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Sammy's POV

My head physically hurt from the excessive crying I had been doing. Tears continued to stream down my cheeks and I didn't know how to make it stop. My throat felt dry and scratchy, my skin burned. I placed my head into my hands and placed my elbows on my knees. I had to have looked completely defeated at the moment but I didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore.

A cool breeze blew and I cursed myself for not bringing a jacket. The tears didn't help. Goosebumps began to rise on my arms and I considered going home but that would mean facing my mom which would also mean her questioning the tears.

I heard footsteps next to me but expected them to pass but when I felt a light tap on my shoulder, I lifted my head gently to see who had come to me in my time of distress.

Asher Robinson was in the grade below me, he was 16. I was 17. His brother was in my class. He has brown eyes and brown curls that sat on top of his head. He had a pretty face, good body, and there wasn't one girl in high school that didn't throw herself at him. Except me. Asher had never been very nice to me, actually I don't think I could recall a time where he was ever nice to me. Why was he standing next to me?

"Here." He had a sweatshirt in his hand that was extended out to me. I was hesitant to take it at first but when someone like Asher Robinson offers to do something nice for you, you don't turn down the offer.

I slipped my arms through the hoodie and immediately felt the warmth it offered, "thanks."

He nodded and proceeded to sit down next to me, "Why are you crying, Sammy?"

I let out a breath of air I didn't realize I was holding, "It's Carson. We broke up last week, which I'm sure you knew because the entire school knows, but he told me tonight that I was an annoying bitch and he never loved me anyway."

After a few seconds of silence I spoke again, "and I have no idea why I just told you that and I have no idea why you're suddenly interested in sitting next to me."

Asher shrugged, "You looked like you needed some company."

I raised an eyebrow at him. He smiled at me and I felt my insides flutter before he spoke again, "Carson is an idiot. You're not an annoying bitch."

"Well it seems like you think so too..." I trailed off and he seemed to understand what I was implying.

A frustrated hand was ran through his hair, "Look I'm sorry Sammy. I know I've treated you shitty for the past year but I promise it's not because I think you're annoying."

I was silent for a moment, "Why then?"

"Because I wanted what Carson had."

All of the oxygen in my lungs deflated and I felt like I was choking on the air trying to escape. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion and Asher must've have picked up on it.

"I like you Sammy."

A small smile appeared on my face at his words and suddenly everything clicked. He was mean to me because he was jealous.

"You should've said something sooner."

Asher let out a light chuckle, "Can I make up for lost time?"

This was the first time I allowed my eyes to meet his. Big brown orbs stared back at me as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, igniting more flutterings inside of me.

"Let me help you forget about him."

When I didn't answer him, he slipped his hand into mine and pulled me up to stand. He brought his other hand to wipe away a few stray tears and I could've sworn he could hear my heart pounding away within my chest. His eyes wandered down to my lips and before I knew it, his lips landed on mine. It wasn't heated or rushed; it was slow and gentle, saying a thousand different things at once. What confused me were the butterflies in my stomach and the burning sensation that was left behind from his touch.

All too soon he pulled away and, for the first time in awhile, I was left dazed. He smiled down at me and pulled me flush against his body.

"That's something I've wanted to do for awhile now, Sammy."

I could feel heat rush to my cheeks and my head was screaming at me to walk away before getting in any deeper. But I was never one to listen to my head, my heart always made decisions. And it felt like my heart wanted me to stay right here next to Asher Robinson.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 19, 2021 ⏰

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