2blunts

romllis

brunette behind the curtain

don’t look at me like that.

how bad do you want it?

my eyes only

hollis x reader x rommulas

7 minutes in heaven, 3 hours in hell.

slut sharing

greedy.

rommulas x reader

whiny boy.

don’t tease me.

hollis x reader

chemistry as a metaphor.

practice papers

practice papers part 2

practice papers part 3

I literally love you and your mind sm

practice papers ㅤꨄ︎ part 4

tutor!hollis x student!reader

go read part 3 first

a/n: i’m scrapping ts its soooo boring but if people deaduzz want me to carry on then okay i will 😒 now i mean it when i say i’m gonna be inactive , i just keep feeling too bad for leaving u guys in a cliff hanger but this should be a good enough endpoint for now , i really wanna do something w chemistry as a metaphor but idkkk anyway i hope u enjoy this one i hate this lol <2

wc: 3.4k

it’s around 9pm at this point. you eventually fell asleep in the car, hollis knew it. earlier he glanced at your phone while you were unlocking it & he saw your password. 2222. he kept replaying it in his head, not like he was gonna snoop through a teenagers phone, but the number just stuck with him.

hollis parks in his driveway, pulling the handbrake firmly but he stays sat for a moment, his gaze stuck on you. you’re in a deep sleep, mouth slightly parted open, slouched into the seat, your head resting on the window. hollis sighs & steps out of the car, closing the door gently, trying not to wake you. he walks around the car and gets to your side. he furrows his eyebrows, you look so relaxed. he reaches over you & unbuckles your seatbelt, dragging it off you slowly. he pulls you by your arm to make it easier to fully grab onto you. he slides you off the seat and into his arms, holding you bridal style. he grabs your handbag from the floor of the car and throws it over his shoulder, kicking the car door shut. he fumbles in his pockets for his keys, while holding you with one arm, then he locks the car & walks up to his house. you’re completely unconscious in his grasp. your body stays asleep, staying vulnerable in hollis’ huge arms. he unlocks the front door & pushes his way through, hanging your handbag up on the hook next to his keys.

he’s still holding you like you weigh nothing, carrying you over to his living room, setting you down as gently as possible onto the couch. he strokes your hair a few times before you squeeze your eyes shut and stretch, he woke you up.

‘aw baby, did i wake you?’ hollis sits on the edge of the couch next to you, still stroking your hair gently.

you moan and sit up. ‘i don’t think so.’ you mumble, looking around the room. ‘hollis?’

‘yeah, i’m hollis.’ he smiles. your eyes flutter & your bring a hand up to his face, he leans into your touch. ‘yeah..’ you whisper. you both stay there for a moment, before your phone starts buzzing, it’s your best friend. you phone is still in your bag, but you can hear it from down the hallway since it won’t stop going off.

‘do you think that’s your mom?’ hollis gets up and walks over to your bag, grabbing your phone out & bringing it back to you. ‘my angel?’ he reads out.

‘oh fuck.’ you reply in a hurry, sitting up fully & snatching your phone from hollis’ hand. ‘is everything okay?’ hollis sits next to you, the couch cushions sinking beneath his weight, making you slide down a bit closer to him. he looks over subtly to see what’s going on.

- ☏

myangel: where the fuck are you?

myangel: are you okay?

myangel: do u need me to come get u

myangel: fucking answer me rn

myangel: bro wtf you’re like 40 mins from home ???

you: it’s okay i’m okay please don’t panic

- ☏

‘what the fuck do i say??’ you look at hollis, he’s staring blankly at your phone.

‘how does she know you’re somewhere else?’

‘i have my location on for her.’

‘oh fuck, can you turn it off?’ hollis says in a panic.

‘well yeah i can but that’ll make it look a lot more suspicious.’

‘tell her you’re at like your other friends house or something.’

‘no i can’t, she knows i’m not close with any other of my friends.’

‘well i don’t know, say you’re at a relatives place.’

‘okay.’

- ☏

myangel: well where r u tho??

you: i’m at my aunties house :)

myangel: u neva told me abt this auntie

you: never had a reason to bring her up lol

myangel: ya good point , i almost got a heart attack cuz of u

you: i’ll make sure ill let u know next time

myangel: appreciate it , goodnight mami

you: goodnight !!

- ☏

you place your phone face down into your lap and glance over at hollis, he was already looking at you. he has his arm resting on the back on the couch, pretty much around you if he shifts a slight bit. ‘do you think she believes you?’ hollis swallows.

‘definitely not, she just doesn’t want to argue.’

‘i figured..’ hollis shuffles, his arm falls down to your side, rubbing your shoulder. ‘you like any kinda films?’

‘i don’t really watch many.’

‘maybe i can find one for us? or we can go to sleep, that would be a better idea huh?’ hollis tilts his head & coos, he rubs his thumb across your cheek.

‘i’m not tired.’

‘i’m so sure. so you were just resting your eyes in the car earlier?’

‘yeah. well, you weren’t talking to me so what else was there to do?’

‘i was trying.. then you closed your eyes for a second and you were gone.’ hollis laughs.

‘well.. i still don’t wanna go to sleep soon though.’

‘we will have to go to sleep at some point, you know that right? i’ve got tutoring to do tomorrow.’

jealousy runs through you again.

‘oh yeah, right.’ you reply coldly.

‘what’s wrong?’

‘what? no, nothing.’

hollis takes his arm off you and turns his body so he’s facing you completely.

‘what did i do?’

‘how many other people do you bring round?’

‘what? you’re the only one.’

‘can you promise me that hollis.’

‘i promise you baby, look at my messages. i only have your number saved, the rest are my friends & family. no one else, i swear. that’s why i tell you not to tell anybody.’

‘why did you choose me then?’

‘well, maybe because i want to help you, y/n. i wanna help you pass chemistry.’ hollis giggles playfully, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you into a tight hug. ‘you’ve got nothing to worry about, you’re the only one.

you melt into him, you’re laying in his arms completely. he lays back and lets you rest your head on his chest. he runs his fingers through your hair while holding you tight, not letting you go anywhere.

‘what is this, hollis?’ you look up at him.

‘don’t worry about it for now. what time do you have to be at school for?’

‘8am.’

‘perfect. we’ll leave at 7:30?’

‘that’s fine..’ you mutter, a bit embarrassed that hollis just brushed your question away.

‘look, y/n, if i had an answer, i’d give you one. but i don’t know.’

‘why?’

‘you think too much baby, calm down a little.’ hollis soothes you by massaging your shoulders. he pushes you forwards a bit so you’re sat up, his touch grazes down your back & comes back up to your shoulders. ‘have you ever smoked before?’

your eyes shoot open. ‘no, and i don’t want to.’

‘okay. that’s okay. i was just asking, don’t panic. how about we put a film on, you seem really on edge.’

‘sure.’

‘did something bad happen at school or something?’

‘no, nothing happened. i’m just tired holli, put something on.’ you words come out easier & softer. you’re starting to get loopy from fatigue.

hollis smiles. ‘holli?’

‘yeah, can i call you that?’

‘call me any name under the sun baby, anything works for me.’ hollis reaches over to the coffee table and grabs the tv remote. he turns the huge black rectangle on & scrolls down to netflix.

‘you got any genre preferences?’

‘just put anything on.’

‘on it. you into horror at all?’

‘hollis, i don’t watch things. how many more times do i need to say it?’

‘right, right. sorry. i’ll find something.’

you’re still resting on his chest, hearing his heart beat speed up a tiny bit every time you say something, and the way his chest vibrates when he talks.

‘the social dilema, this looks interesting. you kids are always glued to your phones so hopefully this’ll make a good impact on you.’ he giggles.

‘for sure. yeah let’s watch that.’

‘great, you’re easy to convince.’

‘i’m not easy.’

‘i didn’t say you’re easy, i said you’re easy to convince.’

‘literally the same thing.’

‘you’re such a contrarian.’

‘whatever that is.’

‘you disagree with me just for the sake of it. if i would say the sky is blue, you’d probably disagree with that too.’

‘no i wouldn’t.’

‘point proven.’

‘that didn’t count!’ you plead.

‘haha, you don’t think?’

your eyes flutter shut and you let your body go limp, bringing your arms to hollis’s side. he wraps his arms around you too, holding you in place. he’s watching the film, but he’s almost 100% certain you’re not without even looking down at you.

- ㅤꨄ︎

you continued laying on him for a good half an hour or so, hollis was really locked in on the film. he hears your breath hitch so he assumes you’re waking up again. ‘weren’t sleepy huh?’ he teases.

‘mm-mm.’ you shake your head.

‘i’m gonna be so honest with you right now, i don’t really wanna sleep on here all night. can we go upstairs?’

‘mhm.’

‘do i need to carry you again?’

‘mhm.’

‘great.’

hollis cradles you & stands up swiftly. he turns the tv off and grabs your phone from the table, slipping it into his pocket. he turns the living room light off and he walks up the stairs. he dramatically hops up the stairs, making you bounce in his grasp. ‘holl- stop..’ you whine, digging your nails into his shoulders in an attempt to keep yourself stable, it doesn’t really work.

‘nearly upstairs, don’t you worry.’ hollis jumps up the final step and pretends to drop you, a shriek leaving your mouth. ‘don’t do that again.’

‘no promises.’

hollis walks down the hallway, it feels like it goes on forever. finally at the end of it, there’s a door which is cracked open, his bedroom. hollis sets you down at the doorway and he lets you walk in by yourself. his room is decently sized, a king sized bed placed in the middle of it, a pc set up on one side and a closet on the other, one of the doors is slightly open. he has a full wall plastered in posters from random bands & artists which you don’t really recognise, but they look cool. ‘your rooms cool, it’s like a teenagers room.’

‘well.. i’m only 22. not like i’ve been an adult for ages.’

‘yeah but like, i thought you would’ve left all that stuff at your parents house, no?’

‘i moved out when i was 16, this is my 16 year old room. the only thing that changed was my age, this is all still me.’

‘aww that’s really cute.’ you walk around his room, grazing your fingers across his desk, tapping a few keys on his keyboard which turns his monitor on. ‘oh shit, sorry.’

‘don’t worry about it, just press the button on the bottom of the screen.’

‘which one?’ you look under the monitor & you’re met with a couple buttons, you don’t know which one to press so you don’t press any. ‘this one.’ hollis grabs your finger and guides it to the right button, pressing it for you using your hand. ‘great job.’

you get flustered and then walk over to his poster wall. ‘whose this?’

‘ecco2k.’

‘and whose this?’

‘bladee.’

‘and this one?’

‘are you really just gonna stand there and point to every single poster & make me give you a name for each one?’

‘well yeah, that was the plan if that’s fine with you.’

‘fuck off. you sleeping in that?’

you look down at yourself. ‘in my uniform?’

‘yeah. are you?’

‘well, i don’t have any other clothes? so yeah.’

‘i can pass you some.’

‘if you wouldn’t mind.’

‘sure thing. black or white?’

‘white please.’

‘i don’t know why i asked i only have black, so black it is.’ he tosses a plain shirt at you. ‘right so uh, i don’t really have any bottoms that would necessarily fit you, you could maybe try these on?’ he throws some plaid pyjama pants at you too. ‘bathrooms the first door on the left when you walk out.’

‘thank you.’ you walk out of the room and into the bathroom. you turn the light on and woah, its beautiful. the shower is huge and he has 2 sinks. who needs 2 sinks in one bathroom? you unclip your tie and unbutton your shirt, placing it on the counter in front of you. you keep your bra on because you don’t wanna give hollis any wrong intentions, even though it’s gonna be super uncomfortable to sleep in. you toss the shirt on and it’s huge, pretty much running down to your knees. you unroll your skirt and take that off too, followed by your long socks. you put the pyjama trousers on and you instantly feel they’re huge. you tighten the drawstring as much as you can and it still fits loosely, but at least it somewhat sits on your hips now. the shirt covers it anyway, only the lace of your underwear is on show.

you make your way back into hollis’ room and he’s already laying in bed. he sits up and his gaze drops down to your body, the way you look dramatically smaller in his clothes sends something through him. ‘you look good.’ he clears his throat.

‘i look ridiculous.’

‘it’s only me seeing you anyway, cmere.’ hollis pats the space next to him & you walk over, sliding into bed next to him, but leaving a decent gap. ‘i’m sleeping here?’

‘well, yeah? unless you wanna sleep on the couch.’

‘the couch is actually comfy, i don’t mind.’ you reply sarcastically, hollis doesn’t quite catch it though.

‘okay, you go sleep down there, in the dark, all alone.’

‘i’m not scared of the dark.’

‘i didn’t think you were, but do you really wanna sleep down there? it gets cold in the night, i don’t keep the heating on.’

‘i was joking, hol.’

‘ah, i figured but i wasn’t too sure. you’re really sarcastic huh?’

‘yeah, i don’t like be straight forward.’

‘it shows.’

you roll your eyes. ‘what subjects are you teaching tomorrow?’

‘my first session is at 11am, which is maths, then i’ve got physics at 1pm, then maths again at 2pm, then english at 4pm, and then statistics at 6pm.’

‘sounds like a really boring day.’

‘nope, i like teaching so it’s fine.’

‘i guess, so does that mean you’re not getting me after school tomorrow?’

‘i’m sorry baby, i can’t’

‘what about thursday?’

‘same timetable.’

‘friday? i’m seeing you then.’

‘my last session is at 6pm, right after yours.’

‘that could work?’

‘we’ll see, no promises yet. cmere, you’re so far.’ hollis grabs you and pulls you closer to him, pressing you against his warm chest. he took his top off earlier, so he’s left in the same pyjama pants he gave you. he holds you against his flushed body and he ruffles your hair, your head is placed on his shoulder, resting in between his neck.

you feel really comfortable in his arms, but you start overthinking like you usually do. why does he not know what he wants? is he lying to you? does he actually see other students? why does he keep acting like this with you? why can’t he keep his hands off you? your mind spirals, but you feel hollis’ breath hitch. he’s fell asleep while cradling you. you realise how at peace he is, and you wish you could be like that too. hollis suggested smoking, maybe it’s a habit you’re gonna need to pick up, to finally make your mind somewhat quiet. you hate that you’re falling for hollis, when he doesn’t even know what he wants. it’s so wrong, but you want it to be right. you want hollis. you want this to happen, but you’re not patient. you won’t be able to see hollis until friday now, and even then, that’ll be for learning about chemistry. you slow blink a few times & match your breathing to hollis’, before passing out in his arms yourself.

- ㅤꨄ︎

the night ended too quickly. you wake up in the middle of the bed, hollis still holding you the same way he was 7 hours ago. he’s gotten all sweaty and you feel his morning visitor poking your leg. you shuffle a tiny bit but his limp arms are way too heavy. like, ridiculously heavy. you stay put for a little longer until you glance at the time. 7:52am. fuck.

‘hollis! wake up!’ you finally get out of his grasp and shake him awake. ‘mmm..’ hollis moans & stretches.

‘hollis i said wake up! if i’m late to school my mom will kill me! hollis please!’ you plead.

‘huh?’ hollis whines, rubbing his eyes while cupping your face.

‘it’s nearly 8am! hollis please!’

‘holy fuck. shit i’m so sorry.’ hollis jolts up, his hair messy & his pyjama trousers hanging low, bulge prominent. you can’t help but stare. he grabs a tank top off from the floor and throws it over himself. ‘you gotta get dressed, fuck i shoulda set an alarm.’

‘i’ll text my mom, i’ll just say i woke up late hopefully she understands..’ your hands shake as you pick your phone up, frantically trying to open your messages and click onto your moms chats.

- ☏

mama: good morning doll, i want you home today please

mama: still not awake? 🤔

you: good morning mama i’m so sorry we overslept! we forgot to set our alarms and we went to bed kinda late .. 😬

mama: y/n!! so you’re going to be late??

you: yeah, i’m so sorry mommy !

mama: it’s okay, you know how your best friend is when she’s late! you’ll never hear the end of it

you: yeah mama, she’s already going off at me. i’ll text you when i’m at school, i love you

mama: i love you, have a great day

- ☏

you jog into the bathroom, your clothes still where you left them. you strip & put your dirty school clothes back on. your shirt is all creased & you just look a mess.

‘y/n, you coming down?’ hollis yells from the bottom of the stairs. ‘yeah, i’m coming now.’ you brush your hair hurriedly with your fingers, barley getting any tangles out but you manage to somewhat flatten it down. you toss hollis’ clothes onto his bed and sprint downstairs. 8:02am.

‘i’m so sorry, i should’ve set a fucking alarm i don’t know why i didn’t.’ hollis jogs around frantically, passing you your bag before heading into the kitchen, grabbing some kind of chocolate protein bar from a drawer. ‘have this.’

‘thank you.’ you take the bar & you can’t help but look down at his bulge again, how is he not doing anything about it? not even tucking it into his waistband. ‘right, cmon.’

hollis grabs his car keys from the hook & grabs your hand, you both run into the car together. hollis waists no time & starts driving before you can even close the door or put your seatbelt on. he sure does love speeding.

‘again, i’m real fucking sorry. i’ll make it up to you. is your mom pissed?’

‘she’s actually not that mad, i thought she would’ve been.

‘good job she’s not then huh? would’ve been real awkward when you got home.’

‘sure thing.’

‘what lessons you got today?’

‘physics, english, business, computing.’

‘computing? you any good?’

‘not at all, me and my best friend just watch youtube all lesson.’

‘seems like you learn a lot at school.’ hollis teases.

‘you know it.’

- ㅤꨄ︎

a 40 minute drive turned into 20. you made it to school at 8:26.

‘have a good day at school y/n. i’ll text you, and see you on friday.’

‘bye hollis.’ you close the car door & walk into school. hollis doesn’t drive off immediately, you could feel his gaze on you. you turn to see if he’s driven off yet, nope. he smiles at you and you smile back. you finally walk into school and you hear his tires screech.

well i love YOU so bad

practice papers ꨄ︎ part 3

tutor!hollis x student!reader

go read part 2 first

a/n: so the ‘y/n’ in the story is a teenager obviously, and i don’t wanna put an exact age in because idk how old my readers are or what range they’re in. also when i write i imagine myself as the character, so if you’re not ‘lean’ or ‘5 years younger’ just insert whatever you are 😅 anyway im gonna probably be inactive for a good while. i hope you enjoy this one <2

wc: 4.2k

you walk out of school and start looking around for hollis’ black mercedes. he’s parked on the side of the road, not too far from school but far enough so no one will see you. you smile and speed walk over to him, getting into the passengers seat. hollis glances around, making sure no one saw you. ‘don’t worry hollis, no one’s here.’

‘just making sure. how was school?’ hollis starts driving, slower than this morning.

‘it was boring, like always.’ you reply, texting your mom letting her know you’re going to your ‘best friends’ house.

‘whose that?’ hollis looks over but he adjusts his eyes back onto the road quickly.

‘just my mom, i’m letting her know i won’t be home until later.’

‘what are you telling her?’

‘that i’m going to my best friends house.’

‘that’s a good girl.’ hollis takes a hand off the wheel and strokes your head like you’re a dog. you lean into his hand but he leaves you touch deprived as he takes his hand off you.

‘school can’t have been that boring, cmon. tell me something.’

‘i’m serious! nothing interesting happened.’

‘well..’ hollis pauses for a moment, finding something to say. ‘what lessons did you have then?’

‘maths, english, pe, biology.’

‘oh yeah? what did you learn in biology?’

‘we were learning about the eyes, did you know the pupil in your eye is actually a hole?’

‘woah, i didn’t know that actually, you could be my tutor huh?’ hollis teases, he did know that, but you seemed too enthusiastic for him to just say ‘yeah i knew that.’

‘i thought it was really cool, but it’s kinda weird too.’

‘super weird.’ hollis drags his words out. ‘so what do you wanna learn today, hm?’

‘uhh, could we just do a past paper? you said they help you and i have an exam coming up anyway so maybe that could help me.’

‘sure thing, are you hungry?’

‘sort of, why?’

‘you tryna go out somewhere to eat?’

‘with my tutor..?’ you hesitate.

‘y/n, i said think of me as a friend. do you wanna go eat somewhere?’

you turn to look at him, his gaze is fixed on the road. you don’t answer yet but you take a good look at him. his hand rests loosely on the wheel. he has messy bleached hair which falls down & covers his eyes often, but he never fixes it, just lets it sit, covering his view. his jaw is sharp, his cheekbones are defined. at one point, he glances over. eyes meeting yours. you didn’t realise how long you were staring for. then he looks back at the road like nothing happened. ‘so..?’ fuck he’s hot. really fucking hot. and he’s smart. your mom always told you to go for older boys since they have the knowledge, but he’s your tutor. your mom pays him to teach you, this can’t mean anything. he’s bring you over to his place to learn, that’s all. right?

you snap out of your daze, finally. you choose to take the opportunity since he’s really handsome, plus you’ve never been on a proper date before, none of the boys at school really batter an eye at you. ‘sure. where to?’

‘mmm, there’s this really good place like 15 minutes away from here, it’s called folium.’

your eyes widen. ‘folium? like the michelin star restaurant?’

‘..yeah?’ hollis replies confusedly.

‘like the super fucking expensive one?’

‘yeah, what would you rather mcdonald’s? that’s fine.’

‘what, no no. i just don’t have any money.’

‘are you fucking insane?’ hollis looks over at you. ‘i’m paying, how’s a teenager in high school gonna pay for a dinner where the cheapest item is 90 dollars?’ hollis laughs. it’s sort of unsettling, he sounded angry but in a sarcastic way.

you just melt into the seat.

‘oh baby, i didn’t mean to raise my voice, c’mere.’ he stretches his arm out and rubs your shoulder. ‘i’ll stop getting so loud, i didn’t know you were so sensitive.’

‘i’m not sensitive.’ you reply sternly.

‘i’m so sure.’

‘i’m not, i just don’t like when people shout.’

‘mami you know i was joking, but i wont do it again.’ you flinch.

‘mami?’

‘yeah? you don’t like that?’

‘no i do, but it’s just that my best friend always calls me that, no one else ever calls me that. also im like 5 years younger than you.’

‘so? i’m not calling you mommy, i’m calling you mami.’

‘is that not the same thing?’

‘na, it’s not.’

‘i’ll keep that in mind.’

‘what kinda food you like? most you kids these days are picky as fuck.’

a wave of jealousy comes over you. most you kids? he takes other students out to eat? you think of something strategic to say.

‘what do you mean most kids?’

‘like my brother is around your age, he’s picky as fuck, all he eats is pizza and instant noodles.’

you giggle. it didn’t really answer your question but you’ll find out at some point. ‘i’m not picky, at least i don’t think so.’

‘you’re pretty lean, seems like you eat vegetables. pretty rare for anyone to eat anything unprocessed.’

‘yeah i love vegetables, i have a salad at least once a week.’

‘yeah? you gonna order one today?’

‘well i need to see what they have first, i don’t wanna rip a hole in your pocket.’

‘y/n, don’t stress. you could order the whole menu & it wouldn’t make my pocket an ounce lighter.’

you smile to yourself. ‘there’s no way you make enough money as a tutor to eat regularly at an expensive ass restaurant.’

‘who said i’m just a tutor?’

‘well i just assumed..’

‘nice assumption, but you’re wrong, doll.’

a couple more minutes pass, you’re in silence. you’re usually awkward but hollis is somehow comforting. you always know what to say, he always knows what to reply with. you start having thoughts about hollis, like you want to have a relationship with him, something real. he already calls you names that make butterflies flutter in your stomach & fireworks explode in your heart, but you overthink. what if he’s just being friendly? he’s invited you out, to a super expensive restaurant. you hate how you spiral. hopefully after today, a nice meal, hopefully a good study session, you’ll be able to talk to him. you’ve never told anyone about your overthinking, not even your best friend. you thought it was normal to overthink a bunch, but you realised how laid back your best friend was. her mentality is always ‘so what?’ thats it. she doesn’t think anymore than that. you always try to be like that, but you just can’t.

‘we’re here. seems busy, when’s your curfew?’

‘whenever, it’s only 5pm anyway, we have time.’

‘great, didn’t know if your mom was strict or anything.’

‘she isn’t when it comes to my best friend, i told her i’m at her place.’

‘gotcha. anyway let’s go in.’

hollis pulls the handbrake and steps out of the car, he jogs to your side & opens your door, passing you his hand and helping you step out. ‘thank you hollis.’

‘anything for a pretty girl like you.’

you both start walking to the entrance, pretty string lights are hung up above the windows & gutters, it’s slightly dark so it looks much nicer. hollis holds the door open for an elderly couple coming out of the restaurant, not only is he a sweetheart for you, but for everyone. ‘wasn’t he just an angel!’ the lady whispers to her husband. you walk into the restaurant and soothing jazz music was playing. a receptionist was standing behind a desk, smile growing as he notices hollis.

‘mr herndon! it’s been a while since i’ve last seen you, how have you been holding up?’

‘i’ve been okay travis, just haven’t had time to come for a meal, yknow?’

‘i know how busy you get, i see you’ve got an acquaintance with you today. is this your significant other?’

you blush.

‘haha, no travis. she’s just a friend of mine. can we get my usual spot?’

‘of course. you know where to go.’

‘thank you.’ you both reply.

you clear your throat. ‘do you always come here alone?’

‘yeah. i used to come here with my dad but he’s back in la, he’s been busy as fuck. other than that, i’ve never brought anyone here before.’

‘i’m honoured i’m the first.’ you grin.

hollis looks down at you. ‘i didn’t realise you’re still in your school uniform, how did travis think you were my girlfriend?’ he leans down and takes your tie off, undoing the top 2 buttons and ruffling your shirt, making it look a tiny bit more casual & not like a typical school girl. ‘that’s better. pull your skirt down a bit.’

‘what’s wrong with my skirt?’

‘just look at it..’

your skirt is kinda short, all it takes is one blow of wind & everything is on show. you unroll it a few times, until it hits just above your knees. ‘i look ridiculous.’

‘you look less like a slut now.’

hollis pulls the chair out for you and tucks it in for you. you’re a bit stunned by his words, but he has a point. everyone probably thinks that, but hollis has the heart to tell you to your face.

‘here.’ hollis passes you a menu. gold lines engrave the edges, the paper alone feels like it’s costs 50 dollars. your mouth parts, just taking in how fancy the whole place is. the table is placed upstairs, right by a window overlooking the city & a busy road. warm amber lights flood the dark atmosphere, it’s so beautiful. a pretty chandelier is placed in the middle of the dining room, candles lit on top of it. ‘how do they light the candles all the way up there?’ you point up.

‘you know travis? he’s actually super tall, like 9ft tall. every time no one’s up here, he runs up and lights them quickly with matches, then he runs back to the reception.’ hollis jokes.

‘well thats just a lie.’

‘when we leave i’ll ask him to stand up and you’ll see.’

‘okay! i know you’re lying anyway..’

hollis laughs. ‘anyway, what are you getting?’

‘i haven’t really looked properly, can you recommend me something?’

‘are you allergic to anything?’

‘nope.’

‘the shrimp alfredo is my favourite. i’m not in the mood for it tonight though, i’d give that a try if i were you.’

you glance over at the shrimp alfredo on your menu. 92 fucking dollars. for spaghetti with white sauce & shrimp. your eyes sharpened. the description made it sound lovely.

tender shrimp sautéed in garlic and butter, tossed with perfectly cooked pasta and coated in a rich, velvety alfredo sauce made with cream and parmesan. finished with a touch of black pepper and fresh herbs for a smooth, indulgent bite in every forkful.

‘yeah. it sounds nice. what are you getting?’

‘mm, i really want the lamb shoulder tonight. it’ll fuel me up for our physics later.’

‘haha, yeah. sounds good.’

‘do you drink?’

‘what? like- alcohol?’

‘yeah, do you?’

‘well, not necessarily. last time i did with my best friend it didn’t end well.’

‘that’s okay, i was only wondering pretty. what do you want to drink?’

‘the berry infusion caught my eye, that please.’

‘good choice.’

hollis looks around, trying to catch a waiter but it’s far too busy. he snaps his fingers & all 3 waiters turn their heads. one scurries over with their head held down, as if they’re embarrassed.

‘i’m so sorry for the wait mr herndon. quite a busy day today.’

‘don’t worry about it, rodriguez. could we put our order in?’

‘of course.’ rodriguez pulls his note book out from his back pocket and takes the pen that was placed behind his ear. ‘can i get your drinks first?’

‘yeah, i’ll have the limoncello please, and you?’ hollis looks up from the menu, his eyes meeting yours, you were already looking at him, not sure if he will order for you or not. you straighten up in your seat and turn to the waiter. ‘please may i have the berry infusion?’

‘of course. cranberry or raspberry as the base?’

‘uh, cranberry, please.’

‘brilliant choice. i’ll get those out hurriedly. would you like to order your food now or when i bring the drinks out?’

‘we may aswell save you the trip, we’ll order now. i’ll have the roasted lamb shoulder.’

rodriguez scribbles hollis’ words down hurrdiley. ‘brilliant. and for the young lady?’

‘please may i have the shrimp alfredo pasta please.’ you grin.

‘of course. i’ll see if the chefs can prioritise your meals.’ he winks at hollis and hollis nods. ‘that would be great. thanks so much.’

the waiter nods back at hollis and speed walks downstairs, probably to the bar & then the kitchen.

‘your manners are insane, a real gentleman must have taught you.’

‘haha. yeah, my dad would never let me get away with forgetting to say please or thank you.’

‘ouch. he’s stern then huh?’

‘not really, he just want me to be polite.’

‘gotcha. i’m so sorry but i gotta run to the bathroom, you stay put, alright?’

‘will do. where else would i go?’

‘god knows what that tiny teenage brain of yours is thinking about. i’ll be back.’ hollis rubs your shoulder before walking downstairs. you stare at him for a moment, observing the little things like how straight his posture is, how he fumbles with the side of his belt just to keep his hands occupied. he then falls out of your view when he heads down the stairs. you turn to look out of the window, you’ll never get over the view, it’s so beautiful. the place is around 30 minutes from school, so it’s more like a 45 minute drive from your house. good thing your mom doesn’t have your location. you just continue staring out into the distance, watching each car pass by, wondering where everyone going, and what everyone’s thinking about. you put thoughts to cars, one’s driving home from getting fired, another is bringing a new kitten home, another is driving with a birthday cake in the passengers seat driving to surprise their dad, you get lost in your thoughts. but finally, in a good way. you come to the realisation that thinking about things like this, quietens your head. it’s soothing. your head hasn’t felt quiet in what feels like forever. as soon as you realise your head finally got quiet, your phone vibrates on the table. it’s your mom.

- ☏

mama: hi baby, just checking in. do you know around what time you’ll be coming home?

you: no idea mommy, i’m sorry. i’ll tell you when i know.

mama: you can sleepover if you want, just let me know before 10 so i know if i should stay awake & wait for you or not.

you: i will mama, i’ll text you later.

mama: have fun angel

- ☏

you lay your phone face down on the table. the guilt hurts you, you don’t often lie to your mom. but this is something you don’t have a choice over. going to dinner with someone who is practically your teacher shouldn’t be happening. you see the waiter coming up the stairs with 2 drinks in his hand, a purple one and a pale yellow one.

‘a cranberry infusion for the lady, and the limoncello for the man. has he ran over to the bathroom?’

‘yeah, he’s been a while.’ you giggle nervously.

‘casual hollis, he’s probably chatting away with travis. i’ll remind him he has a pretty young lady sat at his table waiting for him.’

‘thank you, you’re the best.’

‘what can i say.’ he chuckles and quickly walks back down the stairs, hopefully to pick up hollis.

you sit up straight in your chair, as everyone around you has perfect posture, making you feel a tiny bit self conscious. hollis doesn’t match all the other people in here. they’re all wearing suits and pretty dresses. hollis is in a black wife beater and boot cut baggy ripped jeans, and you’re in your school uniform which has been adjusted to make you seem a tiny bit more like you put your outfit together as if you were planning on coming here.

hollis finally comes back from the bathroom & he jogs to your table, already apologising 5 ft away from you.

‘i’m so so sorry. i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.’

he slumps down in his chair and stirs his drink with the straw. ‘i’m so fucking sorry, i’m here now. are you alright?’

‘yeah i’m okay. you were gone for ages.’

‘yeah, fuck i know. i’m sorry. i got caught up with travis. i promise i didn’t forget about you, it’s just been ages since i’ve seen him.’ hollis pleads. you reach your hand out and place it down gently onto hollis’ forearm. ‘it’s okay, stop panicking, you’re fine.’

‘thank you. how about we talk about something in the meantime.’

‘i’d like that. my mom texted, she’s wondering when i’ll be home, she needs to know soon.’

‘fuck, i don’t know. why she gotta know now if you don’t mind me asking?’

‘because she stays awake for me, she gets paranoid when i’m not at home.’

‘oh yeah, god i don’t know when our food will be here, what time is it now?’

‘just turned 6pm.’

‘i really don’t know.’

‘my mom keeps mentioning me sleeping over, since yknow, she thinks i’m at my best friends house. it’s like she doesn’t want me back home’ you laugh.

hollis’ eyes widen. ‘i wouldn’t mind you spending the night at my place. if you want to obviously.’

‘i’d love that, i just didn’t want to straight up ask.’

‘it would be great. imagine all the studying we could do.’ hollis teases sarcastically. every time he mentions studying, it’s like he really means something else underneath it, you just can’t pin point what. ‘i’ll let my mom know now then, i don’t want to keep her waiting.’

‘you do that.’

- ☏

you: hi mama, i know you said it’s alright if i stay over at her place but i just wanted to tell you so i don’t keep you up

mama: sounds good baby, her mom will take you to school right?

you: yes, like always

mama: okay. i’m going to sleep soon, text me when you go to bed too, please don’t stay up ridiculously late.

you: okay, goodnight to you mama

mama: goodnight baby

- ☏

‘she’s fine with me staying over. well, you know what i mean.’

‘great. i’m pretty sure our food will be out soon, so we can head home shortly.’

‘why do you want to leave so fast?’

‘you look tired.’

‘i do?’ your gaze drops.

‘yeah, you’ve looked tired this whole time but right now it seems like you’re struggling to even keep your eyes open.’

‘i promise i’m not meaning to look like that, but i am a bit tired.’

‘no worries, we can get out of here soon.’

‘no no, that’s not necessary, i’m always tired. nothing new.’

‘i insist. we can take the food out to go & eat it at home.’

‘no, please hollis. i’m serious i’m fine. i love the view here. we have all night to study since you’re so eager. i’m not going anywhere.’

hollis blushes & goes a bit shy, you notice him slump down into his seat slightly. ‘you’re right, we do have all night. & the view isn’t going anywhere, it’s quite similar from my place.’

‘it is?’

‘yeah. i live up in the hills, near a main road too.’

‘i’m excited to see this.’

hollis grins. before you know it, rodriguez is coming over to your table with your meals. it smells divine.

‘the pasta for the mrs, and the lamb for the sir.’

‘thank you.’

‘thanks a bunch, rodriguez. do you mind bringing us 2 to go boxes?’

‘already?’ rodriguez looks offended.

‘yeah, we don’t wanna make it a huge hassle for you to keep going back and forth, it’s already super busy as it is.’

‘yeah, more & more people keep coming in, it’s the busiest we’ve been all month. i’ll get those boxes sorted for you. im assuming you’d want the cheque now aswell?’

‘you know it.’ hollis winks.

‘coming right your way.’ rodriguez spins on his heels and heads straight downstairs, completely ignoring the table next to that wanted a refill on their drinks. ‘how rude..’’ the lady mutters.

‘this looks amazing.’

‘doesn’t it just?’ hollis wastes no time and he digs right into his food. you twirl some spaghetti onto your fork and stab a shrimp, bringing the food to your mouth. it sure does taste like it’s 92 dollars, at least it’s worth it. you slurp a few more noodles & notice rodriguez coming back, 2 plastic tubs in his hands with a receipt on top of them. ‘how’s your food, m’lady?’

‘it’s delicious. i definitely will be returning that’s for sure.’

‘hopefully with me.’ hollis lets out a subtle laugh, rodriguez found it funny too.

‘that’s a pleasure to hear, you’re always welcome, even without hollis.’ he nods his head with respect and turns to hollis. ‘just leave the cash on the table, i’ll get travis to get it when you’re out.’

‘will do. have a good night.’

‘goodnight to you both.’

you finish off eating, scraping whatever’s left on your plate into the plastic box and close the lid, hollis does the same. he only has a few potatoes & salad leaves left as he ate the whole lamb shoulder like it was nothing. he had a bit of grease from the meat on his chin. you reached over and wiped it off his face, then bringing it to your mouth, sucking the juices off your finger.

‘oh you’re fucking dirty.’ hollis whispers. he bites his lip, but he keeps his demeanour. ‘we’re going home now, cmon.’ he pulls your chair out and you get up. hollis is clearly sexually frustrated. just that one little move had him adjusting himself, making sure his print wasn’t on show.

he fumbles in his pockets and takes out a stack of cash, secured tightly with a rubber band. he takes the band off and ruffles the money, counting in his head. he gets a rough amount and slaps it onto the small black tray which was awaiting his payment. he throws an extra 50 down as a tip, then he gets closer to you and wraps his arm around you. he’s really warm, it’s comforting. ‘ready to go?’

‘yeah.’ your voice cracks. you clear your throat and hollis looks concerned. ‘is everything okay?’

‘yeah, everything’s fine. i’m just a bit cold that’s all.’

‘cold? my jackets in the car.’

you and hollis walk downstairs, making it back into the front of the restaurant, where travis is still stood. in the exact same spot.

‘you two take care. i hope to see you soon hollis. hopefully the pretty girl tags along too.’ travis winks at you.

‘for sure, we’ll definitely be making a return. good night trav.’

‘see you later.’

his arm is still hanging loosely around you, the height difference is surreal. you’re not even to his shoulders, you barley pass his elbow. he opens the car door for you and step in. he gets his jacket from the back seat and he tosses it to you as he sits down. ‘this should warm you up.’ it was a white zip up hoodie, the zip riding all the way up to the hood. you zip it up about half way. ‘thank you.’ it’s around 8pm at this point and you’re already about to fall asleep. you recline your seat a bit, still enough to be classes as sitting up but more relaxed now. ‘you want me to turn the heated seats on?’

‘obviously!’

‘on it.’ hollis starts turning a few dials and you instantly feel the seat getting warmer underneath you. it’s so relaxing, there’s no way you’re not gonna pass out asleep. ‘how far is your house from here?’ you yawn.

‘around half an hour baby, can you hold on that long?’

‘i’ll try my hardest. talk to me as i don’t fall asleep.’ your eyes flutter shut.

hollis glances over at you. ‘you’re already asleep that’s not fair.’ he teases.

‘no.. i’m not..’ you mumble.

‘i’m so sure.’ hollis stays quiet for the rest of the ride, his eyes flick to you at every chance he gets. every red light, every stop sign, every time someone had to cross the road. the way his huge hoodie hugged you like a blanket, your tiny skirt riding up your thighs, your messed up hair and your knee high socks rolling down. hollis thinks you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever laid his eyes on. but he can’t have you, you’re forbidden. you’re in high school, and he’s practically a teacher. but if it’s wrong, why does it feel so right?

practice papers ㅤꨄ︎ part 2

tutor!hollis x student!reader

go read part 1 first.

monday rolls around. the weekend went fast since you spent both days at your best friends house.

school was boring, nothing to talk about there. you find yourself walking to tutor the same way you did on friday, earphones plugged in, google maps telling you to turn every so often.

- ☏

you: i’m going over the physics test w my tutor today

myangel: yay!!

you: i’m so fucking tired

myangel: it’s only an hour then you’ll be on your way home (:

you: ya ur right, i’ll text u later

myangel: see u !

- ☏

you make it to tutor. the same familiar voice asking you for your name then opening the door for you. this time, you make it to the room by yourself. you push it open a bit before hollis jolts up, as if he was waiting for you.

‘hi y/n!!’ hollis grins, opening the door wide so you can come in.

‘hi.’ you reply without emotion. you sit down and look though your bag frantically, pulling out the physics paper. ‘as promised.’

‘ah! you remembered!’ hollis’ face lights up. he scans the front page of your paper where your grade is plastered on top in red pen. he doesn’t say anything about it. ‘do you mind if i sit next to you? then we can look through it together.’

you shake your head. ‘that’s fine.’

‘great. do you have a pen?’

‘yeah.’ you pull a blue ball point pen out from your pocket and lay it on the table. hollis takes it and scans through the first couple questions.

‘you did really well on these, i’m proud of you.’

you smile but try to keep it hidden. the first question you got wrong pops up. hollis scratches his forehead with the pen and pushes the paper closer to you. ‘you were really close on this one, your wording was just a bit off. next time you need to write gamma is an electromagnetic radiation. can you write that in for me?’ hollis hands you the pen and you nod. you scribble it down, almost 100% sure you spelt both words wrong, hollis doesn’t pay attention. he’s already looking at the next question like the nerd he is.

while he’s talking about some nonsense you don’t understand & you don’t want to understand, you pull your mirror out and start scratching at some newly formed spots on your face. hollis puts the pen down and observes you, you watch him from the corner of your eye.

‘are you listening to me?’

‘huh? yeah i am.’ you clasp your mirror shut and lay it flat on the table. ‘carry on.’

‘that’s pretty.’ hollis picks your mirror up and traces the engraved diamonds that lay around your initial.

‘thank you.’ you watch hollis. his big hands clasping your tiny mirror, you start thinking about what other things those hands could grab. you shake your head. he’s your tutor, lock in.

your gaze raises to his face. his blond hair framing his sharp jawline & it only enhances his cheekbones even more. his glasses hang low, as if they’re too big for his face. he’s really pretty. maybe tutor shouldn’t be something you need to dread, maybe you can get something fun out of this.

‘anyway, sorry for grabbing that without asking. let’s carry on.’ he slides the mirror back to you and looks back over your paper. ‘ah a lot of people mess this one up, let me show you hold on.’ he shuffles his chair closer to you, the sides of his chair practically touching yours. a faint smell of a woody & musky cologne rained off him for a moment. your eyes shut for a second just taking it in. he’s pretty, smart, and he smells delicious. a faint smell of cigarette smoke comes off him too, but it’s barley there, hardly noticeable. ‘see what you’ve written here, i need you to write this instead. can you do that for me?’

you’ve zoned out, staring at the whiteboard filled with quotes from an english extract, probably from hollis’ last student. ‘y/n, you’re not focusing.’

‘yeah i am, sorry. i’m so sorry, say that again?’

‘what will make you focus?’ hollis closes your test and hands it back to you. ‘is it the environment?’

‘what do you mean?’

‘like, does studying in a classroom seem harder for you? do you need to do it in a house setting?’

you raise your eyebrows, what could he be implying?

hollis turns around to make sure the door is tightly shut. he leans in a bit closer to you, pushes his glasses up with a finger and lowers his voice. ‘look, i’m not allowed to do this but i really wanna help you, y/n. if you can’t seem to focus here, i can take you to my place. it’s a lot quieter there & the chairs are certainly comfier too.’ hollis giggles.

your eyes widen, confused by the offer.

‘you don’t have to, i was only wondering-‘

‘no, yeah. that’ll help. i’d like that.’

hollis smiles. ‘great. do you have your phone with you?’

‘yeah it’s here.’ you pass him your phone and unlock it for him. he taps on the phone app, types his number in & presses ring. his own phone rings and & declines the call. ‘i’ll text you the address. will tomorrow work for you?’

‘yeah. after school though obviously right?’

‘yeah haha. we still have half an hour left. do you wanna just chat? do you have anymore weird questions?’

‘not today no. but about your pla-‘

‘shhh. don’t let them hear you.’ hollis covers your mouth kinda roughly. ‘sorry.. but if they hear you say that then i’ll be fired, and i need this job.’ he takes his hand off you and he places it into his lap gently, nodding at you to get you to continue what you were going to say.

‘i’m sorry..’ you whisper. ‘anyway, how far is it from here? i don’t have a car yet so im gonna need to walk..’

‘oh don’t worry, i can pick you up from school. but you can’t tell anyone. like no one at all.’

‘i won’t tell anyone.’

‘you need to promise me y/n.’ hollis pleads.

‘i promise, hollis.’

he brings a hand to your face, he goes to cup your face but realises quickly he shouldn’t do that, so he played it off by tucking your hair behind your ear and pointing out your earrings. ‘they’re pretty.’ he points.

‘huh? oh thank you! my best friend got them for me for my birthday.’

‘yeah they’re nice, i have my ears pierced but i don’t have any earrings to put in them, i lost the only pair i had.’

you nod and look at him with an idea. when you go to his house tomorrow, you’ll bring a pair of diamond earrings with you.

‘do you know what you’re doing in chemistry at all?’

‘titration or something like that. it’s so cool, like you know the pretty pink liquid you have to mix with like the acid or something? it’s so nice.’

‘do you even know what titration is? or do you just know the colours of the solutions.’ hollis laughs, clocking how immature you are.

‘well, i know how to do it, but i don’t know what the names of the chemicals are..’

‘how about we do that then? make it worth our time.’

‘sure.’

hollis jumps up as enthusiastically as he usually does and he wipes the english quotes off the board which your glance was stuck on earlier.

‘right. so. do you have any ideas of what any of the solutions are called? any at all?’

‘uhh, i know the pink one is like.. i don’t know how to say it but it’s like a long and weird word.. but it’s the pink one.’

‘phenolphthalein?’

‘yeah! that.’

‘that’s your indicator. there’s another one you can use, called methyl orange, much easier to remember huh?’

you nod, actually listening this time. hollis notices and he smiles to himself every time he turns to face the board to write something down.

‘do you have even a faint idea of what titration is used for?’

you shake your head. ‘nope.’

‘okay.. we have 5 minutes left so i’ll just tell you. hopefully you’ll remember this for tomorrow. titration is a way to find out the unknown concentration of an acid or alkali.’ he says, his words quieten as he writes them down on the board in a purple pen. ‘got that?’

‘yep.’

‘okay.. what is titration?’

you try to subtly look behind hollis, starting to read what he’s just written on the board but he completely covers it, stretching his arms out to make sure you can’t see a single word. ‘you said you got it! did you lie to me?’ hollis teases.

‘no.. i didn’t lie.. titration is… like.. the concentration of something.. like you don’t know it or something.’

hollis tuts. ‘we’ve got a lot to work on, don’t we y/n?’

‘we sure do.’ you giggle. hollis’ gaze softens, you’re definitely his favourite student, and you’ve only had two sessions. soon it’ll be a lot more.

‘well that’s us done then.’ hollis sets his pen down and walks over to you as you’re gathering your things. sliding your mirror back into your pocket, shoving the test to the bottom of your back & zip it up. hollis grabs your wrist lightly. ‘remember y/n. you can’t tell anyone that you’re coming to my place. you can tell people you have a tutor but nothing about going to their house. got it?’

‘i promise i won’t tell anyone hollis.’

he lets go of you and opens to door for you, fixing his gaze like he didn’t just scare the fuck out of you with how sharp he turned in just a second. you can’t even tell your bestfriend. well. who would she tell? but it’s better to keep it quiet. for now.

‘bye y/n! see you on friday.’ hollis yells, making sure the rest of the staff hear him. you smile and wave back. ‘bye hollis.’

- ㅤꨄ︎

after a long, boring walk, you’ve made it home. your mom greets you & apologises for not making anything for dinner. ‘there’s a pot noodle in the cupboard baby. how was tutor? learn anything new?’

‘yeah, tutor was fine. which cupboard is it in?’ you look through of all them before catching the chicken & mushroom pot noodle on the top shelf. ‘nevermind, i got it. also mommy, can i go to my best friends house tomorrow after school?’ you swallow hard.

‘of course baby, will you be sleeping over?’

‘no, i don’t think so anyway..’

‘why do you sound unsure?’

‘ah.. you know how she is.. she likes her space, yknow?’

‘haha, she sure does.’

guilt floods you. you hate keeping secrets. if this doesn’t kill you, what will? you pour the hot water into your pot noodle and make your way upstairs, dragging your bag behind you while holding the pot noodle in the other, it’s burning your hand so you try make the trip quick. you hiss and shake your hand quickly after placing the pot noodle down on your table.

your phone lights up.

222 has sent you a message.

you tap open the notification and save his contact.

- ☏

hollis: hey y/n, it’s hollis

you: hii !

hollis: i just got home but i wanted to let u know incase i forgot, look out for a black mercedes after school, that’ll be mine.

you: okay, im looking forward to it hollis

hollis: me 2 :)

- ☏

you sit in your dark room, face illuminated by your phone, slurping your noodles. you zone out again. why is hollis inviting you over? you sort of understand why he doesn’t want you to tell anyone, but what if he asks other students to go to his house to study too? the only way to find out is to message him.

- ☏

you: hey holli, i’m sorry to ask but i’m just curious, do u ask many of ur students to come to ur house or am i just special ? 😅😹

hollis: you’re the only one, don’t worry 😉

you: i wasn’t worrying haha ! only wondering 🙃

hollis: well to put your mind at ease, you’re the only one.

- ☏

you lay your uniform out for tomorrow, you decide to wear knee high socks, not tights. risky move? obviously. but the weathers getting warmer anyway, so you have an excuse. your mom comes into your room to make sure you’ve finished eating.

‘i’m going to bed now baby, i’m leaving early for work tomorrow so please make sure you’re up on time.’

‘yes mama, i’ve set all my alarms. goodnight.’

‘goodnight y/n.’

your mom clicks your door shut, you yawn and put your pyjamas on, getting ready to go to sleep. hollis texts you but you can’t be bothered to respond. you turn your phone on dnd and scroll on tiktok until you pass out with your phone in your hand, like every other night. healthy habit? definitely not. are you gonna do anything about it? also definitely not.

- ㅤꨄ︎

tuesday morning. your third alarm rings, somehow you slept through the first two. you tap your screen, turning the alarm off & you’re greeted with a beautiful sight. 20 missed calls from your mom. great. you call her back, still half asleep.

‘baby where were you?? i said you had to be up on time. you need to make your lunch yourself!’ your mom yells from the phone.

‘mmm… i’m awake mama… bye mama..’ you mumble.

you hang up, waking up to your mom screaming at you over the phone is definitely one way to start the day. you check your notifications as you sit up. 3 new messages from hollis. you open them.

- ☏

hollis: i just realised you left your pen, idk why i took it but ill give it back to u tmr

hollis: damn u sleeping already? truly are sleeping beauty aren’t you

today

hollis: good morning y/n, i’ll be waiting for you outside around 5 minutes before school ends, alright? i’ll be by the parking lot.

you: good morning hollis, yes that’s okay, i’ll see u then :) !!

hollis: see u then

- ☏

you’re so desperate to tell your best friend. you’re so excited. but you can’t. when you get to hollis’ place, you’ll try asking if you can at least tell your best friend. she can’t do much with that information anyway, right? you finish putting on your uniform, already 5 minutes late. you don’t even bother packing lunch, you don’t have time. you kick your shoes on, throw your bag over your shoulder & leave the house. plugging your wired earphone in while walking a bit faster that usual.

- ☏

you: i’m running late for school ughhh

hollis: wya? i can drop u

you started sharing your location with hollis.

hollis: omw

- ☏

it only takes hollis around 6 minutes to get to where you are, you continued walking obviously but he got to you pretty quick. ‘hey pretty thing, get in.’

you smile and walk around the front of the car, getting into the passenger seat. ‘woah this car is cool. thank you for getting me, by the way.’

‘anytime beautiful, do you walk to school everyday?’ hollis instantly steps on the gas, pinning you against the seat.

‘yeah.. fuck hollis you can slow down you know..’

‘i can’t have you being late, tuesdays are important.’ hollis teases. he changes his gear and goes even faster, you whine against the seat.

‘holli-‘

‘and we’re here. you have a good day y/n. i’ll be waiting here after school.’ hollis watches you step out of the car, your skirt riding up your thighs before you pull it down smoothly. ‘thank you hollis, i’ll see you after school.’ you close the car door & make your way into school. your best friend instantly clocking you and she pauses for a second.

‘you’re real fucking early.. when did you wake up?’

‘i woke up like i usually do, i just ran here.’

‘bullshit. how did you get here?’

‘i’m being serious! look how sweaty i am!’

your best friend bites her inner cheek. ‘okay.. i’ll take your word for it..

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school was boring, as usual. you did have chemistry though, so you shoved some worksheets into your bag which you couldn’t finish in your lesson, hopefully hollis could help you with them.

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hollis: i’m outside ma

you: coming now :)

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