will we talk? {sam fender}

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dear lacy,

this is so cringey and not in our style to write a letter but oh well. i was going to write one for your mam too but that would be a bit weird. i got you these flowers, they are tulips, they haven't fully come out yet but i know when they do they are beautiful. that's why i got them, they reminded me of you, so many people don't see the real you and it sucks to watch because i know the real you.

your so amazing, your funny, your sarcastic, sometimes at the wrong time but you always make up for it, your smile is the best thing i've ever seen and your such an inspiration lac. what you are going through right now with your mum is unimaginable and i hate myself for not being with you constantly.

i was so fucking happy when you said i could come stay, i don't think you even realise. on the way to see you i stopped to get some petrol and saw this lady selling flowers just outside the shop, and she was doing the usual shouty thing where she tries to sell them but everyone was ignoring her.

that's when she said something that made me freeze, well actually i didn't freeze because i somehow put an extra thirty pounds more of petrol in my car without realising as she had stunned me so much.

she said "come on everyone, these flowers can brighten up someone's whole day. they are beautiful, even looking at them gives me a little hope"

that's not a coincidence right??? your last name is hope, your mums last name is hope, the flowers are beautiful just like you. i don't think that's a coincidence. so i bought them, and when i was paying the lady she said "i hope that these brighten up someone's day"

she could have known who i was and was just trying to fuck with my head, but i don't think so. i think it was just meant to be.

hope you love your tulips x
(see what i did there?)

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lacy

"god i was already emotional enough today" i laugh wiping the tears away from my eyes, sam laughs at me and pulls me into a hug as i place the letter back down.

"sorry i know it was cringey" he laughs into my hair, i look up at him.

"not at all"

"alright that's enough romance in here, people have to eat in here" my mums voice says from behind us.

we both spin round, she is sat in her wheelchair by the door with a smile, her new headscarf is wrapped tightly around her head.

"sam got us flowers" i smile pointing to her tulips on the side, sam immediately grabs them and passes them to my mum with a big smile.

"oh come here" my mum smiles pulling him into a hug, she places a big kiss on his cheek shocking him.

i burst into laughter at his face "yeah alright mum you may have cancer but you can't be snogging my boyfriend"

they both look shocked at me, oh shit. i just called sam my boyfriend.

"that slipped out" i say awkwardly turning around to find a vase in the cupboard. i squeeze my eyes shut trying to get rid of the embarrassment.

my mum lets out an awkward cough as well as a small chuckle "well this is awkward"

i laugh lightly filling the vase up with water still avoiding eye contact with sam. this is not a conversation i want to have right now.

"everyone alright?" my dad voice suddenly says, i spin around in relief as he breaks the silence.

"oh everything is fine" my mum smiles "lacy was just...joking around"

i am going to scream right now.

i can feel his warmth as he walks closer to me, my parents leave the kitchen in laughter leaving me and sam alone

his touch sends a shiver down me as his fingers hover over my hips and he stands behind me, his head resting on my shoulder.

"boyfriend?"

"it slipped out"

"did you mean it? because i'll be whatever you want me to be lac, boyfriend, hook up, emotional support...sugar daddy"

i burst into laughter and turn around to look at him, he has a big smile on his face, im stuck between the counter and his body.

"shut the fuck up" i laugh at him kissing his lips, as we kiss my stomach let's out a loud grumble.

he smiles against my mouth "you can't even use an excuse for that, let's make dinner. for us and your parents, this could be cute of us"

"sam we don't want to give them salmonella" i laugh against him, his hands are holding on to my hips.

"hm we could make something like pasta, we can't fuck that up like" he smiles now leaving
me and searching through the cupboards.

"what just plain pasta? sounds so appealing" i say sarcastically, he rolls his eyes and pulls out a jar of pesto.

"this will do"

"ok then but we are going to need some music, god on our side, and deliveroo open and ready to order from because there is no way this is going to go well"

"you really have no hope?" he looks at me with a smirk

"haha your so funny" i roll my eyes "hope isn't even our last name"

"i gathered that when the doctor called you miss wright. were you ever going to tell me lacy hope isn't your real name?"

"well it sort of is, hope is my middle name" i smile filling up the kettle ready to boil the pasta "and it's my mums middle name"

"lacy hope wright" sam smiles looking up at the ceiling "or of course lacy hope fender"

my jaw drops in laughter "god you've gone from sugar daddy to boyfriend to husband all in the last ten minutes"

"aye what can i say, i'm a man of many talents"

"yeah and cooking isn't one of them" i giggle as sam pours way too much pasta into the saucepan

"alexa play some good tunes" sam says with a smile "here is lacy's top played songs from spotify" alexa replies

we both burst into laughter when hypersonic missiles starts to play "such a fan aren't ya!" sam laughs at me

"alexa next!" i yell embarrassed, of course i've been exposed, mardy bum by arctic monkeys starts to play "that's better"

sam starts to dance grabbing my hand "well now then mardy bum, i've seen your frown and it's like looking down the barrel of a gun" we sing together

he spins me round in laughter completely forgetting about the pasta cooking

"it's one that laughs and jokes around, remember cuddles in the kitchen yeah to get things off the ground"