will we talk? {sam fender}

97

sam

the silence in the car makes my stomach churn nervously. nine hours since i played her the songs and she still hasn't said anything.

you can lightly see she has been crying as her eyes are a light red and puffy.

i've never felt so bad.

"lac" i whisper, she's looking out the window as we drive from the airport to the hotel, she sighs and blinks quickly but continues to look out the window

"you ok?" i ask for the millionth time, she nods like she has every time i ask the question "do you need some time to process?"

she nods quickly and i sigh turning away from her and going on my phone to message dean

sam i think i broke lacy with the album

dean oh no, i'll get soph to facetime her later

sam ok, we're nearly at the hotel now so i'll try and talk to her, i think it was paradigms that broke her

dean not shocked you did basically write a song about every traumatic thing she has been through

sam that wasn't my intention

dean clearly.

sam oh fuck off dean your not helping

dean maybe don't write a song about her eating disorder, her dodgy exes, her management that literally almost ruined her for her career and what the press say about her then

sam was it a mistake then?

dean look sam it is a great song it's just it's fully exposing her

sam i guess it can go to the archives then

dean maybe talk to her about it?

sam funny.
sam she is like fully ignoring me

dean oh sammy what have ya done

we finally arrive at the hotel and lacy checks us in under her fake name, she's put her hood up, wearing sunglasses and a hat so no one spots her.

"enjoy your stay miss" the receptionist smiles passing her the key card, we both head towards the lift.

"lacy can we talk about it?" i sigh, the lift dings and the doors pull open to our floor, she marches forward to our room putting the key card in.

the room is really nice just like every other hotel we've stayed in during the tour. she did not go budget friendly this tour.

"lac?"

"yes sam we can talk about it" she sighs sitting on the bed untying her converse slowly, i feel relief flood my body as she looks up at me gently.

i sit next to her on the bed and my hand falls to her leg out of instinct, i smile as she doesn't move it away like i expect her to.

"i'm sorry i didn't know it was going to upset you that much" i sigh looking in her eyes, her eyebrows furrow at me

"you didn't think a song that talks about my eating disorder, my shitty experience with the press and simon cowell and my ex boyfriend who was a massive dick was going to upset me?" she scoffs but i know she isn't saying it an angry way, more in an upset way.

"well when you put it like that-"

"i've had enough time to think about it sam, i don't care you can release it" she says shocking me

"what?"

"it's not like you say my name in the song, it could be about anyone" she says not meeting my eyes "just when you talk about the song in interviews and stuff don't mention me"

"that's fine i never would have anyway" i smile at her playing with small fingers "and what about get you down?" i ask nervously

she sighs and releases her hands from mine so she can place them on my cheeks "i love it, i don't care sam it's your album you can release what you want"

i smile at her as she meets my eyes "i love you lac" i say kissing her gently, she melts into me before going back.

"ok can we sleep now i'm so tired and all of my crying has given me a headache" she giggles softly and angelically.

"come on then"

we get ready for bed together and climbing into the soft hotel bed feels like heaven, with lacy cuddling into me i could stay here forever.

"sorry i cried so much" she laughs into the dark "i don't even know where the emotions came from, it was like i was fine one moment then sobbing the next"

i laugh at her and wrap her up in me as closely as i can "probably because your tired, so your emotions just took over"

"yeah" she yawns "i love you"