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If It Wasn't For You, I'd Be So Lost. I'm So Glad You Came Into My Life

Sam Fender x Reader

You were sitting having your daily morning coffee, your vinyls playing in the background as you comprehended the day ahead of you. Today was Sam's, your best friend, album launch party.

You saw first hand how much he enjoyed making this album and how much it means to him. You are so incredibly proud of him and this album definitely is your favourite. He based the whole album on growing up in North Shields as a teenager, he told little stories through each song which always melted your heart. Being there through his teenage years, you understand every single word in the little stories making the album just that little more special for you.

You and Sam had grown up together, meeting when you were eleven starting secondary. He was getting punched every day by this other boy and one day you stepped in and kicked the other kid in the balls so he never hit Sam again. Since that day, you and Sam have been inseparable and you even tour around with Sam as his photographer while you work on your blog.

You had no secrets from each other, well that's what Sam thought. Secretly, you had been crushing on Sam since you were sixteen. That day you walked into the pub and it hit you like a brick as you saw Sam laughing with the local punters as he poured pints.

You had moved on several times, you had dated other people thinking your feelings had gone but they were always in the background. After your most recent breakup, they had hit you like a ton of bricks. Luckily, you had a work trip in Paris for a month so you hadn't seen or properly spoken to him in a while.

However, today you were going to his party and facing him. So that explains why as you finish your coffee and the vinyl comes to an end, you stand there with a look of worry.

Luckily, you had photos that needed editing and a blog post to write to distract you until you needed to get ready.

You spent the next few hours making it through various vinyls, photos and eventually uploading your blog post on time.

You looked up at the clock to see you had three hours until you had to be at the venue, meaning you had to face reality and get ready to face your childhood best friend, the person you had fallen for massively.

You curled your hair as Holly Humberstone played in the background.

"So I'll try not to say what I mean when I call you up" played through the speakers as your phone buzzed and Sam's name appeared. You answered after taking a deep breath.

"Aye there she is Paris girl" Sam says as his face appears on your phone screen.

"You know me Fender, always a Shields girl" you say with a smile and let a piece of your hair fall.

"Always pet, anyway I just rang to let you know the cab will be at yours for half six so make sure you're ready and have had a cigarette by then" he says with a smirk.

"You didn't have to book me a taxi, I can do that myself" you say, unamused.

"Yeah yeah" he says, rolling his eyes.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready?" you ask as you pick up another piece of hair.

"I'm going to now mam, see you soon pet" he says with a smirk at the use of his nickname.

"See you soon and I'm not your mother" you say, putting down the phone.

I won't lie after the call, the smile would not leave my face but it's all pointless. To him I will always be his childhood best friend.

Eventually two hours later, you are completely ready. Your hair done, your makeup done, your outfit on and cigarette in hand as you wait for the taxi.

As you get into the taxi, the nerves hit you hard and the realisation that even though you have avoided these feelings for ten years right now they you can't avoid them anymore.