will we talk? {sam fender}

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me and sam are awoken to a banging at my front door, i'm in sams arms him spooning me. i am very aware of the fact we are both still naked.

"ugh who is that" i groan, this is not how i expected to wake up on my 21st birthday.

i get up and throw on sams t shirt and a pair of pants. i walk through the living room where our abandoned monopoly and wine is scattered everywhere.

i open the front door to no other then my parents. shit.

"still asleep were you?" my mum laughs "happy birthday darling" she smiles pulling me into a hug.

panic races through my body as i remember sam is naked in my bed right now. my mum lets me go and pass me on to my dad who hugs me.

"can't believe your 21 lacy" he sniffs jokingly, i don't need to welcome them in by the time my mum is looking at my extremely messy living room.

"you could have tidied, you knew we were coming over" she sighs at me

"you said you were coming over at 1" i reply picking up the wine glasses from the floor. she sits on the sofa as well as my dad.

"it is 1 lacy" my dad laughs at me. shit i've slept through half my birthday.

"shit really?"

"language!"

"uh i'm going to quickly get dressed...i'll be back" i tell them practically running to my bedroom.

i rush in there and slam the door behind me waking sam back up.

"what the fuck? who was it?" he groans placing an arm over his eyes as i switch on the light.

"my parents"

his eyes open in shock "you said they were coming over at 1"

"it is 1"

his expression widens even more "shit we've slept though the whole morning of your birthday. happy birthday lac"

"yeah yeah whatever put on some clothes sam! they are sat out there with presents" i say throwing his jeans at him.

he scurries into them and i quickly pull on some leggings "lacy can i have my top please" he asks pointing at me.

shit i forgot i was wearing that, i pull it off and chuck it at him finding a hoodie for me to wear. i choose the first one i see.

"right uh, why did i spend the night last night?" sam asks looking for an excuse to tell my parents.

i laugh at him "lover it's fine we don't need to lie to them, they won't care about you spending the night. besides even if they do i'm a grown woman now, they can't control me"

he smiles at me and walks over placing a soft kiss on my lips.

"come on then" i smile walking out of my bedroom, sam follows behind me and sneaks into the kitchen. my parents look at him shocked.

"i told you honey! look i knew they would get together!" my mum says with a smile to my dad, he is still in shock looking at sam.

sam starts the kettle pulling out 4 mugs, i can tell he is nervous. although he has already met my parents when he was helping me move it's more awkward now that me and sam aren't just friends.

"mum" i groan trying to lighten the mood with my own embarrassment.

"no wonder you weren't up yet, i bet you had a late night last night" she smirks at me, can she please shut up.

"oh sandra stop!" my dad moans covering his ears, a laugh escapes my mouth before i join sam in the kitchen to help him make the teas.

"sam you look like you've seen a ghost" i laugh at him, he smiles at me.

"your mum just told your dad we slept in because we were having sex last night, i feel like i've seen a ghost" he laughs

once all the tea is made we all sit in the living room with everyone chucking presents at me including sam. although one of his presents was in such a big box he couldn't throw it at me.

"haven't you already given lacy her present...if you know what i mean" my mum winks at sam who goes bright red

"mum please stop!" i shout staring at her in disbelief "like actually please shut up"

"i'm only having a bit of fun lacy, also it's funny watching him turn bright pink every time i mention it" she laughs pointing at sam

"i'm not having fun" my dad groans covering his ears again

"me either dad" i agree, i start to tear open some of my presents from my parents which are all very nice.

a new hair straightener, a key ring with 'selfish' on it, some clothes and some perfume.

im nervous to open sams presents, he didn't even say he was going to get me anything. and how much could he know about me and what i want in a few months of knowing me.

i open the first one which is a new lamp making me laugh.

"your funny" i laugh

"is there a backstory here or has he just got you a lamp?" my dad asks with a smile

"basically, i said for the millionth day in a row i didn't want to watch star wars so he decided to start tickling me which we all know i hate! but anyway i accidentally kicked the lamp and it smashed everywhere"

i open some more presents from sam, he got me so much i was in shock: a pandora charm bracelet, a blanket with his face on it, a pillow with his face on it, his own merch, a coffee machine, a new record player and a shit tonne of vinyls.

he also got me flowers and my favourite chocolate. i feel like the luckiest girl in the world.