will we talk? {sam fender}

5

"are you sure your going to be ok? newcastle is a long way away" my mum says grabbing my cheeks as my dad opens the front door for me.

"mum im not a child!" i groan as she starts to smother me in kisses.

"i'll be back tonight!" i promise her, she smiles.

"i know but getting the train all the way to newcastle just seems so dangerous. it's three hours! and your a big name now there might be creeps on there"

"mum i will be fine! i promise to message you every ten minutes on the way there and on the way back"

"god my baby is so grown up. look pete she's had her hair professionally done and her lashes done! proper celebrity now!" she chuckles tapping my dads shoulder. he grunts

"your so dramatic woman. have fun sweetheart. see you tonight"

the train ride to sams wasn't too bad actually, apart from my mum constantly messaging me. i just put my headphones in and relaxed all the way there. luckily i left at 10 this morning so i was in newcastle by 1.

now i just need to get an uber to sams house. he did offer for him and dean to pick me up but it would have been waaaayyyy to awkward.

the uber ended up costing a shit tone of money but it was so worth it knowing i'm going to be in my idols house.

he finally drops me off and i start to panic. his house is quite nice from the outside, semi-detached and just like any other house in Britain.

do i ring the doorbell? god this is so embarrassing.

i knock lightly while all the embarrassing possibilities goes through my head. god imagine this isn't even his house and i'm actually an hour away. what if he forgot i was coming.

the door starts to slowly open pulling me out of my thoughts. i smile as i recognise the face.

"dean!" i smile

shit that was creepy

"wow sam wasn't kidding when he said you were a fan. come on in lacy" he smiles walking to the side to let me through the door.

the house smells of weed and febreeze, been there before.

"sam!" dean screams up the stairs startling me, i hear some banging before no other than sam fender comes racing down the stairs. i feel starstruck

"ya'alreet?" he asks as he lands on the floor, no words are coming out of my mouth as i stare at sam fender in front of me.

"lacy? hellooooo" he says waving a hand in front of me, i raise my own to cover my open mouth.

"sorry i'm like in a state of shock right now, i knew i was coming to sam fenders house but it never actually hit me i am coming to sam fenders house and i probably look really stupid right now and your probably don't want to make a song with me anymore and that's fine i'll just leav-"

"calm down lass. i ain't gonna bite" he chuckles placing his hand on my shoulder. i turn my head to dean who is laughing away.

"i think i'm going to cry" i whisper unsure of what to do as i feel the tears coming to my eyes.

"i just- holy shit like your music got me through so much i just never expected to actually meet you" i gasp the tears threatening to spill

"uh would you like a cuppa?" sam asks trying to comfort me in any way he can.

"that would be nice" he takes his hand off my shoulder and starts to slowly move around me but keeping his eyes on me to make sure i'm ok.

dean also moves around me but enters the door next to us to go into the living room. from what i can see there are guitars piled everywhere.

sam starts to slowly walk towards the door at the end of the hallway dragging me along. i feel like a broken doll.

"how do you take your tea" he asks me, pulling out a chair at the table for me to sit at.

"1 sugar lots of milk" i tell him looking around the kitchen. it's nice, on the smaller side with a theme of red and black.

"soooo, i didn't think we would actually need the studio today as we are only just meeting so we can just chill in my bedroom with some guitars and see what works best" sam suggest.

i nod and take a gulp of my now ready tea.

dean strolls in with a cigarette in his mouth and heads towards the fridge.

"oh dean put it out we've got younger ones about" sam laughs at his friend pointing towards me.

"oh god are you not an adult?! please ignore the weed smell and the amount of ashtrays lying around" dean says immediately putting out his cigarette.

"don't worry i'm an adult! i'm 20" i laugh "and it's fine i smoke too"

"smoke what exactly because i can always roll you a joint if you want one" dean asks

"dean!" sam scolds his friend

"alright alright. no bud for you"

me and sam go up to his bedroom like we are teenagers, his blue guitar is stood up against the wall as well as an acoustic.

"ok let me show you what i've got so far...i don't know if you'll like it or not but worth a try innit" he says picking up his electric guitar and placing the capo on the 6th fret.

he starts to play and sing and i am in awe as i sit down on his bed.

"blue monday
blaring loudly out the speakers
fluorescent liquid in his beaker
another night they've gone too far

she said
i don't usually do this kind of thing
does it change the way you think of me
thinking isnt in his forte

and she said
if you dance with me darlin
if you take me home
will we talk in the morning"