Imagines By Hufflepuffholland

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Pairing: Sam Holland x Reader

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Request: Bc I'm in love with Sam Holland and I'm a hopeless romantic who reads too many cliché prompts for her own good...I think a cute prompt would be Harry trying to help his twin brother with confessing his feelings by telling you that he needs you for a photo shoot and makes you do poses that couples would normally do? (Idk if that made sense, I got the idea from another book I read before)

Warnings: this is SO disgustingly cute not gonna lie and it's almost 2k words because I got too excited writing it lmfao anyway :-) hope you enjoy, and I hope I fulfilled your request!

*Note: I am accepting Harry, Sam, Harrison, Zendaya and Laura requests right now only! I will be returning to my usual Tom content next week, just wanted to try something new. :)

You hummed to yourself, walking up to the Holland Brothers' hotel room door. You were about to knock when you heard muffled screaming. Your eyebrows pulled in as you leaned your ear onto the door, hearing the rustling of the boys. You rolled your eyes, walking in without knocking. You walked in to see Harry and Sam on the ground, Tom sitting on top of Sam while Harrison rested himself on top of Harry. They were holding cans of whipped cream and spraying the contents all over the younger boys.

"You're all such idiots." They all looked toward the door, hearing it slam much clearer than they heard your voice.

"Love, please!" Sam cried desperately, trying to get his older brother off of him. "Help me," he dramatically reached his hand out to you, grasping for you. You walked over to him slowly, examining his position. You kneeled down next to him, brushing his hair out of his face. He smiled at you, his hand still extended out to you. Your finger came to his face, tracing his jaw and collecting some of the whipped cream. You licked it off your finger, shrugging.

"As you were Thomas and Harrison."

"What the hell!" You didn't look at Sam's reaction, the tone of his voice letting you know he felt betrayed. You went to go sit in Sam's room, on his bed. You scrolled through his Netflix, knowing you'd have to occupy yourself now and when they were done, while Sam took his shower.

Sam and you had been friends for about two years now, along with the rest of the Holland, plus Harrison, clique. You had met all of them while they were scouting for 'photoshoot-ish' locations. You were in Hollywood, just getting off the bus tour you were on, when you saw the new Spider-Man and a group of boys walking around and taking pictures of all their favorite Stars. You went to go ask for a picture but were stopped by the youngest of them, Sam, to take their picture. You had suppressed a laugh, taking a couple of them. You forgave him for interrupting your chance to have a picture with the new Marvel star because he was cute, quickly taking a liking to him as he kept you around them for the remainder of the day.

In the other room, Tom and Harrison had decided Tom's brothers had, had enough – also, the cans of whipped cream were now empty. They went to dispose of the cans and make themselves something to eat. Harry complained, turning around to look at his twin and laughing at how ridiculous he looked, just imagining how awful helooked. Sam stood up, offering his brother his hand and pulling him up.

"I've got to take a shower." Sam's nose scrunched up in disgust at himself. "We both need one." He shoved Harry away from him when he leaned in to give Sam a playful hug.

"Sure, a shower. Not just going in there to spend some alone time with your girlfriend?" Tom and Harrison let out an immature 'oooooh', smirks on both of their faces. Sam turned around, flipping them off only causing them to laugh as they went back to cooking. Sam turned around, giving Harry a tired look.