FOOLISH ONE! sam golbach

CHAPTER TWO!

After that night, Sam would stay up late and would come and join her on the roof. It quickly became a routine for the two. Sometimes, they would stay up and talk, telling stories. Other times, they would just lay in silence and look at the stars. They were the type of friends who could just sit in a comfortable silence and not get bored. They enjoyed each other's presence. That's why they didn't have to talk a lot, because their friendship was deep. They understood each other. And that's what made their friendship unique.

Sometimes they would even be on the roof together in the day if they were home together. The roof had become a safe place for them. It was the place they could go and be alone and not have to worry about the world. They could escape and pretend that nothing existed except them. They could forget all their problems and not have to worry.

One night, they had a blanket on the roof with them. They were laying on the roof and looking up at the stars. A silence was between them, but it was a comfortable one. It was almost midnight, but they didn't care. They had no plans and they were too lazy to move. Their arms were touching and Zella felt warm, the warmth spreading through her body. She couldn't help but glance over at Sam. Her heart started racing whenever she looked at him, but she didn't understand why. It happened whenever she was with him. Whenever she thought about him.

Sam's voice brought her out of her thoughts. "So, Kat told me you were thinking of dying your hair?" He said, glancing at her with a soft smile. "She was excited about it and hoped you would."

Katrina often died her hair a different color, her hair was currently a bright pink. Zella had wished she was as bold and brave as Katrina, but she was too scared to do anything crazy like that. She was scared of what people would think. "Yeah, but I don't know." Zella murmurs, looking back at the stars. "I was thinking about getting some pink high lights but I'm not sure."

"Why are you not sure? I think you'd look great with pink highlights." Sam says, tilting his head slightly. "I think you should go for it. Do whatever makes you happy."

Zella tried to ignore the way her heart fluttered at his words and the way she felt her face grow warm. He had no idea of the effect he had on her. She sighs softly. "It's not that. It's just that, I'm not brave like Kat. I'm scared of what people will think. I've never dyed my hair or do anything crazy like her."

"Oh, come on, Zellie. You're way braver than you give yourself credit for." Sam reassures her, looking at her with a soft smile. "You should go for it, I'll even be there when you do. You can ask Kat to help you. I'm sure she would be thrilled to assist you in adding some flair to your hair."

Zella couldn't help but smile at Sam's encouragement. His support meant the world to her. "You really think so?"

"Absolutely," Sam replied, his gaze warm and sincere. "Just remember, the opinions of others shouldn't hold you back from expressing yourself. And hey, even if you don't end up liking it, it's just hair. It'll grow back or you can change it again. What matters most is that you feel confident and happy."

Zella nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over her. "You're right. Thanks, Sam. I think I will give it a try."

"Anytime, Zellie," Sam said, giving her a reassuring smile. "I'll be here to support you every step of the way."

As they laid there together under the stars, Zella couldn't help but feel grateful for their friendship and the unwavering support Sam always offered her. With him by her side, she felt like she could conquer anything, even something as simple as dyeing her hair.

It was around 2am when she fell asleep, her head resting against Sam's arm. Sam felt her weight on his arm, looking over and seeing that she was fast asleep. He was going to move her, but he decided against it. He didn't want to wake her. She needed sleep. But it was getting cold and late so he gently picked her up and took her back into the apartment.