lucy

Chapter 14

tags: hollisxreader, romanxreader, cheater!hollis, naive!reader, obsessed!roman, fluff, angst, slowburn, friends to lovers, mentions of weed.

a/n: IM SO SORRY ABOUT THE LONG WAIT. lifee has been busy in the most beautiful way recently but dont worry i didnt forget about u! thank u for checking in on me i love u all! I plan to finish the series within 2-3 more chapters as i think i dragged it out wayy too much. But dont worry i’ll still continue it on as i planned with just better written longer chapters :) ♡

The next morning, you awoke in Hollis’ bed. Your head was pounding, as you slowly sat up to take in your surroundings. You noticed the sunlight pouring into the room as you peered around, quietly sighing to yourself upon noticing Hollis’ absence.

As you sat in his bed, alone. All of your previous thoughts came flooding back against your will. Forcing you to think about what had transpired last night. At this point, you sort of wished he never kissed you. Guilt slowly washed over you, and your stomach began to twist.

You sighed and dragged yourself out of the bed, beginning to search for your phone. As you looked around, you noticed a neat pile of clothes sitting on the end of the bed, alongside a towel. But notably, your phone was nowhere in sight.

You huffed settling back on the side of the bed, resting your hands in your head as your headache grew worse. You failed to notice Hollis slowly cracking the door open, peeking his head inside the room. “Y/n?” He said softly.

You swiftly turned around upon hearing your name, flashing him a small smile once you realized who it was.

A small smile tugged at his lips before he decided to come in. He was notably in different clothes now, and looked a lot more refreshed than you did. He quietly shut the door behind him, as he made his way toward you. “How’d you sleep?”

You glanced up at him before replying, opting to stare at the floor. “Fine, my head hurts.” You tried to laugh it off, but your laugh came off more defeated then you had intended.

He nodded, studying your face before answering. “Maybe a shower’ll make you feel better?”

You hummed in response. You really you didn’t know what to say, obviously you wanted to shower. But what you really wanted was him to talk about the kiss last night, but maybe he doesn’t remember it? Or maybe he regrets it? The more you thought about it, the more you realized you actually didn’t want to talk about it at all.

“I set out clothes and a towel for you.” He shifted his weight nervously. “Come down to the kitchen when you’re done, Roman’s making you breakfast.” He muses before abruptly leaving, shutting the door firmly behind him.

You let out a shaky breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. Sighing to yourself before picking up the clothes and stepping into the bathroom. His bathroom was clean, and smelled even more like him, if that was even possible. You made note of all of his toiletries lined up on the counter before turning on the shower.

You noticed there was an unopened toothbrush sitting on the counter. It was pink, so you assumed it was for you. You opened the packaging and decided to brush your teeth.

You left the toothbrush where you found it, undressed, and hopped into the shower. You used all of his products, his face wash, his conditioner, his shampoo. In a weird way, you felt closer to him than ever before. And he wasn’t even there.

Slowly, you got out of the shower. Taking your time putting on lotion and drying your hair. Well, as much as you could with a towel. You faintly smiled to yourself before getting dressed upon noticing the clothes Hollis was attempting lending you; A minecraft shirt and basketball shorts that were both way too big for you. But you opted to put your clothes back on. As gross as you felt doing it, wearing his clothes felt too intimate.

You quickly got dressed, fixing your hair before returning back to Hollis’ room to search for socks. You opened a couple of drawers searching for socks to borrow, eventually settling on a pair of plain white nike socks. As you turned to go downstairs, you noticed your phone sitting face down on Hollis’ desk, you let out a small sigh of relief before picking it up. As you picked it up, you noticed Hollis had texted you.

Messages

Holli

dropping Tess off

we can talk when i get back

You sighed before pocketing your phone and making your way downstairs. You noticed Roman was hovering by the stove as you descended down the stairs. You glanced around as you walked towards the kitchen. It seemed like everyone else from last night had left, except you two.

Roman noticed you as you made your way to the kitchen, silently glancing over at you before speaking. “You look terrible.” He mumbled, returning his attention to the eggs he was cooking in the pan.

“Thanks Leal.” You scoffed, sliding into the seat in front of him. “You should’ve never offered me that shit yesterday.” You groaned, rubbing your temples as you slumped over.

A sly smile crept on his face. “I know, you disappeared before the party even started.” He shook his head, reaching for a plate.

“I was tired.” You mumbled.

He placed the eggs onto the plate. Sighing, as he slid the plate in front of you. “You needed to relax anyways, You’re always so uptight.” He shook his head once more. “Plus, you haven’t gotten real sleep in days.” He muttered under his breath.

You furrowed your brows as you looked up at him. “How do you know that.”

He shot you a quick glance. “I know you.”

“What?”

“Nothing, eat your breakfast.” He gestured towards the plate in front of you. “Everyone’s already left, so hurry up.”

You raised an eyebrow in confusion at first, debating on what to say next. But ultimately, you decided to drop it. He probably was just joking anyways, and you really weren’t in the mood to pick a fight.

You hummed softly, picking up a fork from the counter. “Thank you.” You muttered, barely above a whisper.

Roman smiled cheekily, humming in response. “Eat.”

You nodded, beginning to leisurely pick at your eggs. Roman slid you a glass of water before he began doing the dishes. Truth be told, he hated doing anything for anybody. If something didn’t serve him a purpose, he thought it was pointless. But a part of him wanted to impress you, he wanted to show you he was different now.

Roman intently watched you eat as he washed the dishes. He quietly observed the slight disappointment on your face as you ate, the way your eyes were slightly glassy, and the subtle eye bags under your eyes.

“Wanna get out of here?” Roman suddenly asked.

You shifted your gaze to meet his, slowly lifting an eyebrow. “And go where?”

A small smirk appeared across his face. He knew you were going to say yes. “Anywhere.”

You pretended to think about it for a moment, furrowing your eyebrows and humming. “I guess.” You shrugged. Deep down you didn’t want to leave Hollis’ house, since he directly told you he was coming back. Plus you didn’t exactly want to leave with Roman. But at the same time you weren’t sure if you were ready to talk to Hollis.

“Good. Cause all your shit’s in my car. So you had no choice anyways.” He subtly chuckled at his own remark, earning a small but genuine smile from you.

You playfully rolled your eyes. “Okay Leal.”

He shook his head knowingly as he finished the remainder of the dishes. Wordlessly taking your plate once you finished.

“Thanks.” You muttered, as you slid out of your seat.

“Don’t get used to it.” He mumbled. “Put your shoes on, then we’ll go. Okay?”

“Okay Leal.” You huffed, rolling your eyes dramatically as you slowly began walking towards the door.

You began sifting through the pile of abandoned shoes by the doorway, eventually finding yours at the bottom. You sighed softly, kneeling down to properly pull them on your feet as Roman crept up behind you.

“Ready?” He smiled, carefully stepping around you to open the door.

You hummed in response, as you slowly stood up. Straightening out your jeans as you followed behind Roman, making sure to shut the door behind you.

Roman unlocked the car and hopped in hurriedly, he softly shivered as he started the car. Immediately blasting the heat as he watched you walk towards the car.

Right before you could open the car door, as fate would have it. You noticed Hollis’ car swiftly pulling in the driveway, much to your dismay.

You briefly debated staying and talking to Hollis, hovering over Roman’s car for a moment. But, you ultimately decided against it. Quickly opening the car door and sliding in before slamming it shut a little harder than necessary.

“What was that for.” Roman muttered as he put the car in reverse, slowly pulling out of the driveway.

Hollis sat in his car staring at you and Roman, dumbfounded. He didn’t attempt to stop you, or call you. He just sat there watching Roman’s car grow smaller and smaller down the street.

You stared at your lap as Roman drove off, slightly relaxing once you were off of Hollis’ street.

“Do you wanna go home?” Roman asked softly, glancing over at you as he waited for your response.

You nodded, glancing back over at him. “Yeah.”

He hummed in response, speeding up slightly as he drove toward your house.

The silence was deafening, as neither of you knew what to say. Roman knew something was wrong between you and Hollis but didn’t want to pry. And you were uncertain if Roman knew about the kiss, but you certainly weren’t going to ask.

Roman eventually turned on the radio to drown out the silence, softly tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove. He noticed you kept your gaze on your lap, quietly humming to yourself as you fiddled with a loose thread on your jeans. Little did he know you were mindlessly replaying your kiss with Hollis, over and over again in your head.

Roman glanced over, noticing your expression had subtly shifted since he had last peered over. He sighed to himself as he began pulling into your driveway. He drove as slowly as possible in a desperate attempt to prolong his time with you alone.

You quickly unbuckled your seatbelt and grabbed your bag from the backseat before Roman could even put the car in park.

“You’re in a hurry.” He sighed, lazily running his fingers through his hair.

You glanced over at him before opening the car door. “Thanks for the ride Leal.”

He tried to hide his disappointment, smiling his usual boyish smile as spoke. “Anytime.”

You nodded, granting him a small smile before quickly pulling getting out the car. You hurried up the steps and made it to your front door, unlocking it swiftly and stepping inside.

But as you stood there, half in your doorway. You couldn’t help but look back at Roman. He was silently watching you from his car, it was kind of sweet he was waiting to leave until you got inside.

You glanced towards your room, then back towards Roman and decided then and there to fully give Roman a second chance. You sighed beside yourself before dropping your bag in the doorway and walking back outside towards Roman’s car.

He lifted an eyebrow upon seeing you leave your house, maybe you left something in his car he thought to himself. You slowly walked up to his car window, signaling for him to roll it down.

Roman obviously complied, rolling it down and sticking his head out to get a better look at you.

“Did you leave something?” He questioned.

You nervously shook your head. “No. I just.. Uh.” You let out a shaky sigh. “Do you wanna come in?”

Roman’s face twisted in visible confusion at your offer. Didn’t you still hate him? “I mean, if you want me to.” He grinned.

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “I shouldn’t have asked, never mind.” You mumbled, already beginning to walk away.

Roman, realizing he was about to lose his one chance at being in your house. Quickly turned off his car and jumped out. Swiftly walking up the driveway behind you.

“Wait, I want to.” He whined from behind you.

Although he couldn’t see it, a small smile appeared on your face as you reached your front door. “If you say so, Leal.” You muttered, kicking your shoes off.

He cautiously stepped inside, looking around quietly as he followed you to your room.

“Shoes off.” You mumbled, already reaching for a change of clothes off your dresser.

Roman groaned, bending over to pull his boots off. “Yes ma’am .” He retorted.

You rolled your eyes, slipping into the bathroom to change. “You can lay down on my bed if you want, just don’t touch anything. Okay?” You yelled from the bathroom.

“Okay.” He yelled back. As soon as he heard the door click shut he began fumbling through your drawers. Not that he was trying to be creepy or anything, certainly not that. He just wanted to better understand you, and maybe take a souvenir.

He didn’t find much but clothes, until he opened the drawer in your bedside table. To his surprise he found a diary. He didn’t think you were the type to write your feelings in a notebook. But, you were always full of surprises.

He knew he didn’t have much time to read whatever bullshit you wrote about in there. So he quickly skimmed through the pages, stupidly looking for his name. But instead he found Hollis’ name, numerous times.

At first, he didn’t pay attention to what about Hollis was being written, chalking it up to something about friendship. Until it clearly was something entirely different.

His jaw slightly clenched as he read about your feelings for Hollis. He always knew you had a thing for Hollis. But reading it in your words, made it feel worse. He always thought it was quite obvious, with the way you looked at him, how you two were always together, and how could he forget, the nicknames. Even though he was used to it, it still made Roman’s stomach twist.

Reading this only confirmed to Roman that he had to act fast. He knew Hollis was already having problems with Tessa, coupled with the fact that Hollis clearly was into you. Roman couldn’t let that happen, not when he’s wanted you for so long.

He quickly shoved the small diary back where he found it upon hearing the bathroom door knob turn. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, attempting to look causal.

You stepped back in your room, climbing into your bed behind Roman. “Wanna watch something?”

His jaw tightened. “Sure.”

“Okay.” You muttered, turning to grab your remote.

“Do you hate me?” He blurted out.

You giggled softly. “What?”

Roman turned to face you, shifting a little bit closer before he continued. “I’m being serious, do you hate me?”

You raised an eyebrow, staring at him confused. “No, Roman I don’t.”

“Then why do you still act so weird around me.” He huffed.

You looked down at your lap, fiddling with the drawstrings of your pants. “You’ve hated me for so long then all of a sudden you’re all nice and shit, it’s confusing.”

Roman studied your face intently before replying, “I’ve never hated you.” He mumbled. “I was just fucking around.” He added quietly.

“Okay Roman.” You sighed. Focusing your attention back to your tv, as you shuffled through channels in a lazy attempt to find something to watch.

Roman slightly smiled upon hearing you use his first name. You never called him Roman anymore. He shifted a little closer to you as he laid down on his stomach, mindlessly staring at the pattern on your bedsheets.

“Why’d you invite me inside anyways.” He questioned.

You shrugged calmly. “Didn’t feel like being alone with my thoughts.”

He nodded. “Makes sense.”

“Why’d you come inside?” You countered.

Roman paused to think, tilting his head ever so slightly to look at you. “Cause you wanted me to.”

You let out a breathy laugh. “Sure.”

He was right, you did want him to come in. But, you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that.

You eventually landed on a movie you had seen a thousand times, Palo Alto. Mindlessly putting it on before placing your remote back on your bedside table.

“How was the party.” You asked, instantly regretting it.

Roman shifted to lay closer to you, propping himself up on his elbows as he replied. “It was chill. I barely saw Holl though, he was with his girl.”

Your stomach twisted, a sensation you were beginning to get used to. “Hmm.” You hummed.

He studied your face as he decided what to say next. “Yeah, think she finally let him hit.” He muttered, pretending to seem disinterested.

You shot up. “What?”

Roman lazily grinned upon seeing your reaction. "What?” He retorted.

“I just.. I’m surprised.” You muttered, running your fingers through your hair.

How dare he? He kisses you goodnight then fucks her, and thinks you’re not gonna find out? Does he think you’re stupid? You felt like your head was going to explode.

“Didn’t realize you cared.” Roman muses.

“I don’t.” You immediately shot back, growing visibly upset.

His smile only grew wider. “If you say so.”

You frowned but didn’t reply, you felt betrayed and incredibly stupid after discovering that. Everyone had been right about Hollis all along, and you were too blind to realize it.

Roman knew what he was doing, and he couldn’t help but smile. He tried to hide his enjoyment seeing you visibly upset, as he had to save face. But someone had to break the spell Hollis had on you anyways.

You both fell silent after that, letting the movie quietly play in the background to fill the silence. Although, neither of you were paying attention to it anyways.

Roman began to slowly drift off to sleep, softly snoring as he laid in front of you. You smiled to yourself as you watched his eyes flutter. He looked really peaceful you thought to yourself.

For a moment, you forgot all about Hollis. Thinking about all the small things Roman had started doing for you made you realize, maybe you were falling for the wrong guy all along.

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud knock coming from your front door. You sighed, got up and headed towards your front door.

The knocking continued, until you finally opened the door to a very upset Hollis. He looked rough, his hair was a mess, his eyes were red, and he smelled like weed.

You rolled your eyes, sighing before you spoke. “What are you doing here.”

He stared at you for a moment. Raising an eye brow as he began to lean against the door way. “Why is Roman here.”

You shifted nervously, staring down at the floor. “I didn’t want to be alone.” You quietly muttered. “It’s not like it matters, I know you fucked her.”

Hollis let out a low laugh. “What?”

Your eyes finally met his. And you furrowed your brows. “You think this is funny?” You slightly raised your voice.

He took a deep breath, shaking his head slowly. “I didn’t fuck her.” He stated simply. “I want you.”

“Are you seriously lying about it?” You scoffed, crossing your arms.

His expression changed once he realized you were serious. “I deadass didn’t.” He insisted. “Why do you even think that.”

You paused, attempting to steady yourself before replying. “Roman told me.” You mumbled.

Hollis let out a loud, cocky laugh. “Don’t you hate Roman? Why are you blindly believing him.”

He had a point, why were you trusting Roman? A part of you thought it was easier to believe Roman than acknowledge your feelings for Hollis. Another part of you thought it just made sense. “Why would he lie?”

“Because he wants you.” He replied simply.

You let out a small, breathy laugh. “Yeah right.” You muttered.

Hollis leaned in closer, his hair slightly falling in his face. “It’s true.” He said with a frown. “I didn’t fuck Tess, and Roman wants you.”

You rolled your eyes, slightly pulling away from him. “You’re such a liar.”

He scoffed. “And Roman isn’t?”

“Hollis go home.” You quietly said.

He ran his fingers through his hair before straightening back up. “We’re just not gonna talk about last night?”

Your gaze dropped back down to the floor. “It was a mistake.”

Hollis shifted his weight, staring at the top of your head timidly. “No it wasn’t.”

You sighed, defeatedly. “Just go home Hollis.”

“I’ll break up with her right now.” He whined, lowering himself to be eye level with you. “I just want you.”

“I’m not just going to be your second choice.” You argued. Lifting your gaze to look him in the eyes.

His eyes grew glassy, and his breathing became unsteady. “You’re not.”

You shook your head, looking away from him. “Then why are you with her?”

He paused, staring at you dumbfounded. You were right, why was he with her? “I.. It was..” He trailed off before he could even come up with an answer.

A tear fell down your cheek as you softly laughed to yourself. “See, you can’t even answer.”

His face dropped, he hated what he was doing to you. “No it’s not like that.” His fingers quickly found your face, wiping the tear off your face.

You swiftly pulled away, letting your tears fall freely. “Goodnight Hollis.” You mumbled, already beginning to shut the door.

“Wait just let me explain—“ You shook your head, slamming the door shut before he could finish.

You let out a shaky breath, running your fingers through your hair as you stood there. You could hear Hollis quietly cursing under his breath as he walked off to his car. Once you heard him drive off, you finally let yourself cry.

Roman stood by your bedroom doorway, listening to your small, broken sobs. He had heard most of the conversation you had with Hollis, much to his satisfaction.

He slowly made his way towards you, feigning a look of confusion as he approached you. “Y/n? What’s wrong?” He frowned.

You wiped your face hurriedly upon noticing him, taking a deep breath before you spoke. “It’s nothing.” You mumbled.

Roman stood there for a second, staring you up and down “Doesn’t look like nothing.” He muttered before pulling you in to his arms, beginning to rub the back of your head softly.

You let your guard down, beginning to sob into Roman’s chest as you clung on to him. Deep down, you were a little embarrassed he was seeing you like this. But you also thought it was kind of sweet he immediately began comforting you. Even though he didn’t know what you were upset about, or so you thought.

For a while, you both just silently stood there holding each other. Even after you stopped crying, you both didn’t want to let go.

Eventually, Roman broke the silence. “Are you tired?” He questioned, slightly pulling away from you to look at your face.

You nodded, wiping your face once more before pulling away and walking towards your room.

He lazily followed behind you, trying his hardest to suppress the smile forming at the corners of his mouth.

You climbed back into your bed, rubbing your eyes as you settled in. “Thank you Roman.” You said quietly, giving him a brief smile as he walked towards you.

He hummed, wordlessly tucking you in before planting a small kiss on your forehead. “Just get some sleep, okay?” He smiled down at you. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”

You nodded, yawning softly. “Wait, take my spare. So you can lock the door.” You reached over, opening your bedside drawer. Grabbing the spare key and handing it to him.

Roman couldn’t hold back his smile, nodding as he stood up and walked towards the door. “Goodnight Y/n.”

You watched as he disappeared into the hallway, sinking into your bed as you stared at the ceiling. Once you heard Roman lock the front door, you slowly let your eyes flutter shut.

Maybe today was the end of something unhealthy, and the beginning of something new. Or maybe you were making a huge mistake choosing Roman over Hollis. You tried not to think about it as you let yourself slowly drift off to sleep.