A Star is Born: Tom Holland little sister

Chapter 4

Y/n POV: 

The award ceremony went by fast. The dances I was in placed first, solo got a perfect score, the group and duet also placed first overall. After the awards, Ms.Reyes came to congratulate me and gave me a hug. 

"Y/n you did amazing. Good luck tonight, I can see that Shawn really likes you and I know he will love your singing. Don't forget you get a week off the arts so enjoy."Ms. Reyes tells me as she let's go of the hug and walks away. I make my way over to the door, where Harrison usually waits for me and go to him. 

"Well done. I'm so proud of you." He says giving me a side hug as we quickly run to his car.

"Yeah. Sure. Haha." I say to Harrison.

"You sure you want to stay on your own?" Harrison asks.

"Yeah, and by the way, I have some news," I say.

"What?!" Harry and Sam say as they jump up from the back of the car. 

"Jesus Christ, Harry, and Sam," I say putting a hand to my chest. 

"Sorry. But what? What's the big news?" They ask and I see Tom sit up from the back as well. 

"Something important. Are Mum and Dad free for a facetime call?" I say trying to change the subject. 

"Yeah, why?" Sam says.

"Because, I was just wondering," I say. The car ride was entirely filled with awkward silence as I ducked my head out of the view of the window. Being a secret is hard but being in a car with my brothers that's just torture. I begin humming a few lyrics and I guess my brothers and Haz hear because they wouldn't stop staring at me. 

"Life is so simple. A little boy, a little girl. Laughing and loving. Tryin' to figure out the world." I begin to sing, quietly and hum the melody. I guess I am in the process of writing a new song, which my brothers are shocked about. Harrison isn't because he knows me better than most of my family does. That's why I trust him with everything. 

"Fuck, I need a paper." I begin to say as I shuffle through my bag to find a pen to write the lyrics down on a sticky note. 

"First language Y/n/n," Tom says pointing a finger at me. "Second, where the hell did you learn to sing like that, that was amazing," Tom says as I hold back tears. My brothers really don't know much about me I guess. I shrug my shoulders before answering.

"I don't know. Maybe if I weren't locked up in a room for 15 years of my life I would remember exactly when I started singing instead of crying myself to sleep. Honestly, none of you know what it's like to not exist. Constantly get called orphan at school because reality check. I don't have a last name on record. I'm just tired of it. The feeling of wanting to curl up in a ball and cry everything away..." Before I finish I realized I said that aloud and not in my head so I put my hand over my mouth and mutter fuck. 

"Never mind. Forget about it. Just like you all forget I exist probably. Oh shit. You didn't hear that. I snapped sorry." I say hiding the embarrassment off of my face. 

"Y/n/n we are sorry. I didn't know you felt like this. You know it was just to keep you away from the media after I began to get popularized. Don't ever think we forgot about you, because we didn't. I can't say I feel what you're going through because I can't but know. We all are there for you when you need us." Tom says coming closer to me and giving me a hug I just begin to cry into his shoulder as he attempts to soothe me. 

"Oh no. Now I'm ruining your shirt, Tom. I'm so sorry. Honestly, you all should just tell mum and dad to give me away for adoption because I know I don't belong here." I say hiding my head from everyone because my anxiety prevents me from looking at any of them directly in the eyes. 

"Nope, not happening. And it's just a shirt I don't care if it's ruined. I'd be glad if it got ruined by you rather than some psychotic fan, y/n I love you. You are my only sister and it's my job as your older brother to protect you. Sam, Harry, Haz I don't feel like we should leave her alone in the house today, so you guys want to stay there for the night?" Tom says and the three of them nod their heads. I jolt up realizing I have to be at the club for my performance to Shawn late at night and I don't really want any of them to know.

"Oh no. Please don't stay. I have plans." I say hoping they would fall for the trick but they refuse Tom continues to insist that they stay and they are. It's always about what they want not me. 

"So, it's settled we are staying at the house for tonight with you Y/n," Tom says as I try to conceal my disappointment. When we arrive at the house I run up the stairs lock my bedroom door. I change into my clothes for the show tonight I think Ms.Reyes said it was French themed so I wear a short red romper, and put a black coat over it so Harrison and my brothers don't notice.