He Tastes Like Soda

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Y/n's POV

A week later

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I was playing with my food, while Nico rambled on about a new Marvel movie. Of course I love Marvel but my stomach was flipped upside down. The cafeteria was quite loud today except for the whole team, with the exception of Nico, who likes talking his problems away and pretending they don't exist.

I mean it's a good strategy but I'm too worried about tomorrow's game. For the past week all everyone has done or said was in relation to hockey, practices became an everyday thing and play books were studied more in preparation for the last game before the championship.

We needed to win this game or we wouldn't have enough wins to participate, the stress was more on Sam and Flow than the rest of us. I understand that they're super nervous but I've done everything in my willpower to distract them from the problem at play.

" hey did you guys hear, Nirvana came out with a new song." I said.

Lie

The entire team turned their heads to look at me, Nirvana was the one band we always played music from in the locker rooms. No matter what kind of day we had , Nirvana got us in the hockey mood.

Everyone except Flow and Sam turned their heads, pretending to be interested in green beans to mask the nervousness was a pretty easy job. But when Sam didn't turn his head to me , I knew it really bothered him.

The whole team was on edge today, suddenly the anticipation built up more and suddenly we would rather skip to the next day already than go to Disneyland or a Taylor Swift concert.

The bell rang and we all stood up and headed our separate ways. I had Spanish with Jake and Flow. As we walked into the class a wave of cold air hit me, and that could mean only one thing. Lacy Lewis was in the classroom. She sat down and applied another layer of lip gloss, the whole class she didn't bother me and you could say I was grateful.

time skip brought to you by Nico's attitude ;)

School had ended and I walked out of the building to see Sam already waiting for me. Though I knew tomorrow's game was bothering him I still found it sweet that it didn't really mess  with our friendship. I walked up to him with a smile and said hi, he smiled too and said hey back.

We both got our skateboards and skated to Sam's house. We didn't have practice today so Sam and I decided to go to his house and work on a science project. The day was a bit chilly and cold air traveled down my spine as I dismounted my skateboard and left it next to the door.

Sam unlocked the door and we both walked in to see the house empty except for Kristy and her friends hanging out in her room. We climbed up the stairs past Kristy's room and straight to Sam's, I chucked my backpack to a corner and jumped on to Sam's comfy bed.

I hear Sam chuckle at my actions and drop his skateboard on the ground along with his backpack and sit on top of my legs. "NOOOO STOP SAM!" I yelled as he pretended to not hear me.

He starts laughing as I try to get him off me, "Sam it's not funny get off!" but he only keeps on laughing until I finally get him off me and start slapping him on the shoulder.

"OWWW what was that for?" he asked while holding the arm I just slapped. I looked at him in pure annoyance as we slowly erupted into fits of giggles.

I missed times like these, though they happen literally once a week it never gets old. The funny jokes we both make and the laughter in it all makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

For a hot minute all the worries in my head and heart left me and all that was left were thoughts about how stupid Sam is. I never understood how important a relationship with someone could mean but I'll never forget how my favorite person makes me laugh even when I'm on the verge of crying.

Our laughing dies down slowly as we both lie down on his bed thinking idiotic thoughts and trying to catch our breaths. After a few minutes I get up and try to pull Sam off the bed so we can do our work. "Sam, come on get up, we have science homework to do ." "No please can't we just relax for a few more minutes?" "no get up now" I use all my might to pull him up and we start working on our science project.

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Two hours later

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Believe it or not me and Sam actually finished our project, after finishing we ended up just watching Shrek. We literally watch Shrek three times a week and to our advantage it NEVER gets old.

After watching Shrek, Sam goes downstairs and I steal one of his hoodies and put it in my bag.I was wearing a sports bra and sweatpants and I felt super tired so then I went downstairs to go bother Sam.

It's a daily routine to bother Sam so I went to go do that.

I went downstairs and saw Sam making Mac and Cheese so I hugged him from the back and said " Hi". Sam said hi back and let me take over stirring the pot.

I was adding some more cheese when I felt Sam's hand snake around my waist and his head on my shoulder. I don't know why but I immediately got butterflies but I shoved down those creatures and continued stirring the pot.

As soon as I was done with the mac and cheese, I turned around and Sam was super close to my face. I blushed so hard I felt the rosy tint attack my face.

I caught Sam looking at my lips and quickly started back into my eyes again, I took this as a sign to lean in. He leaned in as well, our lips were so close. I could tell Sam couldn't handle it, he slid a hand down my waist again and pulled me in for the best kiss of my life.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as Sam put one hand on the back of my neck and the other on my hip.

I don't know what happened to me but I really felt weak. At this point we were dead ass making out for a whole 10 seconds before I heard a bunch of squeals.

We pulled apart and saw the entire Baby Sitters Club squealing and the entire room erupted into awwes. The only person that wasn't looking generally happy was Stacy.

We all knew she had a crush on Sam but I seriously didn't care at the moment. All I cared about was that I just kissed my best friend and I liked it! And I'm pretty sure I like him a lot.

Plus he tasted like soda, my favorite soda.

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