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We're Not Just Friends And You Fucking Know It

Sam Fender x Y/N

Me and Sam had been friends since birth; Inseparable from day one. It was always us two against everything. When we were kids we would both come home covered in mud. When we were teenagers you faced the hurt and reality together. Now as adults we have the mentality of when we were kids and the bond of when you were teenagers when we are together.

Sam was there for me through everything. When my mum died and I moved in with my grandparents officially, Sam was there. When I got hurt by boys who were never as good as I thought, Sam was there. When my anxiety or depression was bad, Sam was there. Through thick and thin, Sam was there.

The same goes for me. Sam had me by his side when he was in pain or when he needed a laugh. When he went through everything with his dad, I was there. When his mum became ill, I was there. Through thick and I was there.

I just never realised through all of it, we were falling for each other at the same speed.

Today I had been running around with adrenaline coursing through your body. Sam was coming home after being away touring the UK, his new album had been a big hit. His management had been working him like crazy but today he was coming back home to his roots, the famous North Shields.

I loved how proud Sam was here to be from here and the memories you had dotted around the place together.

I was currently on your way to Sam's mothers house as she had invited me over as she regularly does so I could catch up with Sam.

Sam's mum is like mine, she constantly fusses over me and is always there for me when you need a break from taking care of my grandparents. Sam loves the bond we have.

As you walk into the house, I am instantly greeted with the familiar sound of Sam's accent.

As soon as I shut the door, I see Sam running over to me and picking you up. The smile on my face turned into a giggle. My arms wrapped around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist.

"You alreet pet" Sam asks, causing my neck to tingle.

"Definitely, now you are back. What about you, busy bee?" I ask as he drops me to the floor and grabs my hand leading me to the kitchen where his mum was.

"Brilliant now I am with my favourite girls" Sam says, passing me a cuppa as we sit at the kitchen table.

"Right now tell us everything about the tour and how brilliant it was" I say.

Sam then proceeded to fill us both on everything that he and his band got up to and the trouble they caused.

"I bet you had all the girls swooning over you while you were on that stage sweetheart" Sam's mum said, causing heat to rush to his cheeks.

"Mam!" Sam said, growing embarrassed.

"Oh stop getting embarrassed, I agree with your mam. I bet they were" I laugh.

"Aye stop it you two" Sam says, pointing at us both.

"Okay, okay! Anyway that reminds me y/n, do you still want me to see if that boy is available" Sam's mother asks, referring to a boy she wants to set me up with.

"Erm maybe" I say as I feel Sam's blue eyes staring me down.

"Okay, I will leave you two children to catch up pet" Sam's mum says going to the front room.

"So who is this boy?" Sam asks as I go to rinse our cups for another cuppa.

"One of your mum's friends' sons. She wants to set me up with since I haven't dated since you know who" I explain, clicking the kettle on and sitting on the counter as Sam takes over.

Sam nods, his mood slightly changing but I decided to not mention it.

"Aye how is the photography going then?" Sam asks as he finishes the drinks and passes me one.

"Really good, I have had lots of shoots and even more coming up after Christmas. I'm loving it" I say, talking about my career and passion.

"Aye show me some of your recent pictures then" Sam says with a smirk, he loves how passionate I get about my work.

We spent the next hour going through my recent shoots. Me talking passionately about all of them.

"I'm proud of you, you know. You're smashing it in the photography business" Sam says with a small smile causing the heat to rise in my face. "I'm going to have to take you on my european tour with me"

"I'm proud of you too, Fender. You are doing amazing in music at the minute, the recent album is smashing it. I love it but you know Will We Talk will always be my favourite" I tease him.

"Oh shut up you" Sam says.

We spent the rest of the day, talking with each other and his mum and watching rubbish tv that is just the best English tv.

Sam suddenly took my hand and led me upstairs to his room, leaving me confused.

"I have some guitar riffs I want to show you" Sam says reaching for his Fender Jazzmaster.

I leaned against the headboard of his bed and brought my knees to my chest. I loved watching him play.

He started playing, I loved the way when he played he closed his eyes and nodded along to the beat. The proudness in his eyes when he loved a chord he did.

I took my phone out of my back pocket, I had to capture this moment and the way he looked.

This went on for a while, him playing, me taking pictures. It felt like when we were teenagers again.

As Sam put his guitar away, I yawned, causing him to look at me.

"Tired pet?" Sam asked as he sat next to me.

"Yeah I woke up early due to the excitement of seeing you" I say with a small smile.

"Come on then, I'll walk you home" he says, leading me downstairs to get my things and to put our shoes and coats on.

We walked down the familiar streets in a comfortable silence, our hands brushing against each other.

I felt the mood return to what he was like in the kitchen when his mum was talking about that boy.

"Okay what is up with you?" I sigh.

"What are ya on about?" Sam asks, looking over at me.

"I mean how you changed moods in the kitchen when your mam brought up that boy and again now" I say, leading him to sit over on the curb.

"I just think that you are going to get hurt again" Sam sighs, sitting down.

I instantly knew that wasn't it.

"Okay you don't know him and your mum likes him. Also I haven't said yes and I know that isn't it. What is it really?" I ask, looking into his blue eyes.

"I'm jealous, okay" He murmurs.

"Sam we would never work, we are just friends" I say, even though it caused me pain to say.

This made him stand in the streetlight illuminated streets, his anger clear.

"We're not just friends and you fucking know it!" Sam shouted as I stood up.

"You're right I do know it and I'm scared because it's us. But at the same time I have wanted it since we were thirteen. You know me and you love me better than anyone" I shout back, tears clouding my eyes.

Sam suddenly stepped forward as the rain started to pour. His left hand met my cheek and moved some hair that had gone onto my face. His lips suddenly went forward and grazed my own.

When my hands went around his neck, Sam took this as a sign to do what he was thinking. His lips suddenly moved against mine, our lips moving in sync as the rain poured down on us.

We pulled away and both chuckled.

"Always got to be in the style of drama, us two aye pet" Sam chuckles as my head fell into his neck, both of us smiling.