Family

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Holly's POV:

Thankfully there was no further questions on the topic. Tom just laughed and walked across the street to his house. I was really happy and exited that i was going to see Sam for the first time in months but nerves were taking over me. I was nervous that someone would spot one of my many bruises and question it, or worse ask to see the rest. I was nervous that i would say something slightly alarming which would result in questions. but i was most nervous for what would come tonight. i was nervous for what my dad would do or say when i return.

Before i knew it we were at Toms. The second we walked through the door Nikki was standing there, a huge smile plastered on her face. "Holly" she said excitedly wrapping me in yet another hug. I flinched a little but not to the extent that i did when Tom hugged me the first time today. Tom looked at me, side- eyeing me. I spoke to Nikki for a while before Tom pulled me aside, "okay what was that?" he said his voice breaking, he sounded genuinely worried.
n-nothing. Look i'm okay" i said quickly getting off the topic "where's Sam?" i asked exited to see my other friend.

He just pointed his head in the direction of his brother, looking kind of disappointed that i didn't tell him.

"THERE HE ISSSSS" i yelled excitedly walking over to Sam
he laughed and said hello to me. pulling me in for a hug. I knew this was coming but it still took me by surprise when he actually did it.

This time i managed to control my flinch and instead just screwed up my face. I was facing Tom and Haz in this hug so they saw me make a face. Both of which were holding a concerned face. I quickly covered up the scrunching of my face by sticking out my tongue at them making it seem more normal.

"sooo.. how is our master chef" i said happily.
"yeah i'm really good thank you. How are you? i wouldn't go as far to say master chef" he replied laughing.
I felt my chest tighten as i thought about it. I was awful and i wanted to say that. I trusted everyone in that house but it was my dad i didn't trust. I didn't trust that he wouldn't do anything to hurt them if they were to question him. I didn't trust that he wouldn't hurt me even more. I didn't trust that he wouldn't literally kill me. finally i responded.
"yeah i'm alright"

As much as i loved Sam and missed him there was nothing more i wanted to do than just run home and cry in my room. I knew this wasn't an option though.

4 hours later 

The day actually went in surprisingly fast. Tom and Haz were still giving me weird looks all day. Like they were waiting for me to slip up and confront my dad. Which wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Hey guys, sorry to cut this short but i gotta go. Mum wants me back home" Harrison said getting up from his seat in the living room.
"aww, okay" we all basically said in unison, which caused us all to laugh.

Haz eventually left and it was just me and the Hollands. "Holly, do you want to go upstairs" Tom asked me, which was kind of relieving in a way. I loved every single one of the Hollands but i felt on the verge of tears and i really didn't want to cry in front of them.

"first one there picks the movie" Tom yelled catching me off guard.
"ohh you're onnn" i said as the started picking up the pace racing towards and up the stairs.
It was so close he was drawing in beside me, trying to push me out of the way. When i tell you i SPRINTED the last couple of steps i mean it.

Eventually we made it to Toms room and he pushed me out of the way before launching himself from his door to his bed. Ultimately beating me. "woahhh that's not fairrrr" i whined making my way over to his bed as he laughed. "you gotta admit that was impressive" he said laughing.
"I've seen more impressive" i said laughing hysterically as he made his way over to me grabbing me and tickiling me on the bed.

I'm not gonna lie it hurt, so freaking bad. I put on a fake laugh as a tear rolled down my face from the pain which could easily be confused with tears of laughter. Until......