(Y/N's POV)
"Sammy we need to talk."
I firmly said into the phone. "About what?" He questioned after a long pause, even though he knew what this was about. "We need to talk about us, and where we stand." I sighed running a hand through my wet hair. Sammy sighed also, "Y/N I love yo-"
"Stop." I cut him off, I couldn't let him manipulate my mind with words. "B-But I thought we settled this? I thought that you agreed to be mine. Y/N what the hell is going on?" He ranted voice filled with worry. "Sammy do you really love me." I ignored his last rant, biting my lip in anticipation. "O-Of c-course I do." Sam stumbled to get his words across. "How?" I challenged. There was silence from the other end of the phone. "I don't understand Y/N, why are you doubting me now." He tried to flip this on me.
"Because in this case there's two different types of love Sammy and you need to understand that. There's the type where two people want to spend eternity with each other in an intimate way, help each other through thick and thin, and they will always go back to each other no matter the circumstances. Then there's the type where two people can support one another, and always be there to support them without that intimate relationship." I shakily said.
Once again, silence from the other in. "And your saying all of this to me because." He dryly chuckled. But it came out kind of dark. Like he didn't care about anything I just said, no matter how heartfelt and meaningful it was it didn't have any concern to him. "I needed you to hear that, before you hear my decision." I sighed deeply into the phone. "Well um, thanks, I guess. But you should really understand Y/N that Nate will never love you like I do. Never."
His choice of words kinda making me shudder at how dark it sounded. "Y-You should get some rest. Their gonna discharge you tomorrow and your gonna need your strength." I mumbled. "You're right, see you tomorrow?" He asked. "Mmhm." I murmured, my mind somewhere else. Then he hung up and I let my phone fall to my bed. I grabbed the gold chain sitting on my nightstand and hugged it to my chest. It had his scent on it since he wore it all the time.
I couldn't deny I missed him even if it's only been hours. But I knew I needed to give him his space and time, it may be days, weeks, months, or even years before I would see him again. But I needed to be sure with whoever I went with so it was okay. I felt my phone buzz and I grabbed it and saw that j had a text from him. I mentally squealed and opened it.
Skate💋🎤: I'll love you no matter what lil'mama, and I'll always be crazy about you❤️
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(Jack Johnson's POV)
Today Sammy was getting out of the hospital and all of the boys (except Nate of course) were here to help. But Nash, and Jack G were hella mad at him but I forced them to come anyway. The car we drove to pick Sam up in was in front of the hospital as we saw a nurse roll him out in a wheelchair. Sammy looked embarrassed, since there was nothing wrong with his leg and he could stand up perfectly fine. Once she got to our car Sam got in and everyone greeted him.
"So where you wanna go?" Asked Foushee in the front seat behind the wheel. "Just home." He said sitting his head on the window. Foushee shrugged and we drove in the direction of Sammy's house. I noticed throughout the ride how sad he seemed, like a lot was troubling him. Once we got there I walked him to his door but stopped him for a second. "You alright?" I asked raising an eyebrow in suspension. "Yeah J, I'm fine." He gave me a quick dap before heading inside closing the door behind him.
That still didn't shake the suspense I had towards him. In for some mysterious, unknown reason I knew I needed to be there when she told Him and Skate who she was gonna be with next week, or something worse than heartbreak was gonna happen.
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One Week Later
(Y/N's POV)
I sat on the couch nervousness completely taking over my body. This was it, I was finally making my decision. I knew this would be hard and complicated for the person I decided against but it was all for the better. I was 100% sure about my choice and had no second thoughts about him. He was the one I truly wanted and I was sure we'd spend all the rest of our days together. I sighed contently at the thought of him. But was brought back with a knock at my door.
I went to go open it to see Sammy. He was looking much better except a few scars but those would heal over time. "Hey." I smiled bringing him into s hug. But he half heartily hugged me back, his energy was intense and I quickly unwrapped my arms from around him. "A-Are you okay Sam?" I asked my brows furrowed in confusion. All Sammy did was nod and he sat down.
Then 15 minutes later there was knocking on the door again. I knew that it was Nate but Sam didn't,so I was afraid of how they were gonna react. I opened it and saw Skate. He smiled slightly and took a deep breath before I gave him a hug. He embraced me back tightly and I smiled loving being in his arms again. Then he noticed Sam looking at him with wide eyes. "What the fuck Is he doing here?" Nate said in surprise.
"That's non of your damn business." Sam spat. I just shook my head ushering Nate to a different couch. "Look both of you were wrong okay. Sammy you choose the worst and definitely not best time to admit your feelings. Why couldn't you just sit down and talk to us like an adult instead of a jealous asshole." I said to him in a scolding manner. "But how was I wrong, he was the one being a jackass." Nate harshly spat.
"You shouldn't of reacted the way you did Nate, I mean you put him in a damn hospital just for telling the truth. What did you want for him to lie to you." I scoffed. Skate looked down and I could see he was ashamed of his actions. "Both of you are suppose to be forgiving to one another. You've been best friends forever." I sighed. But Sam just rolled his eyes and Nate chewed on his lip and looked down in his lap. "Just get on with it Y/N, Nate and I won't ever have the same friendship we used to. So there's no use trying." Sammy uttered.
I was taken aback by his out burst but quickly gathered my thoughts. "I think I'm ready to say this. I hope that both of you will accept it, and know that I'll always care about you." I said studying their faces.
"And my choice is...."
