PROMPT ▻ unnecessary
WORD COUNT ▻ 1090
(yall I couldn't come up with a name so
you guys can make up your own lol)
REQUESTED BY ▻ -thomashollands

" I actually cannot believe I'm related to you guys "

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You absolutely knew that you were going to come out of the theatre as an emotional mess. But, you wanted to be there to support your older brother, who happened to be the one and only Spider-Man. All your brothers were there too; Harry, Sam, and even Paddy. Being the younger sister meant that they knew which characters you loved with all your heart, so they made sure they all brought a pack of tissues along, more for you but some for them, too. However, you were only a mere three years younger than Tom, which meant you were still eighteen.

"Are we there yet?" You asked, staring out of the window. You had to admit it though, it was a perfect day for the premiere of Infinity War. Tom and Harry were sat across from you, Sam and Paddy sitting next to you. Tom shrugged, looking at Harry, who seemed to be falling asleep.

You all watched as Tom suddenly hit Harry's arm, waking him up and not to mention scaring him half to death. "That is so not funny."

Both you and Paddy were almost on the floor laughing, clearly showing the rest of the boys how much of a kid you were at heart. Your laughter quickly ceased when you all realized that the car started to slow down, revealing that you all had arrived at the premiere. You took a deep breath, only being on a red carpet at Tom's older and smaller movies. Now, he was a major character in multiple major movies. You had no idea what to do or how to act. To say you were nervous was the understatement of the year.

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As soon as you had stepped out of the car, you felt as if your photo was being taken constantly. You had definitely stepped out of your comfort zone when your brothers convinced you to go solo on the carpet, getting your photo taken a few times here and there.

There was only a half hour left until the movie started and you were starving. Your seats were all reserved already, and you all were really just waiting for Tom to finish up his short interviews.

"I'm going to go find the snack table quick," you informed your mom and brothers, offering to bring Paddy to get something, too. "We'll be back soon."

While squeezing through the crowd, you made sure Paddy's hand was still connected with yours. On the short way there, you both had started cracking jokes, which almost made the two of you fall to the floor again. You kept Paddy in eyesight as you reached the table, you being grateful when you saw your favourite food. You had taken a plateful, hoping that maybe you could smuggle it into the theatre.

"I tried that already, they wouldn't even let me leave the table with a single piece," A boy/girl said, fairly good looking too, in your opinion. He/she smiled at you, seeing your confused face. They gestured to your stashed plate of food. "of food, you know."

You swallowed the piece of food that was still in your mouth, wanting to be polite. Looking over to Paddy, you noticed he was still within eyesight and raising his eyebrows at you. You rolled your eyes, going back to the person infront of you.

"That's a shame, I was planning to cry in the movie with some food," you laughed, sticking your hand out for him/her to shake. "I'm y/n Holland."

"Ah, a Holland! I'm (their name)" They gladly shook your hand, a small glimmer of interest in their eyes. You could already practically feel the blush rush to your cheeks, feeling as if they were staring into your soul.

"I'm so sorry I kind of dazed out for a second. So, what brought you out here?" You asked, genuinely interested in the guy/girl and tried out your take on flirting. You had practiced pick-up lines in the mirror thousands of times, so it couldn't be that hard, right?

You looked back for Paddy, seeing Harry, Sam, and Tom all with him. You smiled, returning your attention to (their name) in front of you. Listening about his job as a journalist, your smile quickly faded. Your eyebrows furrowed together as you realized that all your brothers were behind you.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry I have to go, my brothers will kill me!" You explained, picking up your plate of food and trying to escape the food booth.

"Can I at least get your number?" He/she asked, giving you an empathetic, yet beautiful look.

You winked at (their name), being circled by your siblings. At least you managed to sneak that plate of food out because no one could see it. "Find me on social media first, then we'll talk."

"Or maybe you won't!" Paddy shouted at them, earning the simple nod of the other three of your brothers.

Once they had you out of sight of him/her, they all started to interrogate you. At times like these, you desperately wished your parents were there to help you from the possible wrath you were about to face from your protective siblings. Unfortunately, your parents were way back on the carpet and your mom was taking photos of the scenery around the premiere site.

"Who was that guy?" Sam asked, looking a little bit disappointed, just like Harry was. You had hardly gotten a chance to reply before the rest of the boys started bombarding you with questions, too.

"Listen, I know you hate it when we do this, but we love you and just want the best for you," Tom explained, taking a bit of food from your illegal plate. "and-- this food is really good!"

You smiled, somewhat touched by Tom's words. Though, you couldn't help but be a tiny bit mad at them. That guy/girl was actually really cute. You just honestly hoped you would see them again. "I actually cannot believe I'm related to you guys, but I love you all."

They all nodded, agreeing with your statement, loving you too. You're all Hollands, meaning you all could get a little crazy sometimes; even over your great choice and taste in good food.

you have a message from @(their name)!

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I'm not sure how I feel about this one, I like some parts and I dislike some parts.. idk man.

but, nonetheless, I love the idea of this chapter so much! Should I write more about the brothers?

-meg xx