The Only Exception | W2S

THREE.

There will be mentions of mental health disorders in this book, so please take care whilst reading. I love and appreciate all of you ❤️‍🩹

"Welcome back to another episode of The Fellas podcast, and today we're joined by the podcast queen herself, Miss Holly Peterson!" Cal introduces, immediately making me feel comfortable.

Cathy had reached out once again, explaining that Cal and Chip had personally requested me for their podcast after the Sidemen video had gone public. Talking shit was my favourite thing to do, so it had been an easy yes.

"Hello! Thanks for having me, I promise I'll not to talk too much shit today," I laugh, cosying up on the sofa, just opposite from the two men.

"No, no, please chat away. I'd rather listen to you chat shit than listen to this mug over here," Chip said, playfully teasing Cal.

"I'll try my best! I can't lie, it feels weird being the guest on the podcast, I'm used to doing it solo or inviting other people onto mine," I say, but it's a nice change.

"That's a good place to start, actually! So you started your podcast in twenty eighteen, right?" Cal asks, taking a sip from his drink.

I nod my head, confirming into the mic. "Mhm, yep. I started it just after I graduated from uni, just because I was a little bit lost on what I wanted to do in life. I had no clue it would lead to any of this," I admitted.

"What did you do at uni?" Chip asks, as we fall into a comfortable rhythm of asking and answering questions.

"I studied sociology at the University of Bristol. It was great - I love Bristol, I go back and visit as much as I can. But yeah, graduated from that - with a first, but for some reason my brain decided it would be a great idea to yap in front of a camera," I laugh.

"There's the word everyone is loving! How do you feel about creating one of the most viral words of twenty-twenty four?"

"What, yap? I used it - you know, I actually can't remember why I started saying it. But I suppose people liked the word, I mean - it's a great fucking word. Yap. Yapper. Yapping. See, it's what I'm best at doing," I laugh, already going off on a tangent.

"This one here is a yapper, too. Can't get him to shut up," Cal laughs. "So, you moved to London...last April?"

"That's right. I live with two very good friends of mine, George Clarkey and Arthur TV, and let me tell you, it is never a boring day in that apartment. We nearly always have someone over, and the amount of times the kitchen has nearly been burnt down is incredible. You wouldn't believe it."

"We definitely can believe it, Mr TV is a dangerous man in the kitchen."

"Exactly! But no, I love living with them. They're great people, and they've helped me through a lot," I say.

"About that," Cal starts, looking a little unsure if he should proceed, but does so anyway. "We can cut this out if you want, but did you want to talk about your -" he starts, but I know where this is going.

"About my relationship? Yeah, that's fine. I'm very much over it now! If you'd tried talking with me about this a few months ago I would've shot you down straight away," I laugh, and Cal and Chip both look more relaxed with my answer.

"So, you dated Matthew Leigh for four years, correct?" Chip asks, and I nod my head.

"Yeah. Twenty-twenty, to early last year."

"He's the guy that posted the three hundred and sixty five day workout challenge, right?" Cal asks, and I nod my head again.

"Yeah, bit of a fitness nerd. I was into it back then, I enjoyed exercising. Kind of just can't be bothered with it anymore, if I'm honest. I'd much rather sit in bed with a glass of wine now."