In the Making of Forever (R5 Love Story)

Chapter 7: The Samantha Project

Chapter 7: The Samantha Project

~Samantha's POV~ (After Lynches dropped her off at Justin's place)

"Bye!" I yelled to the Lynches van, pulling out of the driveway. I walked right into Justin's house like I had millions of times before. He was sitting on his couch in the living room with his friend, Ryan, playing some video game. I snuck up behind him, covering his eyes with my hands. "Guess whoooooo." I said in an Austrailian accent. I failed miserably but.... who cares? He smiled and pretended to think.

"Well, whoever it is, they have a terrible Austrailian accent." he high fived Ryan. They both laughed at me. I eventually started laughing with them. He took my hands off his eyes and turned around, smiling. He quickly gave me a hug.

"Wanna play?" Ryan asked, offering me a controller. I quickly shok my head. I didn't like playing video games.... Especially with Justin (he always beats me). He laughed at me and quit playing. Ryan got the jist and made up an excuse to leave. He was gone in about 10 minutes. I laughed as the door closed behind him.

"He didn't have to leave, Jels." I said, using his nicname I made for him two years ago. I had accendently spilled jelly on him... How? I have no clue myself actually. He had just laughed it off and I called him Jels from then on. He laughed and took my hand.

"Well, I spend time with Ryan all the time. I never get to spend any time with you anymore since you became a model and all." he sighed. He quickly smiled again. I raised an eyebrow at him. He laughed again.

"Sorry... You know me and Haley have always wanted to grow up and become famous for something." I let go of his hand. He shrugged. He had always supported me for the seven years we've known each other, but he didn't like the idea of not hanging out with me as much as we used to. Before either of us started out career, we would hang out all the time. I smiled, remembering the time we played in the sprinkler outside my house in the summer. When we were 12, he kissed me. It was the day before I moved to Kentucky when I lived in Canada. We lost contact but then found each other when I moved to Canada for a year. We were together for that year but when I moved back to Kentucky, we broke up. We both didn't think a long distance would work. When he became famous, we found each other again. We decided that we would just be friends. At times, we would act like we were still together, but we never really were. I kind of missed that...

"Well, you finally got what you wanted, Spot." he winked at me. I smiled. He came up with my nickname, Spot, when we were 11. I had just gotten a new puppy for my birthday. I had named him Patches. The puppy had gotten muddy and the first thing he did was jump on me. He had played in some dirty, sewer water. The next day, I had chicken pox. Justin came over and was first to notice the spots on my body. He laughed at me and called me Spot from then on.

"Yeah I guess we did..." I smiled. "But, you also got what you wanted." He looked down, his smile fading.

"I didn't get everything I wanted, Samantha." he sighed. I raised an eyebrow in confusion, no longer smiling. What could he have not gotten? He cleared his throat, blushing a bit. He looked..... nervous?

"Justin, what's wrong?" I asked. He shrugged it off.

"Nothing, Samantha.... It's getting late. You staying the night?" he asked, his smile reappearing. I nodded and ran into his room, Justin close at my heels. I giggled and plopped down on his bed. Whenever I stayed the night, I always slept on his bed while he slept on the floor. He quickly got his air matress from his closet and blew it up with the... blow-up-machine-thingy. While it was airing up, he sat down beside me, resting his hand on mine. I smiled as he looked deeply into my eyes. He started to lean in. What the heck?