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I think I'm falling in love with you and I'm terrified

Sam Fender x Reader 

You woke up wrapped in Sam's arms after yet another night of lustful events. There's a feeling of warmth in your heart and you could lay there like that for hours.

As soon as you heard his breathing in your ear, your flight reaction kicked in. Before you know it, you're removing yourself from his grasp and reaching for your clothes.

"What are you doing, pet?" Sam says, his morning voice evident which is almost enough to make you get back in the bed and in his hold.

"I have to go home and get ready for work, but I'll see you tonight at the party" you say, slipping on last night's dress.

"Stay please" he says as you leave through the door.

Your heart breaks with guilt as you walk outside. You hate doing this to him but it's for yours and his protection.

You walk home, dying to curl up on the sofa with a vinyl and contemplate everything.

Soon as you walk upstairs, you put your phone on charge not daring to look at your messages. You grab some fresh underwear as well as some leggings out of your drawer before looking for a hoodie. You know you shouldn't but when you see a jumper Sam left here months ago before everything started between you two, you can't stop yourself from slipping it on.

You walk downstairs, sighing to yourself before walking to where your record player was and picking up a Julia Michaels vinyl to play in the background. You make a cup of tea while the first song plays.

You decide to not let yourself dwell on everything and do some of your work.

That's how you spend the next seven hours, vinyl after vinyl, cuppa after cuppa and work after work.

You then notice the time on your computer and see you have an hour and a half until the party, so you decide to get ready.

You run upstairs, slipping into your shower to freshen up. When you get out and look at yourself in the mirror, all you can think is what a mess you are.

You get dressed before going downstairs pouring yourself a glass of wine to calm yourself. You go back into your bathroom with your glass, heating up your straighteners.

You straighten every piece of your hair and do your makeup while drinking every drop of your wine. Once you're ready, you grab your phone and purse before walking to the pub where the party was being held.

You walk in the building, straight away seeing Sam in the back talking to his mates. Before you can even contemplate going over, you go over to the bar ordering yourself a drink.

Once you have tasted the sweet mix of Jack Daniels and Coke, you feel a little bit of you get ready to face the boy you want to so badly avoid.

You greet the boys even Sam who had saved a seat for you, but you still went to the seat near Dean.

You guys spent the next hour talking as you fuelled more and more of your body with drinks.

"I'm going to dance" you announce to the boys before downing your drink and walking over to the dance floor.

You start swaying your hips to some Arctic Monkeys song in the background, your black dress outlining every inch of your curves.

Suddenly you feel two hands on your hips, and someone pressed up to your back. Lips coming to your ear.

"Flaunting this body now, are we pet?" his familiar voice rings in your ears.

You don't reply, instead you lean your head back and continue to grind against him as his lips work on your neck.

"See I thought this body belonged to me darling" he whispers in your ear and before you know it your senses come alive.

"I need air" is all you say as you leave Sam standing there and walk outside.

You push your back against a wall as his words replay in your mind.

Soon you see the familiar someone walk outside and is in front of you.

"Y/n will you stop being weird with me and tell me what's going on because other than when we are having sex, all you do is run away from me" he says, hurt in his eyes.

You back yourself away from the wall, trying to escape but he grabs your wrist.

"Please" he begs.

You look down to the floor and take a breath before trying to find the words.

"I think I'm falling in love with you and I'm terrified," you admit.

Sam's mouth moulds into a smirk.

"You shouldn't be terrified, love" is all he says.

"Yes, I should. Sam, we have been friends for years, you should know I don't do feelings especially love yet here I am. Completely falling for you and I shouldn't have said anything because I'm a mess evidently and you don't love me back" you rant.

"Don't make assumptions about my feelings, pet" Sam says before pulling you close to him.

His lips touch yours and it's not long before you're wrapped in this lustful loving makeout with him. Your back against the wall, his lips kissing your jawline.

"I've always loved you, I've just been waiting for you darling" he whispers in your ear.