stronger | catthew (discontinued)

chapter fourteen

a/n: tHIS STORY HAS NO PLOT LMAOAOAOAOOA BUT I HAD A WHOLE CHAPTER OF CATTHEW AND IM ON MY PHONE AND THE PAGE RESET AND I LOST EVERYTHIJG AND I SAT THERE AND I ALMOST CRIED IT TOOK MW SO LONG TO WRITE FUKC THIS STORY THIS CHAPTER IS SKATE AND SAMMY I DONT EVEN CARE ANYMORE

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*nate's point of view*

The thing I have learned from knowing Sam my whole life (and dating him for three months) was that he is the biggest tease ever.

My leg bounced up and down as I sat in the big chair that spins in the studio. I pulled my leg up to sit cross-legged and felt a fimilar pair of eyes on me. I glanced up from my phone to meet his warm eyes.

"Hey babe," he said with a charming smile and his phone raised, recording me.

I lifted my hand up to cover my face, "why do you always do this to meeeee?"

He laughed and made room for him on my chair and stopped recording me and let his long fingers rest on the inside of my thigh. I rested my head on his shoulder and watched him as he scrolled through his snapchat.

"We have to head up to magcon in a couple hours," I reminded the bright-eyed boy because I knew he forgot in the whirlwind of everything.

"Fuck," he sighed, "I forgot. Let's just head up to meet Cam and Nash right now."

His warmth disappeared as he stood up from next to me and I whined. I drug myself up from the spinning chair and reached for Sam's hand in the dark lights of the studio. I purposely let my hand fall on the inside of his thigh instead of his hand and mumbled a quick "sorry".

"I thought I was supposed to be the tease," he laughed his angelic laugh I fell in love with, and flashed me a smile.

"Yeah but I gotta do something to keep up with my boy, now don't I?"

"Mmmmh," he hummed, sliding his phone in his pocket and his fingers intertwining with mine, "but the fans know I'm the real daddy, and even Johnson."

I stopped suddenly causing Sam to stop walking, "Johnson?"

Sam's eyebrows knitted together before he realized what he said and quickly tugged my hand, "that was a joke."

I tugged his hand back, and dropped it. I stood firmly, eyes staring into his. "No it wasn't because I remember I was watching their younow when he said that about you.... what happened between you two?"

"Nothing," Sam's large hands gripped the sides of my face, "now baby, let Daddy handle everything and you just chill because he has Jack and I have you."

"Okay," I whispered, dimples appearing. "Okay."

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My eyes connected with her sign at magcon almost instantly. I couldn't help but let the giggle slip out of my lips before nudging Sam in his ribs hard and titling my head towards her sign. Sam's jaw visually clenched and unclenched as he looked down at me and rolled his eyes at my giddy expression.

"Think whatever you want, princess."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed Johnson's microphone and pointed at the girl, "hey, babe. Nice sign."

The sign read and I quote: "NATE IS DADDY AF"

I gave Jack his microphone back, flashed the girl a simply smile, and passed Sam with a smirk and a laugh.

I settled down on a speaker and just watched Sam for the rest of the show, really not interested in anything but him.