Not only did Sam move to the murder capital, known as 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗮. He met a girl he immediately fell for. Not only did he grew to care and love her, he also felt a powerful need to protect 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 at all cost. Even if it meant risk...
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As I pulled up to Sams house. Well his grandpas house. He runs up to my car before I could get out.
"Hey" he smiled as he opens the car door for me.
"Hey, nice crib" I laughed as he walked me up to the front door.
"I know right, vintage"
Immediately when we walked in, Sams mom wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her embrace.
"It is so nice to finally meet you!" She said into my hair
"You too, thanks for having me over" I smiled
"Sam has told me so much about you! You are even more gorgeous then he says!"
"Ma!" Sam gave his mom an embarrassed look. He finally intertwined our hands and pulled me away from his mom
"Dinner is almost ready kids" his mom told us as we both went upstairs
"Okay!" Sam yelled back. I took a good look around his room seeing all the comic books and posters he had. He had a big poster of molly Ringwall on his closet door. His closet door was cracked open however I could see some type of animal in there. I open the door to see a bunch of stuffed animals piled in his closet.
"What the hell is this?" I laughed as I picked up stuffed bunny with eagle wings attached to it
"Ah my grandpa has a hobbit of stuffing animals and has been giving them to me all week" Sam chuckled. I shut the closet door and sat down on his bed next to him.
"Ur moms nice" I say. My eyes wondering up his body and finally to his eyes
"She can be a lot"
"I like it"
The was a moment of silence when Sam shifted his body closer to mine. I could feel the heat from his body and his minty breath hitting mine. He let out a shaker breath before licking his lips and saying
"You look really pretty"
I let out a nerves laugh "thank you, you don't look to bad yourself"
Was this it?
Was sam Emerson going to kiss me?
He leaned into me more. Our faces only inches apart. Our lips brushed up against each other's when Sams mom opened the door. Sam and I quickly stood up and away from each other.
"Could you h-, oh did I interrupt somthing?" Sams mom stuttered. Sam and I looked at each other and shook our heads
"N-no, what do you need?"
Sams mom looked back and forth at us "I was wondering if you could help me with the salad"
"Yes of course!" I take my jacket off and set it on Sams bed.
I heard Sam silently cursing to himself before following me down to the kitchen.
