispering about?" Dad asks.
"Don't worry about it dad." I say so they knock it off and stop being weird.

Jack stops talking to Tom and I, leaving us alone so I don't have to have an argument with him.

"Tom can I show you all my comics please?" Sammy asks.
"Of course bud, I'll be right there."
"Yayy!" He says excitedly. He runs up the stairs and into his room.
"How many comics does he have?" Tom asks.
"A lot. Probably about 150 or something."
"Bloody hell. I'll be back sooner or later. Try not to start an argument."

"Hm fine."

Tom flashes a smile and gets up to go upstairs.

"So. How is English Literature going?" Jack asks me.
"Alright. It's Romeo and Juliet and not boring old Macbeth."
"Do you lot have to perform?"
"No."
"When I was your age I was Romeo."

I sigh. "I bet you were."
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asks.
"Nothing." I say. "I'm going to unpack."

"Sweetheart. You and Tom can stay in your old room because Ella is re-doing it next week."
"Okay." I say getting up and grabbing my bag to go upstairs.

I walk into my old room. Same white walls. Same posters. Same bed covers. It's like I've never left. I breathe in and close my eyes. All the memories. The sleepovers, the secrets. The first kiss. Everything. I open them and take my things out of my bag and put them in my old draws. Of course a lot of the things have gone. Like all my clothes and makeup but the posters haven't changed. My Chemical Romance, The Killers and Oasis. I always got called silly for liking older bands but I loved them. My book shelf was empty and my Record Player was still in its place because Ella wants it for her music. Like Harry Styles and Billie Eilish. She saw Harry Styles last year in concert, I had to take her because mum refused. I actually enjoyed it, but she didn't know that until we got there and he started singing and I was freaking out like an 11 year old. That's when she turned 14. God knows what she's doing for her 15th. Probably a party because she has a huge group of friends. My favourite one is her best friend Ryan though. She's the best, and the kindest. They've known each other for years.

I sit on my old bed.

I hear a scream.

"AVERY HELP ME TOM'S GOING TO EAT ME!" Sammy screams, running into my room and launching himself onto me.
"Oh my god." I say falling backwards.

"Sammy... I'm coming to eat you." I hear Tom say coming in.
"Nooooo don't please." Sammy begs.
"Hmm okay. I won't." Tom says, sitting beside me. I sit up and smile at him.

"Is this your old room?" He asks.
"Yeah. It is."
"It's nice." He says.
"Thanks. I decorated it myself." I laugh.
He smiles.

Sammy was still sat on me, his legs wrapped around my waist and arms around my back.
"You tired buddy?" I ask him.
"Mhm."
"Go to sleep then. I'm sure Tom can wait."
I look down at him, his eyes were shut.