Broken (SamElica Love Story)

The Sleepover *Part 2*

*VIOLET'S P.O.V*

We walked the rest of the way home, hand in hand. I may have fallen once or twice for him to catch me by the waist. Like in the movies. It was romantic yet horrifying.

That only lasted about 5 minutes before we were back to actually walking to his house. I must admit that he cleans up nicely for a guy that has had next to no girlfriends because every single one of them was a total bitch.

For the most part we just talked about how we haven't seen each other since the last time he had a track meet or the last time I had a football game. He would always come to my games, no matter what.

We got a little off topic after that, talking about why narwhals have horns and what they needed it for. How fairies may or may not exist and how my team won the Junior Elite Grey cup last season.

Okay, I'm boring you with a lot of details so I'm just gonna get on with the story.

When we got to his house, he went to go get me a towel while I stood in the doorway of his front door (how very nice of you, Sammy). There was a vibration in my purse, so by instinct, I reached in and grabbed my phone. A blocked number had texted me a message saying: 'You'll always be mine.'

I sighed. It was probably Matthew again, the stupid prick. Thinks he can get any girl he wanted just by making a bet with someone three days beforehand. Please.

He was cute, yes, but his personality? Yeah, no thank you.

Sam got back with my favorite towel (It was a limited edition Marcelene towel from Comic-Con that Sam got for me last year).

"I left this here?!" I said, amazed by the fact that it's been here the whole time. Good going, Violet. You really put yourself out there.

"Remember that time you came over to swim with me? Yeah, you left it here by accident." He said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Oh, right." I got out.

We headed upstairs to his room after I greeted his mom after 6390472616 years. We hugged and it's all good.

He headed for his drawer and got the one with my stuff in it. And he was telling the truth. I see my old Batman tank top, my cotton candy colored shorts and some other stuff I couldn't make out.

"Your other stuff is in the closet on the right. It's labeled 'Violet's Private Girly Stuff That Sam Didn't Touch'."

"Oh, how very clever of you." I rolled my eyes.

"I didn't touch it, really! I asked my mom to do it yesterday and she said I had to learn how to treat a lady nicely one of these days."

"Why yesterday though?" I said as I headed over to the closet and opened the bright blue wooden door.

"Because it was crowding up my drawer. I also bought new shirts yesterday and I didn't know where to put them." He shrugged.

While I got dressed in his bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror. Some of my mascara was running but I just dabbed some toilet paper to get rid of the black ink running down my cheek.

After that I got dressed in one of Sam's shirts and cupcake pajama bottoms. I threw my other clothes in the hamper (Mrs. Daniel doesn't really mind unless its too much) and headed back into the room. Sam had the decency to change into a grey shirt and Superman shorts.

He was looking at movies on his shelf for us to watch. He finally decided on 'How To Train Your Dragon 2'.

We headed downstairs and I went into the kitchen to make some popcorn. When it was done, I grabbed a huge bowl and poured it in. It smelled heavenly.

I went into the living room to find Sam already sitting on the couch. I put the popcorn on the coffee table and layed my head on Sam's lap. I could swear I saw a smile on his face.

We just continued watching the movie like that. It was almost 3 in the morning when we finished our third movie. Well, Sam was already asleep. So, I got up and put the bowl in the sink and went upstairs. I grabbed a pillow and a blanket then headed back down. I put the pillow under Sam's head then threw the blanket over him.

I turned off the DVD player and the TV then went over to the couch. I sat there for a while and then I layed down beside him. I wrapped the blanket around us. I felt him move his arm protectively around my waist.

I smiled.