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Snow Part 2 (Tom Holland)

The next morning you found yourself still lying on the couch, waking up from your sleep. You rubbed your eyes and pulled the blanket off you. You had no idea who put it there, but you had an idea.
You drag your feet into the kitchen where Harry, Tom, Charlotte and your brother all sat eating cereal or drinking tea.
“Sleep well?” Your brother asks you. You nod re-tying your messy hair into a pony tail. You own the fridge and reach for the milk for your coffee.

“What’s everyone doing today?” You ask closing the fridge.

“After you fell asleep, we discussed ideas of going skiing and snowboarding for most the day, and the hitting the spa in the afternoon before dinner.”

“Sounds good.” You smile to Harry.

“Yeah, and Tom wants to go to the gym as well.” Harry added.

“Cool.” You mumble and make your coffee. After your first sip of your warm coffee, you feel awake. After breakfast everyone heads down to the garage where their ski and snowboarding items are kept. They’re locked in a safe so no one else can take them and use them. You grab your snowboarding boots and put them on, and grab your helmet and clip it on.

“Watch your step.” Harrison calls from outside the garage. He tripped and almost fell into the freshly fallen snow from last night.
Tom walked down and goes down the step.

“Here.” He takes your hand so you don’t slip. 

“Thanks.” You smile once you get done.

“Whipped.” Harry teases to his brother. Tom rolls his eyes.

You all make it to the cable lifts and travel up further up the mountain. You’re one of the first to hope off. You waddle over to the ‘Ski Season Open’ sign and wait for Harrison and Tom. When you first started to ski and snowboard here, your parents took a photo at this very spot and you guys try and tell create it each year. You stand to the left, Harrison in the middle and Tom sitting in the snow on the right. Harry takes the shot and you help Tom get up from the snow. He looked so cute and cuddly in his warm clothes. You stick with Charlotte as you both snow board and glide down the mountain. Paddy decides to stick with you guys as you choose easier and more fun routes and tracks on the mountain. The other boys choose a more advance route. Paddy falls a couple of times so you have to stop and wait for him but you don’t mind.

“Paddy. See if you can jump in the air with your snowboard.” You smile encouraging pulling out your phone and filming him try and do the jump correctly.

“Whooo! Paddy you did it!” Charlotte cheers him on in the background. It wasn’t long until you find a small cafe, covered in snow, lit up by the fireplaces inside.

“Does anyone want a hot chocolate ? It’s my shout.” You say hanging up your snowboard and unclipping your helmet. Paddy’s goggles were fogging up so you had to help him take them off. You all walk inside and you order the drinks with some chips. Snowboarding can be exhausting. Your drinks and food come after a good ten minute wait, enough time to check your messages.

Mum 🤦🏼‍♀️: stay safe with the boys and Charlotte

You send a message back saying that your travels up the mountain were good and you’ve made it. You take a quick selfie with Charlotte and Paddy in it too and put in on Instagram with a location filter and a weather filter because it was like -3 degrees. As you’re about to finish your food you get a message from Harrison.

Harrison 🥇: Tom broke his nose again so we’re back at the lodge

You: Seriously? Didn’t he break it last time we were here…

Harrison 🥇: it’s tradition

You roll your eyes as you’re sent a photo of Tom with a crooked nose, blood coming out of it and him holding an ice pack on it. Poor thing.

You, Charlotte and Paddy snowboarded on some more slopes, enjoying the time together. At one point, Charlotte snowboard into someone else and you all raced down the mountain so they didn’t know who bumped into them.

“I can’t believe we did that.” Charlotte giggled as you walk back into the house.

“Let’s do it again.” Paddy gleamed kicking off his boots.

“Let’s not.” You giggle and take off your coat and snowboarding pants, leaving you in long johns, so you put on your tracksuit pants and another jumper. You walk into the lounge room and see Harrison, your brother and Sam all playing billiards, taking in turn to take their shot, with a bit of banter between them. Harry was taking photos of the falling snow and got a really good shot of the frozen ice hanging on the windows.

“Where’s Tom?” You asked Harrison.

“I think he’s still in bed recovering from his incident.”

“I got it all on film!” Sam said proudly. “He went whoop, and the whoo, and then ka-plunk and went straight into the tree. Oh man, it was hilarious.” He said narrating the video as he showed me. You really didn’t care.

“So, he’s in his room, huh?” You ask Sam and he nods. You sneak past the boys, head into the kitchen, grab another ice pack and knock on his door and open it. He was sharing a room with Harrison.
“I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” You smile at Tom who turned his head to face you.

“No no. It’s fine.”

“I uhm, got you another ice pack. I heard what happened.” You giggle sitting on Harrison’s bed and crossing your legs and giving Tom the ice pack.

“Thanks.” He said groaning sealing the melted ice pack for a new one.

“If you don’t want me here-”

“No no. Stay. Please.” He smiled sweetly at you.

“Okay.” You say and pick at the hem of your tracksuit pants. You guys were quiet for a couple of minutes.

“You can uhm, turn the TV on if you want.” Tom suggested.

“Do you want it on?” You asked him.

“Only if you want.” You shake your head.

“How’s everything been? How was press and filming? Tell me everything about it.” You smile and Tom’s face lit up.

“Filming was awesome actually. Yeah, it was dope.” You just wanted to know if he missed you or not. He was your best friend after all. “The press tour was crazy. At the airports, fans would wait for hours to see me. Me! Can you believe it?” Tom was never like this. He never boasted about his work to you. It was odd.

“Sounds good.”

“Yeah totally. And Harrison came along to everything. He really keeps me ground.” It was like you were interviewing him, rather than talking to him as a friend. Did his feelings change towards you? Was he trying to shut you out. “Oh and crafts service was awesome. There was this one day where they didn’t let me go to the bathroom for like, what was it, 11 or 13 hours or something. Mum wrote a letter to my agency and the set about the unfair treatment I received that day because my livers were in so much pain.” You nod. Like you would know how he felt. “You know Jacob yeah-” no you don’t. “Yeah, well him me and Harrison call ourselves the holy trinity these days.”

“Oh I didn’t know that.” Yes you did, you’ve seen it all over Instagram. Why hasn’t he touched you, or asked our you were today? Was he avoiding you. Usually you let it slide, but he was acting really odd. “And yeah that’s probably it I think.” He stopped his story. Go on, ask how I am. I need to tell you something. Like right now. Just say it, blurt it out. “Thanks for the ice pack.”

“All good.” You said looking down at your lap. He clearly didn’t want you around. You get up and just walk out of his room. You meet the boys at the billiards table. “So, does anyone want to go to the spa?” You ask them.


You sat in the spa with Charlotte. Tom hadn’t looked at you all afternoon. This kinda pissed you off. He was playing some ball game which involved a ball and drowning by the looks of it. Honestly, right now you couldn’t care less. Yesterday he was acting all lovey dovey and was willing to chat, today? Total opposite.

Harry decided it would be a good idea to get some pizza, so he, Tom, and Charlotte went to get the pizza. Whilst Harry was ordering the 8 or so pizzas, Tom pulled Charlotte to the side.

“What’s up Holland?” She asked and he glared at her.

“What’s up with (Y/N)?”

“Like you’d care-”

“Of course I care. Can you tell me why she was ignoring me this afternoon?”

“Dude, you’re so mellow.”


“You were ignoring her.”

“No I wasn’t.”

“Aha. Yes you were. Usually you’re all over her, but this afternoon, you just completely ignore her. We even spoke about Tessa and you didn’t even speak about her. Like seriously, what is wrong with you.” Charlotte spoke and Tom raised and eyebrow.

“D-do (Y/N) like me?”

“Of course she likes you. She’s your friend.”

“I-I mean like, you know.” Tom scratched the back of his neck nervous. “Do you think she would date me?”

“I don’t know Holland. After today, I don’t think she’d see you as boyfriend material.”

“I’m totally boyfriend material.”


“Yes I am. I buy her gifts, I cherish her, I hug her, I compliment her. What else should I do?”

“Just be yourself.”

“I can’t do that. She’ll hate me.”

“She likes you, because she like you. You guys met before any of this fame shit happened, and she’s still stuck by you. You know how happy she was when you broke up with your ex-girlfriend. She sympathised so much with you, and you just turned her down. Seriously Tom, get your shit together.” Charlotte sighed. “Remember when you you told us that you had dyslexia?” Tom gulped. He hated talking about it. “(Y/N) sat with you during Billy rehearsals and helped you with your homework. She worded all the sounds out, so you could understand what your work was.” Charlotte spoke and Tom nodded.

“D-do you think she’d say yes if I asked her out?”

“That’s up to her.” Charlotte shrugged and Harry gestured to the pile of pizzas on the table waiting for them. After sitting in the car for five minutes to drive back to the lodge, Tom turned back to Charlotte.

“Can you talk to her for me?”

“No way. You did this on your own.” Charlotte laughed and walked inside with the pizzas. Harry put them down and began to hand out plates.

“Hey (Y/N). What do you want?” Tom asked gesturing to the plate.

“Oh uhm, I can get it.”

“It’s fine. What do you want?”

“Uhm, a slice of garlic, a slice of vegetarian please.” You smile to Tom as he passes you the plate of pizza.

“Yeah uhm, no worries. Anytime, well you know, anytime we get pizza.” Tom flustered blushing. There’s the Tom you know.


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Winter Love- Part 3

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Warnings: language, mentions of smut

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Once you and Nat have left all the suitcases on the rooms, she tells you that it’s time to go to the supermarket. You both get into the car and drive to the nearest store, which is about twenty minutes away.

Entering the big supermarket, Nat grabs a small piece of paper from her right pocket where she has written everything that you need to buy.

“Let’s see… We should go and grab some duck.”

“Duck?” Nat laughs at the disgusted face you give her and starts walking down the different aisles.

“Yes, duck. They also want caviar.”

“Of course they want that.” You try not to roll your eyes at every item of food that Nat picks.

Posh people are always so extra, even with their food. It makes you sick.

After what feels like three hours, Nat and you finally leave the supermarket and go back to the car. When you arrive home, she instructs you to go put all of the food on the kitchen and wait for her to start making dinner.

“Okay, I’m gonna start with the duck, prepare the table.”


You grab a beautiful, light purple tablecloth and walk to the living room. Bucky is sitting on the sofa with his phone on his hands. He is wearing a black sweater with some jeans. His beanie is gone, showing his smooth, black hair. At first, he doesn’t notice you, so you don’t say anything and do your job quietly. You are ready to go back to the kitchen again when he turns his head slightly, seeing you.

“Hey!” He gets up from the sofa and walks to you. “What’s for dinner?”

“Nat is making duck.” His beautiful smile turns into a disgusted expression. “You don’t like it? I can tell her to do something else?”

“No, no! It’s okay. Nat knows that I hate it, but my mom has probably told her to make it for dinner. It’s tradition to eat duck the first night we arrive here.”


“Yep.” He nods his head and you grin at him.

“Well, I’m not eating duck, either.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I haven’t tasted it, but I don’t want to. I’ll probably drive to the nearest McDonald’s and buy me something.”

“Nice option. Actually… Can you buy me something? Whatever you want.” Bucky grabs some bills from his pocket and offers them to you.

“Done.” You take the money and he winks at you, making your limbs tingle.

You go to the kitchen again with the biggest smile on your face. Nat is putting the duck in the oven when you enter.

“What took you so long?”

“Bucky asked me to go to McDonald’s and pick up some food for him.” You casually shrug your shoulders at her, trying not to smile.

“Yeah, he hates duck.” Nat closes the oven and looks at you. “Finish the table, I’ll make the salad.” 

After dinner is over Nat and you start clearing the table. Soon, every member of the family starts to go to their rooms. You grab the last dishes and go to the kitchen. You are putting them in the dishwasher when you feel a firm hand on your waist. Turning around quickly, your eyes lock with Bucky’s.

“Hey, McDonald’s is still up, right?” Your lips open slightly and you feel speechless for some seconds.

“Ye-yeah. Sure. I was just about to go.”

“Cool.” His hand gives your waist a little squeeze and then he is gone.

You rub your eyes with your hands and turn around, meeting with Nat’s smirk.

“What?” You throw your arms up.

“You shouldn’t fall for him, (Y/N).”

“Nat that’s ridiculous.” You roll your eyes at her.

“I’m just warning you.” She sighs. “Look, Bucky has bring a different girl here every single year. But this is the second year that Dot has come here and that’s a record. What I mean is that don’t get attached to him. Bucky likes to play around, to flirt. But I’m sure his mother is pressuring him to put a ring on Dot’s finger.”

“A ring?!” You look astonished at her. “Nat, if this is the second year that she has come here, it means that they’ve been dating for two years, three years top. How is he going to marry her?!”

“If it was for him he probably wouldn’t do it! Look, if he gets engaged with her, it will be because of Winifred.”

“Well, that’s sad.”

Nat shrugs her shoulders at your words and keeps cleaning the kitchen.

“Anyway, I’m going to McDonald’s, grab a couple of menus and have a nice dinner. Do you want something?”

“No, I’m good with the duck.” She smiles at you. “Just, don’t take too long, you’re coming with me tomorrow, I want you to meet some of my friends.”

“Okay.” You wave at her and go to the car.

After twenty long minutes, you finally arrive back home. You grab the big bag with your left hand and with the other you open the door to the house trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Let me help you with that.” You hear a voice and look over the bag to see Bucky smiling at you.

He grabs the bag from your hand and signals you to go to the kitchen. You close the door and follow him. Once you are there, he takes all the food out, giving you a burger and your fries. You grab two beers and handle him one.

Sitting on the chairs, you watch him as he attacks his burger. The curiosity is eating you out, so you decide to ask him.

“So… How long have you and Dot been going out?” He looks at you and you can see the surprise on his beautiful eyes. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you that.”

“No, no, it’s okay. I just thought you were the quiet type.” He grabs his beer and drinks some. “We’ve been dating for two years.”

“Oh, nice.” You eat some of your fries. “You seem happy with her.”

“Yes, she’s really sweet.” Bucky doesn’t look you in the eyes as he talks and you furrow your brows. “Everyone is sure that she is the one for me.”

“And are you sure?” Bucky and you lock eyes for a couple of seconds. You can feel your heart beating quickly against your chest as he looks down and a little smirk appears on his face.

“I don’t know, honestly. But my mom has been telling me to ask her to marry me.”

“Do you want to marry her?”

“Not now.”

“Then tell your mom that.”

“I don’t think that’s how things work.”

“It is how they work in the real world. What’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“You are a bit nosy, you knew that?” He smiles playfully at you and you return the smile.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have gone that far with the questions.” You pick up the papers on the table and throw everything in the trash. Bucky is still eating some of his fries. “Good night, Bucky.”

“Sleep tight.”

“(Y/N), c’mon! Wake up!” Nat shakes you and you groan at her.

“What time is it?”

“Six thirty.”

“Are you nuts?!” You open one eye to look at her.

“We have to prepare breakfast, remember? Now go to the shower and put your uniform on, I’ll see you in the kitchen.”

You groan again and finally get up. Looking through the window, you see the big mountains being illuminated by the sun rays. You try to smile and be positive and you head to the shower.

When you enter the kitchen, half of the breakfast is already done.

“Start taking things to the living room, hurry!”

“Yes, Sergeant Nat!” She glares at you and you chuckle at her expression as you grab the plate full of eggs.

You are carrying the orange juice to the table, but when you arrive there everyone is already sitted.

“Good morning.” You smile politely at everyone, your eyes landing on Bucky’s.

He smiles at you, but he turns to Dot when she whispers something on his ear. He laughs and pecks her lips and you quickly look away, pouring some juice on Winifred’s glass. Nat enters the living room with the coffee and greets everyone.

“Nat, you already know that all the skiing gear is in the garage. Take what you need.”

“Thanks, Mr. Barnes.”

“(Y/N), darling, I suppose you ski?” Winifred looks at you with a beautiful smile that you return.

“Actually, I prefer snowboarding.”

“We have snowboard tables and boots, take what you want.” George smiles happily at you and you thank him.

When the family is gone, Nat takes your hand, leading you to the garage.

“Okay, take everything you need, we are leaving in ten minutes.”

You look around and finally pick up some white boots, a blue table and white gear and put it on as quickly as you can. Grabbing some orange glasses and a really cute, blue beanie, you get out of the chalet to see Nat already waiting for you.

“Let’s go!”

Since the house is next to the mountains, you go walking until you are in front of the chairlift. Nat looks around until she waves at someone. You look towards the direction she is looking and see a girl and a boy. When they are closer, you can see that the girl has two long, brown braids and she is wearing a sweatshirt that indicates that she is a monitor. The boy carries his skis in one hand and on the other he has his beanie. You can see his blonde hair shining in the sun and you smile at them when they are in front of you.

“Nat!” The girls exclaims and hugs her tightly, then turns to you. “Hi, I’m Wanda, Pietro’s sister.”

“Oh! Hello, I’m (Y/N).” You smile at her and she kisses you on the cheek.

“Hey, Nat.” The boy leans to hug Nat and then he kisses your cheek. “I’m Steve.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m (Y/N).”

After making some small talk with the both of them, Wanda has to leave to go to one of her classes.

“I’m going to find Buck, girls. Nat, I’ll see you later! You too, (Y/N)!” You both wave at him and go to the chairlift.

Once you are seated and going up you look at Nat.

“How is that Steve and Bucky know each other?”

“They’ve been friends since childhood. Steve comes to the chalet a lot, Winifred and George consider him his son.”

“Does he has a girlfriend, too?” Nat looks at you and you can see how she tenses up at the question.

“No, he doesn’t.”

“Nat…” You raise a brow at her. “Do you like him?” She looks at you with her eyes wide open.

“Of course not! And anyway, if I liked him it’s not like he is going to be with a girl like me.”

“Never say never.” She glares at you and you chuckle at her expression.

After a long day of snowboarding, you finally arrive back home. You carry Nat’s skis and your table to the garage. When you arrive there, you see Bucky placing a set of skis in one of the shelves.

“Hey.” You greet him with a smile.

“Hi, how was your day?”

“Fine. I went with Nat.”

“I know, I saw you both. You are pretty good.”

“Thanks.” You look down, feeling your cheeks become redder.

“Are you doing fine here?”

“Yes, this is wonderful. I never thought I could like this job, but I guess I was wrong.”

“Really? What would you like to work as in a future?”

“I would love to study journalism.”

“Then go for it.”

“Yeah… It’s easier said than done. I need money first and this is the best way to make it.”

Bucky nods at your words and he approaches you.

“I think you would make an incredible journalist.” You laugh at his words.

“You don’t even know if I am good at writing.”

“I’m sure you are.” He bits his bottom lip and you realize just how close you are to him.

It feels like hours until he decides to smirk at you and leave the room. When he is out of your sight, you groan heavily and shake your arms at your sides. You don’t know this man, yet he makes you feel a thousand things. Every time you are near him you feel as if you can’t breath, your palms start to sweat and your heart beats faster. You groan again, but this time loudly.

“Woah, what’s wrong with you?” Nat enters the room with her gear.

“Nothing, I’m just tired.”

“Is it Bucky?” You glare at her but she ignores you. “Jesus, you fell for him faster than I thought.”

“I didn’t fell for him, Nat! And I am not doing it!”

“Better. Look, (Y/N), he is a player, okay? He doesn’t know how to have a relationship. It’s a miracle that Dot is still with him. I’m just saying, he’ll probably try to flirt with you, to get in your pants. It’s everything that he cares about.”

You throw a suspicious look at her.

“Have you been with Bucky before?”

“What?! Of course not! Gross!” She leaves her gear on the table and turns around to look at you. “But I’ve seen many chalet girls leaving this house with a broken heart because of him.”

“He has hooked up with the chalet girls?”

“Chalet girls, ski monitors, tourists… It doesn’t matter to him. He is fine with everything. So think about it twice before he charms you.”

You roll your eyes at her and go upstairs to your room. You are definitely not going to fall for Bucky Barnes.


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In case you were wondering it’s totally possible to build a snowboarding demo in the middle of Boston. We welcomed people to our House of Vans pop up all week long, and anyone who came by for Wednesday night’s show with Earl Sweatshirt, XXYYXX, and Cities Aviv also got to catch some rad snow happenings outside in the street. 

Photos: Jonathan Mehring