SiX the Musical (& Cast) Oneshots

Love at first sight (Part 2)

TW: A request, this story is from exactly if not over a year ago, and it was as hard as fuck to write part two of it, Samdre, a bit sad and may make your blood boil, I hate to say this but I've been losing interest in MT lately so depending on my mood this may be the beginning of the end of this book (don't worry I have tons of updates left so you won't be seeing me gone for a very long time)(I also might upload the same oneshots for both books, (swapping in the characters) so be ready for that funky shit too), I have nothing against Anna Uzele at all x

Telling the girls.

Wow.

Harder than I would have ever imagined.

I kinda sat there, spinning on my spinny chair thinking, 'How the fuck is one able to do this?'.

Apparently, it's very simple.

Just smile, and offer plenty of alcohol.

And give one-word answers to everything.

Happy? Yes.
Dating? Yes.
Love? Yes.
Marriage? Maybe.
Sex? Last night.

Alright, maybe two.

...

...

...

"AHH- JESUS FUCKING CHRIST SAM!"

I woke up.

So we hadn't confessed to them after all.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU WHACK ME?" Dre continued.

I had no response. I'm still getting used to the whole 'sharing a bed' situation.

"I like... whacking... short, Filipino girls...?"

"If you're gonna give a smart quip, at least make it sound like a statement and not a question."

I rolled my eyes. We'd just gotten together, and don't get me wrong, I was in love... but, damn are short girls feisty.

Like little mosquitos.

Please don't tell Dre I called her a mosquito.

"I- sorry?"

"I bet you, I'm the first-ever person you've apologised to."

"You're... uhh... not... wrong."

"Get up bitch. We have a show to do."

I rolled off the bed, landing on Dale, who's thankfully too lazy to give three fucks.

Three fucks? Not even one.

"Dre?"

"Mhm," she said, putting her bra on.

"When do we tell everyone else?"

"Let's do it today," she said.

"Okay, could do... what do we say?"

"Just say, 'hey, we're dating' and that's it."

"What if they think it's weird and gross?"

"Then they're weird and gross. Think outside the box."

"There wasn't a box to begin with. In my mind, it's a sphere."

Dre gave me a look, making me shut up instantly because only Dre could have that power over me.

"Hey," Dre lowered her voice, walking over to me and pushing me on the bed. She sat beside me and took my hands in hers.

"What?"