Blind

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"Sophia!" I heard Sam call after the concert.
I turned to see Sam running up to me, "Wow, I've never ran that much."
I smirked as I Sam him bend over with his hands on his knees. The skimpy little fucker gave me a wink and stood up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to burst on you like that. I really love you and-"

I grabbed him and kissed him roughly. I heard Jimmys shoes and the sound of the drop of a coffee cup. He smiled into the kiss and held the back of my head as I held his collar. It was magical.

We had finally made up, I never wanted to go through something like this again. So, we made a pact, (not a blood pact, so don't worry) a pact to never leave each others side, and to love no matter what.
We had a good time after the concert, fans had come from all areas to see Sam and I perform, even little girls!
I never imagined myself autographing things for people. Only on checks, well if you consider that an autograph.
He smiled at me and flopped his hand around signaling to me that it hurt, I did the same and some girls in front of him giggled.
There were some crazy fans there also, one asked me to sign her watch, which was a Michael Khors watch. Another asked Sam and I to drink from a Fiji bottle (which Sam did without hestiating) and then asked us to autograph it.
Another fan mistook Sam for John Newman. It was hilarious as Sam kindly told the lady that he was not John Newman. She looked sad then she smiled, 'At least I get to meet an incredible singer.' She said while hugging Sam and I.

About 14,000 photos and autographs later, both my (left) wrist and jaw hurt. I could tell that Sam felt the same pain as me.
"My room?" Sam said as we stopped in front of the hotel (Hilton).
"As long as its not a one night stand."
"With you? Oh never, why have you for one night when I can have you forever?"
"Okay Thomas Paine."

This would be the first time seeing our room since we came to Dallas, it seemed like a nice place to stay.
Sam and I practically raced each other to his room which was on the 15th floor across from mine.

He opened the door and we both awed, it was beautiful. Sam and I both set our bags on the floor inside and shut the door. We jumped on the bed and fell down together.

"Hey! I need to show you a new album I worked on, here's a song."

He played the song and it sounded freaking amazing, I nodded my head to the beat and danced with him.

"You like it? It's called 'Bad day all week'. It's Jimmys favorite."
"I love it!" I said jumping towards him, "And I love you too."
I said kissing him, we were in love, we were blind.

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