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Sam Wilkinson

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You watch as the flame gets bigger and bigger. You continue putting small items into the pit, as you watch it burn. You were having a small bonfire with your friends, including the Jacks, and Sam.

Getting lost into the mist, you didn't notice the boys' actions next to you. "Y/N." You hear someone call your name. You turn around to see Sam. He smiled at you as he wore his tribal sweatshirt. "Yeah?" you smile back realizing how cute he was. You almost forgot you had a yearly crush on him.
"Sit over here, you won't get burn." He says patting the seat next to him. You turn to see the fire as it grows bigger in size. It was getting hotter by the minute. You get up from your seat, sitting down next to Sam. "That's huge." You then say as you both look at the campfire. "Yeah, Jack knows how to make them good." He laughs as he places his elbows on his knees. You knew something was missing, you scan to see all of these people by your bonfire socializing.

"Smores." You then say as if a lightbulb lit up in your head. "Yumm." You then hear Sam say as you grab the tray of graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolates.
You watch as everyone grabs what they need, including the sticks. They start to roast their marshmallows as you hold onto your sweatshirt feeling the cold wind. Sam sits back next to you as he makes his smore. "Want one?" He asks holding it out. "I'm good." You say back.
"It's gooood, why don't you make one?"
"Too lazy to do all of that." You say knowing it actually was the truth. "Here." Sam says sitting closer to you. He holds his plate under the smore, as he puts it in your mouth. You take a bite of the gooey chocolate, covering your mouth. You giggle to yourself knowing that Sam Wilkinson was feeding you a smore.
"How cute, you guys." Jack Johnson says with a girly voice. You roll your eyes as Sam laughs. "I heard smore's were healthy for you." He says as he continues to eat. "Yeah right." You shake your head. You feel your body shiver again as a rush of cold wind blows across your face. You burry your face in your light-material sweatshirt, regretting as to why you even wore this.
"Are you cold?" you then hear Sam as you feel the flames in your face. "A little." You say ignoring the fact that he was trying to help. As Sam finishes his smore, he stands up from his seat. "Sam, what are you?"
"Here." He says pulling his sweatshirt off. As he takes it off, he pulls his t-shirt midway, revealing his abs. You smile to yourself as he notices. "Oh shit." He mumbles as he takes the sweatshirt off placing it in your lap. "You don't have to." You say looking at him. "Put it on, I don't want you to get sick." He grins as you slip it over your head. "You look like Sammy." Jack Gilinsky says as the boys all surround the fire. "What are they doing?" You ask Sam as you watch them.
"I think they're starting the game." He says. "What game?"
"Every bonfire, they bet each other who could jump the highest."
"Like jump the fire?" You widen your eyes knowing you were with a bunch of idiots. Sam wasn't acting completely innocent, you knew he joined in too. "Yeah, it's entertaining." He chuckles as he touches his knee against yours. You notice looking down at it. "Body heat." He says.
You laugh to yourself as the boys announce to everyone. "Guys, we're starting, who's going first?"
You look around as Jack J started to jump up and down. "You guys are pussies." He says as he takes a step back. You felt guilt inside suddenly, you were scared. What if they got hurt?
"GO!" Jack screams as he takes off. He runs with force as he hops off from the group, jumping over the big flame. "Ah shit." He groans as he looks down to his pants. You knew Jack was good at jumping, considering his place in basketball. "Sam, your turn." Gilinsky says pointing to him. "No way, man." He says putting his hands up. "C'mon, leave Y/N for a minute, she wouldn't mind." Jack says. You laugh as you smell the cologne that was left on Sam's sweatshirt.
"Not a chance, dude." Sam refuses as Jack J walks over to you both. "Let's play truth or dare."
You agreed thinking it was better than, jumping over a stupid fire. "Y/N, truth or dare." Jack asks you. "Dare."
"I dare you to kiss Sam if he jumps the fire." He smiles evily with Gilinsky by his side. "I hate you guys." You laugh as you look over to Sam, whose cheeks were slightly red. "It was a dare." Jack shrugs as Sam smiles to you. "Alright." He stands up as you walk over to the other side of the fire. "Now, remember Y/N, you have to kiss him when he lands." They remind you as you roll your eyes. "Guys, I'm not dumb."
You hear the boys count down, finding Sam jump over the fire. In your opinion, it looked as if he was going in slow motion. He gracefully moves his legs before him, with the flames behind him. He looked at you and half smiled as he landed, he held your waist for balance as he squints his eyes. "I hate doing that." He admits as you place your hands on his shoulders. You bite your lip as you look down to his. Before you knew it, he had his lips placed against yours. You moved them in sync, blocking everyone out. It was only you and Sam. You run your fingers in his hair as he moves his hands under the sweatshirt you were wearing.

"OK OK OK." You then hear. It was Jack J.
"We can either continue with the game, or...get a room for you guys." Jack G laughs as you blush. "C'mon." Sam smiles taking your hand in his. You both sit back down to your seats continuing to play the game.

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