Soccer Boy =(

Chapter 16: What an Ending

~~two months later~~

//Sam's POV//

Our anniversary is at the end of the week. We'll be together for an entire year on Friday. I've been talking to Chuck and Amara about publishing just one simple copy of The Story of Us, using his doodles as the cover. In fact a couple of days after he showed me those doodles in my sketchbook that's when I decided that I'll actually follow through with talking to them.

Group Chat: Light & Dark Publications

Chuck is typing...

Amara- THE BOOK IS DONE!!

Chuck- I know you're at school, and you'll have practice but the book is completed and is ready for pick up

Chuck- like Amara so simply stated

Sam- Great! Is it alright if I swing by after practice with Dean?

Amara- Of course! I'll still be here Chuck won't because he's lame

Sam- more and more I get where Gabe gets it from

Chuck- you're not wrong, now pay attention Sam

Sam- Thanks again, I'll see you later

Chuck- No problem

Amara- see ya!

"Whomst doth haveth...oh! Who has your attention instead of me?" Gabriel asks as he slides his worksheet across to me.

"Dean, telling me he might be a little late when he has to get me from practice." Mental note to tell Dean.

"Oh! Well, can you look those over." I nod as I look over his worksheet for English.

"Looks good except for number nine."

"It's Jack London not Ray Bradbury right?"

"Correct, those stories and books are dry anyways." Gabriel nods with a rather enthusiastic 'mmhmm' I smile to myself.

"Alrighty well I'm done with that. Wanna play tic tac toe?"

"Sure." I chuckle.

~~lunch~~

Sam- When you pick up Gabe and if he asks about why you'll be late just bullshit him and leave early because after practice we have to go by L&D to get my book for him

Dean- Okay, if that's the case I'll just go to the diner and pick you up food because the parental units are working hella late and I don't want to cook

Sam- sounds good

Gabe sits down, "again Whomst?"

"Just trying to pass the time until you finally get here." I smile, he smiles back along with an eye roll.

"I'm needy and have been having some fucked dreams." Gabriel nonchalantly says, I give him a soft concerned look, "I'll tell you when you get home from practice."

"Okay, you know I love you."

"I know and I love you too." We ate our lunch in silence, then Gabe got up and threw his trash away, so nicely taking mine.

~~eighth hour~~

Gabe and I are in the library in our usual spot. I grab his hand and kiss it, he smiles. "You're cute, y'know?"

"Mhm, you're cuter though." I say with a little exasperation to be dramatic. Gabe caught onto that and chuckled.

"You're silly." I shrug, I let go of his hand so I can adjust. Then I pull him so he's on me, lying diagonally across me. Gabe smiles then leans up and kisses my jaw. "I'm in love with you... ooh ooh what are we doing Friday night?"