THE HOLLAND BOYS AND HARRISON OSTERFIELD IMAGINES

Clair de Lune + Sam Holland

Written by: @/ toms-accent

Summary: You find yourself wishing to rekindled your love for piano, a childhood hobby you once loved but couldn’t find the time for in your early teenage years. So your mother sets you up lessons with her best friend’s son, who just so happens to be quite the musician(and quite the young man).

Warnings: FLUFF.

Words: 1,665

The blistery air of London’s winter hit your cheeks as you made your way to the Holland household. You hadn’t been to their home in quite some time, eight years to be exact, but the way there was almost ingrained in your head from the many trips as a young girl. The many times you’d skipped along this sidewalk with your brother and mum, on your way to the many play dates you had with the Holland boys, laughter filling your soul as your ran towards your best friends. But that was so long ago, and you had grown up, made new friends and found a life without the Holland boys. 

You still cared about them, and still stayed in contact. Liking each others Instagrams, and texting a ‘Happy Birthday’ or ‘Merry Christmas’, was a regular set of communication that the four of you kept. You had gone and seen Tom in Spider-Man, both in Civil War and the newest film, sending him congratulations with a smiley face. You had watched the twins grow from those annoying boys to handsome young men, and you would be lying if you said you weren’t excited to see them today. Specifically Sam, who was actually the one giving you these lessons.

As you walked up to the door, you felt a sense of familiarity as your reached out and rang the door bell three times. The chilly air nipped at your exposed hands as your rubbed them together, trying to create the friction you needed for warmth to course through them. Your teeth chattered as you waited for the door to open, patiently, and when it did you smiled widely at the red headed woman on the other side of it.

“Hey, Nikki. How are you?” You say as she ushered you through the threshold, closing the door and taking your coat and scarf before hugging you tightly. “I’m doing swell, thank you.God, you’re practically frozen. Come on, the boys are in here.” 

The two of you walked through the foyer and into the living area, chatting about the girls weekend that your mom, her, and you had just had two weekends back. Of course, you had seen Nikki and Dom at least twice a month, they were your parent’s best friends. The four of them did almosteverything together when the Holland’s were in town, and sometimes you had the pleasure of spending a night full of stories and laughter with the pair of couples.

“Yeah, we’ll definitely have to do it again.” You said as Tessa ran up to you happily, jumping on her hind legs as she stretched to lick you. You laughed at the beauty, cooing at her lightly as you pet her, “Hello, darling, you can come too. Yes you can!” Nikki laughed as you invited Tessa to the next girls day, as she looked up at the boys that were seated on the couches.

“Boys! Look who’s here!” Their heads perked up as you stood from rubbing Tessa’s belly, looking at the boys who had grown oh-so-much. Paddy ran towards you with a huge smile plaster on his face as he exclaimed your name joyously. Tom’s smile was just as bright and confident, as he jumped up to give you a hug which you returned happily. Harry did the same, moving around Tom as you wrapped an arm around his waist in a side hug. Sam was the last one to approach you with an almost overly happy smile. His arms came to wrap around your waist, dipping his head in the crook of your neck, his hold pulling you slightly off the ground. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing against him in the tightest hug you could muster. 

As you pulled away, questions were shot your way from every direction, a blush coming to your cheeks as Tom boasted about how beautiful you had become since he had last seen you in a club about a year and a half ago. You chuckled as you swatted at the compliment, “It was dark, and you were drunk. How could you tell?” The boys laughed at their brother, Paddy going back to his video game console as he lost interest in the conversation.