Happy Lowman Imagines

Holly-Day Series: Part Two

Happy Thanksgiving 🦃
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Holly leant back in her chair in the office, her feet resting on the edge of the desk as she doodled in the notepad in her hands.
She wasn't the best singer in the world, but she could carry a tune and was working hard to perform both parts of 'Baby, It's Cold Outside'.
Jax and Chibs were working in the garage, although they were spending more time talking about club business and playing with tools than doing any  actual work.
Holly's voice grew louder as she sang the song and once she reached the chorus she was really belting it out.
They could even hear her pens hitting the desk as back up music and Jax rolled his eyes.
Chibs chuckled and they both walked into the office.
Holly glanced up but continued singing.
"I really can't staaaayy.."
She flung her 'microphone' pen out and held it to Jax who simply shook his head.
Holly threw her hands up and shifted in her seat to sit up straight.
"How rude, Jackson, just barging in here. Can't you see I'm busy?" She pointed to a pile of paperwork on the desk that she had been ignoring all morning.
Chibs laughed at that and leant against the wall.
"Ye know it's only November, Holly."
"What's your point, Filip?"
"The point is, stop singing fucking Christmas carols."
Holly gasped and held a hand to her chest in faux hurt. "How dare you!"
Jax smirked and shook his head and Holly cracked a smile too.
"Well now that you boys are here you can tell me, What time are we meeting at the maze tomorrow?"
Jax blanked and looked to Chibs, whose expression mirrored his own.
Holly rolled her eyes. "Gems been talking about it all week! The corn maze?!"
"Ohhh youre wanting to know if your boyfriends gonna be back in time huh?" Jax teased.
Holly glared at him when Chibs jumped in.
"A romantic walk, getting lost in tha corn."
"Seriously, boys. Grow up."
The boys were about to respond when the roar of motorcycles filled the lot and they all peered outside.
Four bikes rolled in and Holly recognised them as Happy, Juice, Kozik and Bobby.
For almost a fortnight the four had been away, helping out in Tacoma charter, though Holly wasn't sure of the reasons behind it.
All Holly knew was that the absence had most definitely been noticed.
Especially of one in particular.
Happy had been the forefront of her thoughts even more than usual ever since the Halloween Party she had thrown where she could have sworn they had shared a moment before Tig had interrupted.
She watched longingly as he backed his bike up and imagined herself running down from the office to greet him. How hed look up and grin while shed run in slow motion. How he'd run towards her and meet her halfway. How he's lift his helmet off and toss it aside and she would leap into his arms, 'The Notebook' style, his strong arms wrapping around her. He'd say something like "oh how I've missed you, my one true love!" And pull her into a smouldering, earth-moving kiss while music played and the guys clapped and cheered and in the background, fireworks!...
"Holly!"
"Huh?!" She snapped out of her imagination to find Jax and Chibs smirking at her dreamy flushed expression.
"Jesus darlin, you might need a napkin for all that drool."
"Shut up!" Holly snapped and stood up.
She grabbed a wad of paperwork and shooed them out of the office before slamming the door behind him.
The commotion drew the attention of the new arrivals and Holly twisted the blinds shut before slumping back to the desk.

♔

Holly stepped out of the taxi, thanking the driver and walked swiftly to the front door.
Knock-knock.
Holly adjusted her grip on the dish in her hands and waited rather impatiently.
After twenty seconds of no response she knocked again and this time she saw a light flick on through the window.
Eventually the door cracked open and she saw Clay peering at her through the gap
"Holly?!"
"G'morning!" She pushed the door open with her hip and walked into the house.
Clay looked baffled as he watched her place the dish and the bags on the counter.
"You know what time it is?" Clay asked stifling a yawn.
Holly turned to him and noticed his boxer shorts and black singlet, and from his tired expression she could tell he had just woken up.
"Where's Gemma?"
"In bed, like a normal person at," He glanced at the clock. "Twenty past five, Jesus."
"Oh no." She walked away from him, leaving him staring after her with a mixture of annoyance and confusion on his face.
She walked down the hallway and entered the main bedroom, rolling her eyes at the form of Gemma's body under the comforter.
She strode over to the window and ripped the curtains open for dramatic affect, although it was still dark out.
"Rise and shine, Gem!" She sang.
Gemma groaned and sat up.
"Is this a nightmare or are you really in my room?" She asked as she reached for her glasses.
"I thought you would have known better than to sleep in." Holly tutted. She grabbed the robe hanging off the door and tossed it to Gemma. "Get showered, we have a schedule."
And with that she turned and walked back to the kitchen.
After twenty minutes Gemma walked in to see Holly hauling the turkey out of the refrigerator.
"Need a hand?" Gemma mused as she reached for her cigarettes.
Holly glared at her. "Look who finally showed up!"
Gemma smirked. "Oh sweetheart it's far too early for your attitude."
Holly rolled her eyes and opened the dish of stuffing. She had stayed up late last night preparing it. It was an old family recipe passed down from her grandmother and she had wanted to make it perfect. She knew Donna used to make it for Opie and she knew it would mean a lot to him.