*Sam's P.O.V*
I found myself nestled in the comfort of one of the guest rooms at my grandma's house, the scent of sizzling bacon and sizzling sausage wafting through the air.
The morning sunlight streamed in through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the table where my plate awaited.
My stomach grumbled in anticipation as I took my first bite of the omelette, the flavors of the crispy bacon, savory sausage, and gooey melted cheese exploding in my mouth.
As I savored each mouthful, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. This omelette reminded me of lazy Sunday mornings spent at my grandma's, where she would whip up her signature breakfast dishes with love.
It brought back memories of laughter, stories, and the comforting feeling of being surrounded by family.
The guest room, with its cozy furnishings and familiar knick-knacks, provided the perfect backdrop for this moment of indulgence.
I could almost hear the creaking of the wooden floorboards and the distant hum of my grandma's favorite old-time tunes.
It felt like a sanctuary, a place where I could escape the chaos of the outside world and simply enjoy the simple pleasures of a delicious meal.
As I continued to savor the omelette, I let my mind wander. Thoughts of Eli, our shared adventures, and the bittersweet memories we had together danced through my mind.
I wondered if he ever missed these simple moments, the joy of a homemade breakfast in a familiar setting. Perhaps someday, we would find our way back to each other, just like the flavors of this omelette found their way into my heart.
But for now, in this peaceful guest room, I allowed myself to be fully present, relishing every bite of the omelette and cherishing the love and warmth that filled the room.
It was a moment of pure bliss, a reminder of the simple pleasures that can bring so much happiness. And as I finished the last morsel, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for this delicious start to the day and the memories that would forever be etched in my heart.
I put the empty plate on the bedside table, me reminding myself that I'll put the paper plate in the garbage bin the next time I'm in the kitchen.
The rest of my family is probably somewhere else in the house. I won't be surprised if my mom and grandma are talking with each other but the conversation is probably not about my dad.
My mom would talk about anything else as long as it's not about my dad. She really had a lot of thoughts about their argument.
I kind of have a clue about what they were arguing about. I'm sure it's about karate. But I don't know the rest of the details.
I tried asking mom about it but she quickly dismissed it.
So I'm not going to bother that topic again.
I went on my phone and onto Instagram, to see what people have been posting. There's a couple of new posts from Moon when she's at the beach. She posted some beautiful pictures of herself.
Yasmine had posted some similar pictures like Moon. She's getting a tan in one of the pictures.
I liked a few posts that I saw before my thoughts wandered back to Eli again.
It always seems that my mind would go back to him. It's like I'm addicted to him and that's probably obvious.
So without a second thought, I went onto Eli's Instagram account.
And man, going through Eli's Instagram account always stirs up a whirlwind of emotions within me.
As I scroll through the pictures, I can't help but notice the different dynamics captured in each snapshot.
First, there are the pictures of Eli and me. Those moments frozen in time remind me of the bond we share. The smiles, the adventures, and the memories we've created together.
It warms my heart to see those images and remember the special connection we have.
But then, I come across the pictures of Eli and his best friend, Demetri. They're always together, laughing and having a great time.
I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy, wondering if I'm as important to Eli as Demetri is. It's a mix of admiration for their friendship and a fear of being left behind.
I'm sure that I have no reason to be jealous. Eli has shown many ways how important I am to him.
And I'm good friends with Demetri too. I don't need to be jealous of their friendship.
And then, there are the pictures of just Eli. Those images always captivate me. His smile, his eyes, they have this magnetic pull that draws me in.
It's in those moments that I question what I mean to Eli. Am I just a friend, or is there something more?
As I continue scrolling, I find myself lost in a sea of thoughts. I wonder where I fit into Eli's life, especially with Demetri being such a significant presence.
It's a rollercoaster of emotions, and I can't help but overanalyze every picture, every interaction.
Since our little conversation over messages last night, I've been nonstop thinking about Eli. I think back to everything.
At the All Valley last year. My encounter with him at the mall. The school fight. The soccer and arcade fight. Him leaving Cobra Kai. Him becoming the All Valley champion in May this year and me failing to also become a champion. Our breakup.
So much has happened in a year. So much secret glances, tense interactions, brawls, moments that hold so much meaning, our hugs, cuddles, kisses. Our relationship.
It's insane to think everything over.
I don't know when I'll be home but I'm looking forward to having this talk with Eli.
It's probably best if we're able to have a chance to talk about us and just see where it goes from there. I'm not necessarily saying we get back together now but it is good to talk things out.
I'm still figuring out what I'm going to say but I have a feeling that Eli is having the same thoughts as me.
I'll know for sure what I'll say once I'm home again.
As I'm continuing to have thoughts in my head about everything, the door to the room I'm currently in opens.
And then there was Anthony.
"Hey, Sam. Cousin Jessica is here." My brother tells me.
"Okay, I'll be downstairs."
My brother nodded and then he walked away.
Since my cousin is here, it's time to have some fun because I'm sure she has something up her sleeve.
So with that, I stood up from the bed and then walked out of the room, getting ready for a fun day with my cousin.
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Hey guys, here's chapter 75.
And I know that this chapter is short. It's basically a chapter where it's Sam's thoughts but it lets us know what's going on in her head.
Sam has thoughts about her parents and even Eli. Which is way she's looking at his Instagram account in this chapter.
This supposed talk that Sam and Eli is going to have is soon. But what's going to happen once they are near each other again?
What's next for Sam and Eli? It can literally be anything.
It's been a journey for them since their breakup and the journey is still continuing.
I don't have a lot to say but as always, so much stuff is coming up in the story and I can't wait to share it with all of you. I hope you're all excited.
Happy Friday everyone.
I hope you all liked this chapter.
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