|Sparks Fly| A Hawk/Sam Fanfiction

Chapter 20: Forever

*Sam's P.O.V*

Driving to Hawk's house is very nerve-wracking to me. Despite Demetri telling me that he won't yell, I can't help but feel like he would.

It's taking me a lot to actually agree to go and visit him. To listen to what he has to stay. I can only hope that it goes well.

So I pulled up to his house and parked in the front.

It took me a minute to get out of my car because I still wasn't prepared.

But I took a few deep breaths before I got out of my car and then started to walk towards his front door.

I can't back out even if I wanted to.

I'm just scared.

But here goes nothing.

I knocked on the front door and waited for him to answer. It took him a few seconds before he stood in front of me.

He looked shocked when he first saw me but then he instantly started to relax.

"Hi." I said.

"Hi." He said back, keeping his eyes on me.

It's so awkward when we aren't saying anything, just staring at each other. I started to second guess myself and think that it was a mistake coming here.

"Would you like to come in?" He asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. "I would love to."

He opened the door wider for me to come inside his house and I walked in, with him closing the door and following me to the living room.

He asked me if I wanted anything to drink and I told him that I'm okay. I wasn't thirsty at the moment.

I just want to talk to him about everything.

I sighed and then started talking, "I heard you saw Miguel and I hugging at the dojo."

Might as well get the ball rolling.

He looked at me with a sad expression. "Yeah, and then I got drunk afterwards. It made me feel all icky."

"You don't need to be jealous of Miguel." I told him.

"I can't help but be jealous."

Am I hearing this right? Hawk is jealous of Miguel? I never would've expected that.

"Miguel is out of the picture. We're just friends." I said, "Like I said the last time I was at your house, I want to be with you."

He gave me a look that I couldn't quite read at first. I thought he was going to say something entirely different but what he said next completely surprised me.

"I want to be with you too." He said.

"You do?" I questioned.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Then why did you ask for distance and wanted me to leave you alone?"

"I wanted to push you away because I knew my emotions were getting the best of me." He explained, "I was losing control. I knew I was but I denied it. Plus, I knew if I asked for distance then it would be easier for us to keep this whole thing a secret. But me being away from you only made me want to be with you much more."

"You hurt me, you know? When you asked for distance and wanted me to leave you alone. Then the argument we had at the school made me feel so much worse because I missed you but also mad at you at the same time. I hate myself for how I treated you too, though. By not letting you explain yourself. I should've listened."