Waiting For You // sequel to N&F

Chapter 11

I woke up panting, and in tears. I fell asleep in Stefans room again.
Sam came in, and rushed over right when he saw me. "El, are you okay? Did anyone hurt you?" I shook my head.
"Just a terrible dream, I'm fine."

My hand touched his chest, where he got shot. But nothing was there, no bandaging or nothing. He didn't wince, he just looked at me like I was crazy.
My dreams were damn insane, I won't be able to think straight for at least another week. It just felt so real.

Sam pulled me up from my chair and he hugged me, tightly for a long time. I wanted to stay there, he made me feel different. I almost forgot what it was like, when he held me like this. When we danced to records. When life was absolutely perfect.

I know I didn't deserve this, nobody does. I don't know how I ever trusted Tarver in the first place.
At least Sam is safe. And alive. I don't know what would have happened to any of us if Sam got hurt.

Sam was leaning in, about to kiss me like he was about to once before Tarver showed.
Centimeters apart, so close. His lips, were so close to mine. About to finally touch for the first time in 4 years.

Stefan woke up and started coughing. He drank water, and stared at us. Sam was now sitting down and I stood standing, my knees were stiff, I couldn't move.
The silky effect, everyone.

"So, was I in another coma?"
I laughed but then stopped. "No, sorry. Nothing happened, right Silky?"
Sam choked on the vitamin water he was drinking. And it got all over his white shirt.
And of course if that happens to guys they have immediate permission to take their shirts off. Sam threw his shirt across the room, and I squealed and put my hands over my eyes.

"El, I'm not naked, and it's not anything you haven't seen before. I'm silky." He winked at me and went into the bathroom. My eyes were wide, and I looked over at Stefan who was on the verge of bursting into laughter.
"Shut the fuck up Stefan, it's not what it looks like okay?"

He shook his head and went onto his phone. I laughed a little and I was about to walk out of his room, but then I remembered I was strictly not aloud to leave without Sam.

Good news, Stefan was being released in a week and I was so excited to have him home.

Sam came back out with one of Stefans shirts, another white one. Guys.
Stefan waved goodbye, and we left to Sams place. I didn't see Tarver anywhere, but I already felt safe. I got into the passenger seat, and I put my head on Sams shoulder. He drove off, and we listened to Halsey on our way home.

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We got to Sams and I walk inside to see Peyton and Emily sitting on the couch talking. Peyton sees me walk through the door, and she runs to hug me. "Shit, El, you scared me to death."

We went into another room and I told her everything that happened and she was in tears. "Peyton, don't cry, its okay, I'm fine!"
"I'm sorry, I just can't believe, Tarver and"

I hugged her again and she calmed down. "Max is coming out soon." She slurred to a whisper. "I saw Sam looking at you as you walked into the house, El if you're not seeing it I sure as hell am. He's crazy about you." I smiled a little at her words.

"And you totally feel the same way, holy shit El!" I put my hand over her mouth, and shushed her. "Shut up! He can hear us!" She laughed, and I did too.
Then Peyton left to her hotel, and I went down to watch Netflix with Emily and Sam. It was probably 1 in the morning, I wasn't tired.

I sat in between the two, and Sam pulled me to him. Emily had work tomorrow so she went to bed upstairs, and that left Sam and I alone.
My legs were across Sams legs and he was hugging my waist, while I rested my head on his shoulder.

He put his hand on my thigh and looked at me. "I feel that if I try to kiss you, there will be something stopping us." I smiled at him and leaned in. Once they were closer, and closer, they were about to touch.

And then

Just like that

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Sam kissed me. My heart was beating out of my chest, these lips I haven't kissed in 4 years. Sparks, I felt sparks. My fingers ran through his hair, and his arms hugged me closer than before.

He looked into my eyes, and I knew that I could never ignore this. I could never forget about this moment, his thumb lightly brushing back and forth on my cheek.

I fell asleep in his arms, thankful for him. I knew after this time away, I could never leave him. He was always there to protect me. He loved me and that's all I cared about.