He's just another bad boy

Chapter 63

|| Y/N's POV ||

I answered the phone.

"You may not know me Y/N but j know you. Matt's mine now and if you keep trying to get in the middle of us then more things will happen. Okay good bye now." she hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Sam asked grabbing a can of Coke from the fridge.

"I don't know but they threatened me to stay away from Matt." I spoke a little scared.

"Y/N I would never let anything happen to you." he caressing my cheek.

-

It's been a full week and I have been eating a lot more and cutting less.

But I'm still scared.

Matt's next stop is here LA and I honestly don't want to go but I promised Gilinsky is go see their show.

"Hey are we going to the show?!" Sam asked me rubbing his hands together.

"For Gilinsky." I sighed plopping myself on his bed.

"Okay so tomorrow the show starts at 12:30 in the after noon. So we should leave like a 11:00 and we're invited for the back stage thing so we can hang out with them." he said going through his closet.

"I don't even know what I'm gonna wear." I said frustrated.

"Want to go shopping? my treat!" He said grabbing his car keys.

"No no I'm good. G got me a butt-load of clothes before he left, I'll just see what I have." I said standing up.

"Hey I love you." Sam said hugging me and picking me up from behind.

"Ya ya." I said getting out of his grip.

I walked into my room and looked through me closet.

I found some really cute light washed jeans, a black tee and my red Chicago Bulls letterman jacket Gilinsky bought me and topped it off with a black bandana print bucket hat.

"Hey Wilks! How is this?!" I yelled from my room.

He walked in.

"Oh shit! That looks bad!!" He exclaimed.

"Bad?" I chuckled.

"No like a good bad. You feel?!" He asked chuckling.

"Ya I was just messing around." I said laughing.

"Okay well now you have to help me with my outfit." Sam said.

"Alright let's gooooo!!" I said hopping onto Sam's back.

-

We spent like 3 hours in Sam's room listening to music and messing around.

We did find and out fit!

He was going to wear some khaki colored joggers a plain white tee with a maroon wind breaker and a snap back.

He looked pretty bomb.

"Alrighty now mr.Wilkinson, I'm going to be heading to bed." I said standing up from his bed.

"NOOO stay with me." he said pinning me down.

"Sounds tempting, but I actually want to sleep." I said chuckling.

"Please?!" He begged like a 5 year old.

"No! Now let me go so I can sleep." I said struggling to get out of his grip.

"Please?" He pleaded for the last time.

"Uhh no." I said finally slipping out of his grip and booked it to my room while he trailed behind me.

Till BANG! A loud crash right behind me.

I turned around and saw Sam lying there on the floor.

"Alright Sammy just get up you're not fool anyone." I said laughing.

"No Y/N I'm not kidding." he said faking his pain.

"I have 2 brothers I know this trick." I said in confidence.

"No Y/N I can't feel my foot." he said about to cry.

"Oh shit!" I said going to my phone.

"Y/N I'm kidding." he said standing up.

"You little bitch! Don't ever do that!." I said throwing a pillow at him.

"Sorry baby didn't mean to scare you." he said cradling me in his arms.

"What ever." I laughed.

I finally began to drift asleep.

"Good night Y/N." he whispered and gave me a kiss on the cheek and left to his room.

I'm dreading tomorrow's event.