An O'Broden Story

Chapter 4 - "Wherever you are"

Hollands POV

It's been a little over three weeks since I got back from Brazil and I'm back to my pale self. It's weird how the California sun doesn't really affect me. Maybe because I've literally been working half of my life. Speaking of work. I've been auditioning consistently these past week. I almost forgot how hard it is to be an aspiring actor. I can't really complain though, since I do have a good portfolio with Teen Wolf under my belt.

I'm currently sitting in the Starbucks cafe with my sunglasses on inside, hoping I won't get recognised too much. I do love all my fans, but I sometimes like to keep it low, whenever my day isn't the best.

I'm sitting in the far corner of the cafe with the computer infront of me and a decaf mocha by my side. I'm waiting for Dylan to Skype me. He said he had a break from shooting around this hour of the day. We've been Skyping a lot lately. I don't really know why, we usually never have this much contact when we're not working together.

I'm still not sure what his intentions is yet, our conversations have been pretty friendly and we literally just talk about our days and our thoughts.

I take a sip of my coffee and I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pick it up and look at the screen. It's Dylan, calling me? Why is he calling me? I press the green button.

"Dylan?" I say confused.

"Hey. Where are you now?" He answers and he sounds really excited about something.

"I uhh... I'm at the Starbucks cafe. Why?" I asked, still confused.

"I'm back in LA! They are moving the sets and we're doing the last 2 weeks of shooting here in LA. Where you at? I have a day off today since we came in just yesterday." He talks really fast and seems eager to meet me. Which makes me blush.

"What? Oh my god. Really? Uhm.. I don't think you wanna stay here, too many people might recognise you. Meet me at my apartment!?" I almost shouted when I talked and I regretted it instantly, hoping I didn't sound too happy about this.

"Yes, definitely! I've heard rumours about a bar in your basement?" He says.

"Oh yeah, it's the only part of my apartment that hasn't had a Holland makeover yet." I laugh.

"Perfect. I'll come by in an hour or so, is that okay?" He asked.

"Yes, yeah... see you then!" I say and hung up on him. I couldn't help myself from smiling from ear to ear. I was so excited to finally see him.

I immediately pack my computer in my bag and head straight for the door, not even finishing my coffee. I could see someone filming me as I walked by them, but I didn't really care. I was so fast out of there they couldn't possibly have got a good video out of that.

Dylans POV

I straighten up my grey long-sleeved sweater and knock on Hollands apartment feeling very nervous. Holland opens the door and I open my mouth to say something, but I can't seem to get any words out. She looks so fucking beautiful. When did she get so beautiful? I think to myself.

I look at her up and down. She is wearing tight blue jeans and a black knitted sweater with a hint of cleavage. Her hair is perfectly curled and some of it is tucked behind her ears. I eventually realise I'm just standing there staring at her and Holland laughs trying to get my attention.

"Uh, Hi?" she giggles.

"Hi" I smile and steps in closer to hug her. She locks her arms around my waist and the embrace felt even better than I remembered. We break and look at each other with our faces really close for a second before Holland clears her throat to speak.

"Do you... wanna come inside maybe?" She smiles and walks futher in to make room for me.

"That I do." I say and steps inside the hallway.

I follow Holland down the basement while she mumbles about why the bar was down there and I allow myself to look at Hollands behind. I raise my eyebrows and take a deep breath before we stop and she turns to me again.

"So, yeah... this place is really cosy, I kind of don't want to do anything with it." She says and looks around in the room.

"It looks really nice. I would love to have a bar in my basement too. Maybe I will. Since I will be moving to a new place and all." I step behind the bar and faces Holland as I would be the bartender, serving her.

"So what'll be, miss?" I laugh and make a hand movement towards all the booze.

"Oh, hmmm, I'll have a dry Martini, thank you." she says and lifts her chin up smiling at me. I smile back.

"I'll just make something tasty, sound good?" I say and turn around to mix a drink together.

To be continued...
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