#moments after this photo my lyric sheets caught on fire

[cutie1365]

How Can I Resist You? Chapter 4: Mamma Mia

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader (Mamma Mia AU)

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Let me know if there are any.

A/N: It’s been a while, I know, I know. I’m kinda losing steam on this story so if anyone has any ideas or things they want to see please let me know! I need some inspiration!

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Tom took your hand, pulling you through the hotel. There were so many parts you hadn’t seen, so many hidden treasures.

You pass a closed door that Tom seemed to ignore.

“What’s in here?” You ask, pointing to the door with your free hand.

“I’m not sure, I’ve never seen it open.” He shrugs, trying the door, to no avail.

You move to the window, trying to see if you could peak in. It was dark, but the moonlight illuminated some boxes and a piano. Now you were intrigued.

“Wanna see?” You smirk, stirring up your sense of adventure.

“It’s locked.” Tom says confused.

You smirk and drop to your knees, pulling a bobby pin from your hair. You bend it and put your ear near the door, waiting to hear the pins click as you juggle the bobby pin. After a moment and one final click, the handle turns with ease, the door swinging open. You raise from your knees with a smile.

“Well you’re full of surprises aren’t you, love.” Tom smirks.

“No, you just underestimate me.” You retorted with a smile, turning to enter the dusty room.

It looked as if no one had been here in ages. You moved over to the piano, finding piles of old sheet music. This must have been some sort of music room, given the grand piano and raised stage like platform.

Tom wandered towards an open box, pulling out furs and the most wild outfits you’ve ever seen.

“This is amazing!” You beamed, holding up some sheet music and turning to Tom.

“What do you think?” He smirks, he’s holding up a pair of bright blue spandex pants that flare at the bottom with feathers.

“I think it’s your color.” You giggle.

“Oh, what about this one?” He tosses a sparkly sequin dress at you.

You told it up against your body, it fell on your upper thigh.

“Absolutely not.” You laugh, tossing it to the side.

You return to the sheet music as Tom starts sifting through a box of old photographs. They all seemed to be original, and handwritten. You grabbed one that spoke to you and sat in front of the piano.

You hadn’t played in years, and you were never really good. You practiced the melody of the first line for a moment, drawing Tom’s attention over to you.

Slowly you played the first line, singing the words as you watched your fingers move from key to key.

“I was cheated by you, and I think you know when.” You began.

Tom was standing behind you now, watching you carefully. You repositioned your fingers and started the second line just as slowly as the first.

“So I made up my mind, it must come to an end.” You sang softly, you could feel the emotions in the lyrics.

Tom slid onto the bench next to you, his fingers danced over the keys with a graceful dexterity as he continued the song. He’d clearly had a lot of practice. If you weren’t trying so hard to hate him you would have found it really attractive.

“Look at me now, will I ever learn?” You stood, singing dramatically, causing Tom to laugh.

“I don’t know how but I suddenly lose control, there’s a fire within my soul.” You sang, grabbing a blue boa from a nearby box and twirling as you threw it over your shoulders.

“Just one look and I can hear a bell ring, one more look and I forget everything.” The music was picking up now. You grabbed another boa and wrapped it around Tom’s neck as you shimmied and danced.

“Mamma mia, here I go again. My, my how can I resist you?” You jumped to sit on the edge of the piano as Tom continued to play.

“Mamma mia, does it show again. My, my just how much I’ve missed you?” You sang with a smile.

“Yes, I’ve been broken hearted, blue since the day we parted.” You reached up dramatically, boa in hand as you laid back onto the piano. Your back hitting the cold surface.

“Why, why did I ever let you go?” You jumped off the piano, extending your hand towards Tom. He was still donning the blue boa you’d wrapped around his neck. He took your hand, allowing you to pull him from the piano bench.

“Mamma mia, now I really know...” You sang, giggling throughout because Tom was twirling you. He pulls you forward, and you spin towards him, both of your hands placed on his chest to stop you from slamming right into him.

The two of you were dancing fools, laughing and giggling, oblivious to the presence in the hallway watching you carefully.

“My, my, I should not have let you go.” You sang softly, losing focus as you realized how close you and Tom were. He eyed your lips with a soft smile, still holding you against him.

You took a chance, a leap of faith, not caring if it was a bad decision. You closed the gap between the two of you, and your lips met his. They were warm and soft, he was gentle and sweet. Not all what you expected from the town playboy. You didn’t know how much time had passed, your senses were distorted, as if they were under attack. You almost felt lightheaded, that surely wasn’t the reaction you were expecting. You pulled away for air, almost shuddering at the loss of contact. The two of you stood frozen for a moment, smiling and looking into each other's eyes.

Neither of you noticed the owner of the hotel, Sophie, the reclusive old woman lurking by the door. She’d heard the piano playing, after nearly twenty years and shot out of bed to reprimand the trespassers. Instead, she watched with a smile as she noticed you and Tom, dancing and singing her mother's song. She watched, reminded of herself and her late husband when they were your age. She couldn’t stop you now, Donna would have wanted this. To let Aphrodite work her magic once more. She’d seen Tom coming to the island for years, but she’d never seen him act like he does with you. He wouldn’t be caught dead dancing with a feather boa wrapped around his neck, and yet here he was. As she sees the two of you inch closer, the chemistry growing, she leaves you to it, retreating back to her quarters. She knew if anyone could bring Tom into the light, it would be Tanya’s granddaughter. These songs were just as much yours as they were hers, even if you didn’t know it, and she wouldn’t take them away from you.

“I saw something you might like.” Tom breaks the silence with a smile, pulling you towards the box of photographs.

He pulled one out, holding it up to show you. Three women stood on a stage striking a pose in the very same elaborate costumes that you’d rifled through. Handwritten across the bottom of the photo was “Donna and The Dynamos.”

“Look Donna,” You pointed to the woman in the middle, “She must be the one who this place is named after.” You beamed, feeling even more connected to this island.

Tom flipped the photo over and began to read the inscription on the back.

“Donna and The Dynamos, 1979, Donna Sheridan, Rosie Mulligan, and Tanya Leigh-.” He read, before you cut him off, ripping the photo from his hands.

“Tanya Leigh?” You repeated in shot, flipping the picture over to stare at the side profile of the tall brunette that you nearly didn’t recognize.

“What?” Tom asked, concerned.

“That’s my grandmother.” You looked up to him, eyes wide in surprise.

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[atc74]

If You Could Only See

Written for: Me

Pairing: Rob x Me (Robelina)

Warnings: self-doubt, brief mentions of poor body image, fluff

Word Count: 2536 (with lyrics)

Catch up on Say It Like That

I have had this idea rolling around in my head for some time now and how Rob and the boys (well, everyone, really) would react in this situation. I used the song If You Could Only See by Tonic, one of my faves. Thank you to @hannahindie for being an amazingly supportive beta and to @iwantthedean for being the best cheerleader and supporter ever. Love ya both!

Photo credit to my amazing friend @mandileaphotography who takes the most beautiful pictures and fully supports the rabbit hole I have fallen in, mostly because she fuels the fire with pics like this.  

I lay on our king sized bed, alone. The fading sun lit up our bedroom just enough to set off the sparkle in the brand new diamond ring on my left hand. Rob was gone at another convention weekend and I missed him so damn much when he was gone. We knew this wasn’t going to be easy when got together, but, as the reality set in, I didn’t think it was going to be this hard.

“Fuck it!” I pulled myself from the bed and started packing a bag. What good was five weeks vacation if you never really used it? My fiance, the love of my life, was only a plane ride away and I was going to be with him come hell or high water. I sent my boss a text and finished packing. I booked the next flight leaving for Vancouver in just three hours. It was a red eye, but I would be there when he woke up in the morning. I couldn’t wait to wake up to him every morning for the rest of our lives.

Sitting in a near empty terminal at the airport, I pulled out my phone. My guilty pleasure was scrolling through my camera roll just to see his bright shining face. When I ran out of pics to gaze longingly at, I switched over to his Insta. He always posted the most ridiculous pics of the two of us together, or his angry face, which was still adorable. I stopped at the most recent picture of us he had posted. Jensen had captured the moment he popped the question the previous weekend in Minneapolis. I had my arms wrapped around his neck and his smile was so big, despite the tears in his eyes. My heart swelled just thinking about that moment again.

I was happy, but some of the comments caught my attention. I knew I shouldn’t let it get to me, but it did. I was in a low place after my first marriage fell apart and it took a long time to gain that confidence back. Funny how only a couple comments can kick it to the curb in a fraction of a second.

I quickly shook those thoughts from my cluttered mind as my flight was called. I grabbed my carry on and made my way to the gate. Just a few more hours and I would be back in his arms and everything would be okay. Vancouver was two hours behind, so I texted Rob as I settled into my seat.

The Captain came on and I turned my phone off. I wasn’t a nervous flyer, but I couldn’t wait to get to Vancouver and see my love. In a little over three hours I would be landing and prayed that Customs would be smooth and expedient.

~*~

The plane touched down ten minutes early, according to the Captain, and as soon as we were allowed, I turned my phone back on. There was one text from Rob, saying that he was heading out with Rich and the boys, but would call me when he got back to his room, around one in the morning. I checked the time and realized that if I could clear Customs quickly, I would likely be able to meet him at his room. I quickly texted him back and confirmed I would still be up.

Then I texted Rich and filled him on my plan. He said he had it taken care of a couple minutes later. Customs wasn’t busy this time of night and before I knew it I was in a cab on my way to the hotel. I confirmed my “name” with the front desk and they handed me a key. I found the elevator and cursed the damn thing for going so slow. It was already half past twelve. Luckily there was no one else on the lift and I made it to the tenth floor and down the hall to Rob’s room. I let myself in and freshened up. Eight minutes later, I was naked and in his bed, the sheet draped what I hoped was alluringly, over my body. The minutes ticked by and then I heard a commotion in the hall. They were back. Please God, don’t let him invite anyone in, I thought to myself and held my breath.

“Are you guys sure you don’t want to come in for one more?”I heard him call down the hall, but they turned him down. I breathed a sigh of relief as I heard him enter the room and the door click shut. He must have been pouring himself a nightcap, because it took too long for him to reach the bedroom. Rob flipped the light on and his eyes landed on me. It took a moment for him to register what he was seeing, but I saw it when it did. He crossed the room in just a few strides and set his beer on the nightstand.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, his breath shaky as he pulled me into his arms.

“I couldn’t stand being apart this soon after our engagement. I want to be with you, so I flew out and got here as quick as I could,” I held him as tight as he was holding me. I buried my face in his neck and breathed him in, a familiar comfort settling over me.

“Well, now that you are here...what am I going to do with you?” he asked, a sly smile on his face.

“Whatever you like, Mr. Benedict,” I responded coyly, letting the sheet fall from my frame. I had always been a little heavy, but Rob worshipped my body and made me feel like his queen.

“Oh, I like the sound of that Future-Mrs. Benedict,” he laughed and jumped into the bed next to me and I wasted no time stripping him of his signature black button down and black jeans. I was lost to him the moment he walked in and we spent the next few hours wandering aimlessly, exploring each other with only one destination in mind.

~*~

I sat in the green room, waiting for Rob and Rich to finish their opening on Friday morning. Out of habit, I checked my social media. Olivia was staying with my brother for the weekend and I knew my sister-in-law would post new pictures as they enjoyed the beautiful weather and I was right. Clicking the heart, I moved on when I got a new notification from the post Rob made that morning as we enjoyed waffles and strawberries in bed.

The comments were rolling in and the burn of fresh tears stung my eyes. I was better than this. I wasn’t going to let the haters hate. I worked damn hard to change my body and own thoughts about it. Rob helped with that since we started dating and there wasn’t a day that went by when he didn’t tell me how beautiful I was. It was different hearing it from people you didn’t even know.

I quickly wiped the tears away when I heard them introduce the first guest. I pulled myself together and plastered a smile on my face just in time for them to enter the green room.

“Babe, what’s wrong? Have you been crying?” Rob took the seat next to me, taking my hands in his, looking into my eyes. Damn for falling for such an observant and amazing man.

“Yeah, just looking at some pics of Liv that my sister-in-law posted. I miss my girl,” I sniffed, trying to cover my lie. I hated lying to him, but there was no reason we should both be down.

“I know, but we’ll be home soon,” he pulled me into his arms and I felt better already. He and Liv were all I really needed.

~*~

“Hey, Ang! How’s tricks?” Jensen surprised me in the green room, while everyone was doing a sound check.

“Hey Jens! How are you? He hugged me tightly, lifting me off the ground.

“Wanna talk about it?” he looked right through me. Damnit! What was it with all of these men and their powers of observation?!

“Not really,” I looked down at my feet, but he refused to let it go. He pulled me to the loveseat and turned to look at me.

“Is this about the comments on Rob’s Insta post this morning? They’re wrong and we both know it. So does Rob, ya know,” his voice was filled with concern.

“I know, but it still stings a bit,” I looked up at him, fresh tears shining in my eyes. He leaned forward to wipe them away before placing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“I know. But we always have your back, Darlin’. Don’t you forget that,” he hugged me once more before everyone returned to the green room.

“Hey Ackles! Hands off my girl!” Rob yelled across the room.

“Can you blame me? Have you seen this ginger beauty?!” He turned to me with a wink and walked away, pulling Rob with him. They talked for a few moments before Rob joined me.

“Do you know how much I love you?” he looked at me, with such love and adoration in his eyes that I couldn’t help but tear up again.

“More than all the grains of sand on all the beaches in all of the world?” I smiled up at him.

“Even more than that and more and more each day,” he pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was soft and tender and I melted into him.

~*~

“Hey ‘Couver! How we doin’ tonight?” Jensen’s voice boomed through the hotel ballroom. I stood off to the side with Jared, his arm draped casually across my shoulders. Jensen’s greeting was met with whoops and hollers.

“So some of you may know my friends, Rob and Angelina, just got engaged right?” he asked the crowd and received applause and whistles in response. My smile grew as Jared looked down at me, a smile on his own face. Rich stepped up beside me, pecking me on the cheek.

“We got you, Sugar,” he whispered before joining Jensen and the band on stage.

“Well, and I am not saying it was any of you, but there was some hate thrown around at Rob’s fiance this morning. If it was you, and you know who you are, there’s the door,” he threw his arm up and pointed at the exit. “This family is about love and acceptance and we always have your back, but that means you have to have ours too, and our significant others. There is no room for hate here. Hey Robby, you got something you wanna say?”

The band started playing a familiar song, one of my favorites and I felt myself get choked up as Rob started singing. Jared moved behind me and wrapped me in a bear hug, swaying us gently to the music.

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Well you got your reasons

And you got your lies

And you got your manipulations

They cut me down to size

Sayin' you love but you don't

You give your love but you won't

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Seems the road less traveled

Shows happiness unraveled

And you got to take a little dirt

To keep what you love

That's what you gotta do

Sayin' you love but you don't

You give your love but you won't

You're stretching out your arms to something that's just not there

Sayin' you love where you stand

Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

Sayin' you love but you don't

You give your love but you won't

Sayin' you love where you stand

Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me

Then maybe you would understand

Why I feel this way about our love

And what I must do

If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says

When she says she loves me

The song ended to full applause and a standing ovation. Rob walked over to me, releasing me from Jared and pulled me into a hug, kissing me soundly. As he pulled away, he grabbed my hand leading me back to the stage with him. With Rob on one side and Jensen on the other, I felt so loved. That was until we were joined by Rich and Jared. Then Misha, Kim, Brianna, David, Adam, Ruth stood beside us. Even Chris, Billy, Stephen and Mike set down their instruments and filled in the circle. My heart had never been fuller. With my hand tightly in Rob’s, I stepped up to the microphone.

“Thank you family,” I bowed, Rob still next to me and we walked of the stage hand in hand surrounded by our friends and family.

~*~

“Hey Baby, I need you to come with me to photo ops,” Rob told me that morning as we dressed.

“Why? I really have no desire to watch women put their hands on what’s mine all day. Knowing it happens and watching it are two different things,” I told him as I finished applying my mascara. I fluffed my hair one more time and walked out into the bedroom. I had chosen my SPN Love shirt covered by a white and blue flannel. Rob was also wearing a black and gray flannel and we laughed together at our coordinating plaids.

“No, you don’t have to stay. Schmelke just wants a picture since we didn’t get one in Minneapolis last weekend,” he told me.

“Well, I suppose I can handle having him take a picture of us, but then I am going to the gold panel,” I grinned as he rolled his eyes.

~*~

“Thanks guys! I got it and it looks fabulous,” Chris shouted over the music and I left Rob’s embrace to look at the shots he had taken, but he quickly passed the camera off to his assistant. “You better get out of here before they let the masses in!”

I was sitting in Jared and Jensen’s Gold panel when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I looked at the notification; it was a new email from Chris. I opened the attachment and a smile broke out across my face. I immediately saved it and posted it to my Insta.

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