"Have a good night last night then?" Dean asked as we made our way towards a taxi to the studio.
"Was decent, aye." Sam said, covering up the fact we performed the devil's tango more than once.
"By the sounds of her, it seemed more than decent. Try be a bit more quiet next time, right?" Dean laughed.
I had never felt more awkward than I had at that moment. I hadn't known the lad one day, yet he had heard me take part in a private activity.
"You alreet? You've gone quiet, darlin'." Sam chimed as we sat in the back of the taxi, me in the middle with the lads either side of me.
"Just tired, still not recovered from Reading yet." I sighed, tossing my head onto his shoulder.
"You divnt have to come to the studio mind, I'll tek you back up after dinner or something." he offered, placing a hand on my thigh.
"No, your fine. I want to see yous at work." I smiled, blinking back the sleep.
"No pressure then." he murmered before his head turned to look out the window.
"Is this me for the rest of the week? The third wheel?" Dean complained.
"Leave is alone man, can a man not enjoy some time with his girlfriend?" Sam laughed, then his smile disappeared upon realising he'd outed us to Dean.
"I'm not shocked. I won't tell the lads, but don't keep it from them too long." Dean snorted.
"Fuck sake man Sam." I giggled, taking his hand in mine.
*****
Evelyn sent a photo
^viewed by Mam, Dad, Bailey, Yvonne, Bradley and Tyler
Evelyn: This is Sam, my boyfriend.
Bradley: Congrats sis xxx
Mam: My baby's all big now. Sending yous all the love ❤️
Yvonne: Yous look lush together x
Evelyn: He's well excited to meet yous all, will have to properly introduce yous when we r back in Shields xx
Dad: 👍
Bailey: Great, another babysitter 😉
Evelyn: Funny 😐
Yvonne: Ur never not with them, Lee, dunno what u mean babysitters
Bradley: Exposed... 😬
*****
Now I had to make up a whole story on how the two of us met, I can't be going around saying that it was a one night stand. The only one in my family who knew and would only know is Bradley.
"They seem fine with it, Sam. Pack the panicking in now." I soothed, sitting on the sofa in the recording studio as Sam sat next to me.
He seemed to be scribing something down- a song. But he wouldn't tell me about it, nor would he show me it.
"What you on about now man?" he snapped at me, looking up from his notepad.
"Nowt." I mumbled, hiding myself in my hoodie I wore.
He nodded, then turned back to his notes, writing harsher this time.
This stressed side of Sam was scaring me, he had no right to take it out on me. So why should I stand for it?
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Fiksi PenggemarAfter a life-changing break up with her ex, Evelyn Jonston decides it would be a good idea to limit her heartbreak by going on a girls night out around her hometown. But what she hadn't planned was to meet an upcoming superstar, who'd turn out to be...
