|Sparks Fly| A Hawk/Sam Fanfiction

Chapter 70: Drowning In Doubt

*Eli's P.O.V*

Wow, when Miguel mentioned going to the water park, I was hit with a wave of emotions. It was like a mix of excitement and surprise all at once. I had no idea Sam would be there too!

I mean, I was stoked about going to the water park with my friends. It sounded like a super fun day. But seeing Sam there added a whole new layer of unexpectedness. It was like, 'Whoa, didn't see that coming!'

Honestly, I didn't know how to feel in that moment. Part of me was excited to hang out with everyone and have a great time. But another part of me was kinda nervous about how things would go with Sam. We hadn't really talked much lately, so it was a bit of a surprise to see her there. We haven't talked a lot since that night when she slept at my house because she had a nightmare.

But you know what? I decided to go for it anyway. I figured, hey, maybe this could be a chance for us to reconnect and have some fun together. So, I put on a smile and went with the flow.

"Hey, Sam." I greeted her, trying to stay cool.

"H-hey, how are you?"

"I'm good. I'm cool." I said, "How are you?"

"Great." She smiled. "Really great."

It seemed like she was trying to convince herself and me that she was absolutely fine. And if that's the case then okay. But I have a feeling that she's going through a lot after our break up.

I pointed to the chair beside her, "Is that seat taken?"

"No, not really. You- you can have it if you want."

"Thank you."

I sat in the lounge chair that's beside Sam and from the corner of my eye, I can see Moon, Yasmine and Miguel cringing at what they just witnessed. The awkward exchange before Sam and I. I can't tell who's more embarrassed. Myself or the three of them.

Sam stayed occupied with her book in hand, not acknowledging anything. And I sat in the lounge chair trying to figure out a way to start up some conversation between us.

What could I even say? I have no clue.

Man, being at the water park with Sam was both exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. I mean, we hadn't really talked much lately, and now here we were, surrounded by all this fun and laughter.

But the thing is, every time I tried to strike up a conversation with Sam, my mind would go blank. It was like all the words I wanted to say just disappeared into thin air. And that frustration started to build up inside me.

I kept thinking, "Come on, Eli, say something! Anything!" But the more I tried, the more awkward it felt. It was like there was this invisible barrier between us, and I just couldn't find the right words to break through.

I just need to strike up some conversation. I need to say some words.

Well, she's reading a book. Maybe I could just mention that.

"So, how's your book?" I suddenly became brave and asked Sam.

"It's good." She nodded. "It has all of my attention."

I wish I had all her attention. Sometimes, there's a part of me that craves her attention.

"That's great." I said and I was wanting to say something else but I couldn't think of anything.

Sam approved of my answer before she went back to reading her book, the conversation already over. But I don't want the conversation to be done. I want to talk to her.