Song for this chapter:
Hollywood forever - FINNEAS
"Cuz you're the only one I like at 2AM"
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The sun cast shadows through anything in its way, printing golden outlines on the sand. As Tom walked down along the wooden path in front of me, I couldn't help but smile. Although it had barely been anytime since I moved to England and in with Harrison and Tom and we'd already managed to escape to the beach for the weekend. It was quite different for me, I never really did anything back in America. Mainly because my parents thought that whilst I was staying in their house I was their property. Meaning no friends on the weekdays, no going anywhere without an adult present, no parties, no nothing. And now I'm staying at a cottage on the coast of England with the people I just met and not to mention am staying in the same bed as. If my parents saw me now they would probably shit themselves.
I quickly sit down on the end of the wooden walkway to take off my shoes.
"What are you doing?" Tom asks when he hears the thump of me sitting down.
"Teaching elephants to fly? What does it look like? I laugh back sarcastically.
"Very funny" He says nodding his head and bending down to take off his shoes as well. Once we finish we both stand up and huff.
"Race you to the boys" I chuckle, quickly sprinting past him and laughing.
"That's not fair! You got a head start" he says chasing after me. As soon as I reach the flat sand I break out into a sprint, when I feel something grab me from behind and pull me backwards.
"Got ya" Tom laughs, spinning us around in circles. He places me back down onto the ground softly and stands in front of me pleased.
"You stopped me, I was winning!" I pout, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Sore loser" he chuckles.
"Asshole" I say turning and stomping away.
"Excuse me!" He says laughing. His arms wrap around me again, this time throwing me over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" I shout.
"We don't talk to our elders that way." He says walking over to the boys with me still on his shoulder.
"You're rude." I mumble under my breath.
"Thank you, I try." He replies softly, a little smile breaking out on my cheeks.
"Hey love birds! Why don't we come a little quicker?" Harry yells.
"Chill out, chill out!" Tom yells back. Keeping his arms firmly around the backs of my knees, he quickly shuffles his way over to the boys before placing me back down to the ground. I pull the edge of my shirt down and give out a little huff, making Tom chuckle a little.
"So what are we even doing?" Sam asks, breaking up the two conversations the group was having.
"Well, I wanted to get some footage, some photos of some things. I don't know really. Feel free to do what ever, just know that I might get a photo of you doing it." Harry replied
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Roommates | Tom Holland
Fanfiction"You're Tom Holland." I say looking at him up and down. "and Harrison Osterfield." I say in shock, both of them laugh. "Did this just click in your head?" Harrison laughs.
