Overprotective Sam

𝘼𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝘼𝙣𝙭𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮

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Sam's heart raced, watching hopelessly as his friend got shoved into a cop car. Blue and red lights flickered around him, sirens blaring repeatedly in his ears. The Ireland boys were also in quite a predicament, talking with the cops as they were forced to tell their story. Sam gulped as a mental battle went on in his head as he wondered what to do. Should he take action? Maybe he'd run away and grab Colby. Sam just wanted to help the brunette, knowing that his anxiety was probably going through the roof.

Sam sat in the cop car uselessly, his hands trapped behind him by metal cuffs. There was a cold burn, his wrists unbelievably sore from the amount of thrashing used. Sam's head perked up, watching as Colby talked to the cops as calmly as possible. Sam knew he was extremely worried, who wouldn't be? Even Sam was worried, but not for himself. He was worried about Colby, his outfit giving a vulnerable vibe for prison. Let's just say the Justin Bieber shirt made him an easy target, his nails making it worse.

Suddenly, Colby's face turned pale, Sam watching as the color leaked from his features and distress became his main emotion. What was happening? Sam was clueless, he constantly wanted to help and protect his dread-filled friend. Sam fought the urge to kick the door, fought the urge to shout and yell until the attention was on him and not Colby. He knew this was serious, he knew Colby was scared and yet Sam couldn't help him. Colby's head dropped to his chest blankly as he was led into a cop car. The door slammed shut behind Colby, Sam watching with caution.

Sam watched as a cop entered the other car, the vehicle behind driven off and leaving Sam with the others. Pitifully, Sam watched as the cops walked over toward him, watching as they chuckled lightly at their joke. Sam scowled at them, watching as their eyes directed to him. One of the cops scowled as well, giving Sam a death glare as the other one just smiled gently, having a bubbly personality. 

Both front doors of the car opened, and the cops slipped in and shut the door. They didn't acknowledge Sam yet, turning on their radio as they listened to other cops. Suddenly, the mischievous cop turned toward him, sending him a glare as he talked,

"You have the right to remain silent, kid. Don't ask questions, we know you're up to something." Sam felt anger control him as he felt a growing rage beneath him, the need to know Colby's whereabouts was strong.

"Where's Colby?" Sam asked with gritted teeth, fighting back his rage with an extreme amount of effort as he didn't want to make his situation most relevant. The nicer cop sighed, driving as he kept his eyes on the road. 

"Don't worry, kid. You guys can meet up with each other at the station." The nicer cop stated, not smiling as he hid something from Sam. Sam's mind noticed the cop's discomfort, noticing how the topic of Colby was very low. What's wrong with Colby? What didn't Sam know about? Sam didn't ask the questions verbally, but his mind raced with questions over and over again mentally.

What did Colby do?..

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Sam sighed, his wrists being cuffed harshly behind his back as he was led into the station, two police officers by his side. Sam scowled at people, seeing how easy to judge they were as they gave him dirty looks. Sam was shoved forcefully into a room, seeing multiple chairs. Suddenly, familiar blue eyes met his, the piercing bright blue beautiful as they were filled with fear. Sam gulped, fighting back tears as he rushed over to his friend.

"Sam!" Colby cried, running up to him as well, feeling his heart race with relief. They collided together, Colby wrapping his arms around Sam's neck and stuffing his face into the crook of his neck, the familiar scent overly comforting. Colby fought tears, feeling Sam give his back a tight squeeze, not releasing him any time soon. "I-I... I'm so glad you're here..." Colby mumbled into his neck, not letting go of Sam. Sam chuckled wetly, he, himself, fighting off tears as well.