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Sam Wilkinson

You tapped your fingers absorbing down more and more alcohol. What was so good about it anyways? You felt free in your own little world. You lean down on the table as everyone stood surrounding. Most of you played beer pong. The black cups were set up on both ends of the table as you examined the moves. Dozens of beer lite bottles were scattered around the house; needless to say, it was your typical high school party. You came with your boyfriend; Sammy.

He was the one known for the good looks, perfect basketball player, even the pothead. It was normal though. You decided to let everything go, why should you worry about him? "Do you need a drink babe?" you hear him ask you, placing his hands on your skin. "No." you smile hoping he wouldn't leave you. He nods his head putting his arm around you. "Sam, y/n, are you in next round?" you turn to see Jack G.

Jack J was on the other team as he holds the ball in his hands. You look to Sam who then puts his hand in your jean pocket. Lightly squeezing it, he rejects. "Nah, but y/n will play." He says smirking over to you. "Why aren't you?" you ask curiously. "Someone's going to have to take care of you." He grins as you stare blankly at him; should you be offended or appreciated?
You felt a mixture of both, ignoring his comment. You walk over next to Jack G. "You going crazy tonight?" he asks you as he starts to set up the cups. "I guess." You shrug your shoulders glancing back at Sam. He winked at you, automatically flushing your cheeks. "This one's for you, y/n." Jack J shouts from the other end of the table. You knew Jack had a good aim when it came to balls (lol).
He squinted his eyes as he tossed the ball over to the pile of cups, making it bounce in. "Ohh!" Jack and his other team mate yells as you frown over to Jack G. "Hey, it was for you." He smiles pulling the cup over to you. You take one big gulp drenching the beer in one sip. You hear cheering from the room as he squeeze your eyes shut. "Fuck, he has to do it again." You say to yourself.
"Hey, Jack, miss it this time would ya?" Sam says. Jack laughs as he drops the ball on the table. You watch as it bounces off, hopping into another cup. You roll your eyes drinking it again. "Next ones are on you." You say to Gilinsky as he chuckles.
The game continues as you and Jack share the drinks. Sam stood closely behind as you made a couple of shots. You were offered some vodka from your friends. You happily thanked them as you felt the rush of alcohol in your system. You liked the feeling; it felt different. You then extraneously, felt as if the room was spinning. Everything seemed numb to you, including Sam. Were you day dreaming?
You started to lose your balance holding onto Sam, placing your head in his warm neck.
Jack passes his turn over to Gilinsky finally dismissing yourself from the table. "You guys could go fuck now." They say as Sam rolls his eyes. "Guys...you know I would never."
You automatically storm away from his arms, leaving the presence. You didn't exactly know where you were going, and from looking at it, you knew you weren't going quite far. "Y/n!" you hear Sam's sweet voice behind you. "What." You spat standing straight. You hold the wall to keep yourself up. "Why did you leave like that?"
"Why did you tell them, you would never." You say quoting his lines. "I meant I would never take advantage of you silly." He says coming closer up to you. You cross your arms on your chest as you slightly give in to his charm. "You won't!" you say. "I'd be such a dick, if I tried anything." he explains putting his arm against the wall. "I won't tell anyone." You smile sweetly. "Babe, you won't even remember it." He says as you join in his laughter, holding on to his arm. "You're no fun." You frown turning the other way. You knew you were acting like a baby, but you had no control. "You're highly intoxicated."

"You're fucking highly intoxicated." You say back pushing him against the wall. You had no intentions of doing so. "Woah, I didn't know I was that strong." You say imagining yourself. "Oh, you wish." He smirks as he hugs onto you. "Are you saying I'm not strong?"
You stood in Sam's arms as you struggle to get out. "Try getting out, and then you'll be strong."
"Fine." You say as you wiggle your body. He tightens his grip as you groan a bit. "Sammy." You whine finally giving up. Sam looks down at you, as you somewhat see a glimpse in his eyes. You stared back seeing your reflection. Before you knew it, his lips were on top of yours. It wasn't a rough kiss; it was a gentle soft peck. You feel his warm hands on your ass, as you wrap your hands around his neck. You continued for a while until you heard a big bang from the other room. You stop as you put your head on his chest. "What the hell was that." Sam says as he pulls you in. You sigh as you spot Gilinsky on top of the table. He was drenched with the beer as the cups laid on the floor. "What are you guys doing." Sam says squinting his eyes from the bright light. "Y/N WE FUCKING WON." Jack screams as he runs over to you. He picks you up spinning you around in his arms. You scrunch your nose together as you slap his arm. "You're all wet Jack!" you complain. "I bet you're wet from Sammy too" he winks back at you as he starts to run away in victory.