Do you love me yet? //Deena x Sam (fear street)

VII

Once they arrived at Deena's place, she helped Sam out of the car and lead her into her house.

-Don't make too much noise. My brother is probably asleep, okay? So shhh., whispered Deena.

-Shhhhhhhh!, replied Sam a little too loud. 

Luckily, her dad wasn't home. Probably out drinking. She lead Sam to her bedroom.

-I need to pee., said the blonde girl once in Deena's room.

The brunette sighed and walked Sam to the bathroom.

-You gotta do this part alone tho., said the brunette closing the door.

Once she heard the toilet flush and Sam's whisper yelling, she walked back in, helping Sam walk.

-You're nice...and pretty. Really really really pre-, started Sam but she made a weird sound.

Deena looked at her and realized that she was about to throw up. She quickly walked back with Sam to the bathroom, holding her hair as the blonde girl vomited. Unfortunately, there was some of the puke that landed on Sam's clothes. Deena sighed and made sure that they girl was done and finally got up again with her, walking her to the bedroom once again. She helped her sit down on the bed.

-Stay here, I'll get you some clean clothes., said the brunette, felling like she was talking to a little kid. 

She turned around and looked through her closet. She found a cute sweater with many colors. (hihi, yes, that sweater) She grabbed a pair of jogging and turned back to Sam who was now sleeping.

-Goddamn it Sam., whispered Deena.

The brunette walked up to her and awkwardly started undressing her, being respectful and not looking or staring, simply getting her dressed as fast as possible. Once the blonde girl was fully dressed with the brunette's clothes, Deena helped her lay on the bed correctly and pulled the blanket over Sam. The brunette grabbed Sam's dirty clothes and went to her basement, putting some products on the stains and putting the clothes in the washing machine. She put a program for it to be done in 30 minutes. She had to wait or else the clothes would still be wet. She walked back to her room and looked at the clock. 10:17pm. She looked at the blonde girl who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Deena quickly changed into her pajamas and then walked to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and something against headaches. She put it on the nightstand next to the bed for the blonde girl to take in the morning. She grabbed a pillow and a second blanket, putting it on the floor. She glanced at the clock. 10:31pm. She sighed. 16 minutes left to go. She went to check on Josh, opening the door slowly and hearing some snoring. An empty box of pizza was on his desk. She smiled softly and closed the door again. She walked to the kitchen and put some empty bottle of beer away. She sat by the window for a little while, looking at the moon. Finally 10:47pm. She walked back downstairs, grabbed Sam's clothes and hanged them, to dry them. She walked back to her bedroom, checked on the blonde girl who was still sleeping peacefully and laid down on her floor, where she had put the blanket and pillow. Was it the most comfortable thing to do? No. But Deena didn't want Sam to wake up next to her in completely new clothes. That would probably be too much for the blonde girl.

That's when Deena thought about what the blonde had said. First that she didn't hate and that she maybe even liked her a little too much? And pretty? She shouldn't overanalyze that. Or overthink it. She tried to fall asleep and eventually managed to do so. 

She woke up at 7am, as usual. Got up and looked at Sam who was sleeping with her lips slightly parted. Deena smiled softly at the sight but then shook her head, walking away with some clothes. She went to the bathroom and changed into some new clothes. She then went downstairs and walked to Sam's clothes, which were finally dry and didn't have any puke on them anymore. She grabbed them and walked back to her room. Sam was now awake and sitting on the bed, more confused than ever. She then looked at Deena at the door frame and looked even more confused than she was before. She looked down at herself and touched her clothes, frowning. 

-Hey., said Deena walking in.

-Hi?, frowned the blonde girl.

-Do you remember everything about last night?, asked the brunette with a light chuckle, getting to see Sam like that.

-Most of it, yes. But I don't remember putting these clothes on., replied Sam looking up at Deena.

-You puked on your clothes, so I got some clean once but you fell asleep before you could change into them, so I had to change you. Here are your clothes by the way. I washed them., explained Deena handing her the clothes.

-You changed me?, said Sam with an unsure tone.

-Don't be weird about it. I didn't touch you or check you out. I simply changed you and put you to bed. That's all., swore the brunette.

-No, no. I believe you. And uhm, thanks about the thing with my ex. I got too wasted and the next thing I knew, I was upstairs with him and he was groping me., thanked Sam.

-Oh, no, don't mention it. Drunk Sam is obviously not into that dude., chuckled Deena.

-Neither is sober Sam., replied the blonde girl.

-Alright, well, I'll let you get changed., said the brunette wanting to walk out.

-Wait, uhm...do you remember those things I said last night?, wondered the Sam.

-Oh, that. Yeah. But don't worry, you were drunk. Everyone says weird stuff that they don't mean when they're drunk., replied Deena.

-Yeah. Yeah, exactly., said Sam clearly disappointed.

-Soooo, I'll let you get changed?, repeated the brunette once again.

-Yup., nodded the other girl.

Deena was about to walk when she remember.

-Oh, I got you some water and aspirin for your head, just in case. So yeah. I'll leave you alone now., smiled Deena about to close the door.

-Wait! Deena, I...,started Sam but she didn't know how to continue.

¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨A/N: here you go, another update! but that probably mean that you won't get an update tomorrow sooooo yeah! Enjoy soft Deena!