Cut! Time! ( Holland Fanfic )

Part 4

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The movie was amazing. Yes you've seen it before but seeing it in the theatre was always amazing. Your work totally payed off.

You and Sam walked out of the theatre, and waited for the limo to pick you up.

"Tonight was pretty amazing. That movie was awesome!" Sam said, as you guys where waiting at the curb.

"Oh yeah, it's amazing how we get everything to fit together. I love it. And filming it really great too." You say.

There was a moment of silence as a breeze pushed though. You rubbed your arms in the cold. Finally the limo started pulling up, taking the directors and producers back to the hotel.

"Hey can I stop by your room after we get back?" Sam asks right before you hop in.

You smile and blush. "Sure." And you close the door and start driving away.

When you get back you pack your bags cause your leaving in the morning. Then you put on sweatpants and a t-shirt. You wash off all your makeup and take your contacts out and you put your glasses on. You sit in your bed, scrolling Through your phone when there's a knock on your door. You get up to answer it and it was Sam.

"You where glasses?" Was his first response.

You smile and nod. "Yeah I have contacts."

Sam steps in and you close the door. He sits on the end of the bed and you guys just talk and talk.

Your phone buzzes and you see a text from your dad.

Y/N L/N, this is a message from the LAPD.
Your dad has been part of a crime and was terribly injured. He is now hospitalized with series injuries.
We contacted you on this number as you weren't responding earlier.
Thank you.

You read the message and cover your mouth with your hand. Tears fill your eyes.

Sam's smile fades. "Y/N, what's wrong?" He asks.

"M-my dad. He's in the hospital. He's dying. Someone hurt him or something." You show Sam the message and you start to cry.

Sam leans back against the bedframe, and pulls you into a hug. He holds you as you cry, and you rest your head on his chest.

"Sh, it's okay Y/N." Sam says.

You stop crying and close your eyes, and Sam strokes your hair.

"Thank you Sam." You say.

"Your welcome darling."

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The next day you and Tom where heading back to Atlanta. You got dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie. Your hair was in a messy bun and you didn't want to put your contacts in. You had Ugg's on and you trudged over to Tom's room with your bag.

You knocked on the door to Toms room and Harry answered. He was the only one up.

"Hey Y/N, everyone's still asleep." He says and let's you in. Harry closes the door and looks at you. "You don't look so good, are you okay?" He asks.