Sam's P.O.V
We got to the hotel, DoubleTree, and the room is beautiful. Colby kissed me on the head and smiled at me.
“I’m gonna take a shower. Care to join me?” He winked at me as he walked into the bathroom. I love him so much. I laid back on the bed and sighed. I closed my eyes. I started thinking about all the stories everyone has told me..all about how I either drunk kissed Colby or the other way. Were my actions my sober thoughts? Elton had told us, Me and Colby, this story a couple of times; I was dancing around the Traphouse, I had enough alcohol to the point that I slur my words, was trippy and in a happy go-lucky mood! A girl was dancing with me..Colby didn’t like that she was doing what she could do to get me alone..Colby practically snatched me from the girl’s hand. He wrapped a strong arm around my waist and snarled “He’s mine!” I piped in with a smile “sorry i’m really into brunettes!” Colby smiled and pulled me away from the crowd outside. We were standing against the wall by the pool, he hugged me like he was going to lose me. I looked up into his beautiful eyes and moved one hand to his cheek. I smiled at him before we both lent in for a kiss, to only pause looking into eachothers eyes. I closed the gap by kissing his lips earning a smile from him making me smile. We both pulled away with smiles planted on our lips. He pulled me into a tight warm hug, burying his face into the crook of my neck. It was about 1:40am, almost 2. Etlon came and found us sitting against the wall looking up at the stars. “Colby, why don’t you guys go up to bed..I’m sending everyone home” Elton smiled at both of us. |They had cameras so that's how Elton knew what happened outside.| Colby was just walking out of the shower, he looked at me strangely and I asked “What? Is there something on my face." I sat up on the bed.
Colby lifted my chin and wiped a tear from my cheek, “Why were you crying, love?” He asked me, straddling my waist not sexually. “Are you okay baby?” He asked me again, looking at me with pity in his eyes.
“Yeah, I’m okay." I force a smile.
Colby’s P.O.V
I walked out of the shower to see Sam laying on the bed, with tears falling from his sky like eyes. He noticed that I was looking at and asked “What? Is there something on my face?” He sat up on the bed with a strange look.
“Why are you crying, love?” I asked him, straddling him not sexually though. “Are you okay?” I asked him again.
“Yeah, I’m fine” I wiped a tear off his face.
“Then why were you crying?” I asked him, wiping another tear off his cheek. I’m worried about him. He wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face into my chest.
“I-I don’t u-understand how a d-damn, d-drunken m-memory c-could hurt to r-remember” he stuttered, he hates his stutter, but I think it’s cute.
“What drunk memory?” I kissed his hair.
“T-the o-one E-elton l-likes t-telling u-us” he forced with a stutter. I couldn’t help but to chuckle.
“I like that one."
“I do too, but it just kinda hit me differently” He said looking up at me. I kissed his forehead. He blushed, he is so cute. I got off of his lap and sat down on my side of the bed. He just sat there staring at the wall. “Colbs..?” he asked slowly “nevermind..” He still sat there crisscross staring at the wall. I crawled behind him, pulled his back into my chest where he’s in between my legs.
“What's wrong, love?"
“Nothing, it can wait til we’re back in LA.” He mumbled, then he stood up and walked into the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom and he rolled up his sleeves revealing scars cut deep..only thing was that only the older ones were cut with a blade, the newer ones looked like he was scratching himself. His nails aren’t very long. “Sam..” I was trying not to cry. He looked at me like he saw a ghost. “L-look i-i w-was trying t-to c-clean t-them..” He stuttered, starting to tear up. “I’m s-sorry” He stuttered again with tears in his eyes threatening to fall. I picked him up and sat him on the counter and started cleaning his cuts. I’m worried about him. I love him too much..I don’t want to lose him like I almost did.
Sam’s P.O.V
The week had gone by quickly. We really haven't done much besides re-exploring the warehouse, visiting some old hangouts, and we got back to the hotel we cuddled. So I guess my time in Kansas was great, especially since I let Colbs join. The only thing is that Colby doesn’t know that i’m a-- My thoughts were cut short when my alarm went off. It was time to leave for the airport..|10:30 am| We are finally on our way back to LA. Colby is staring down at my arm, with a questioning look on his face, like he was thinking about my scars or something. ~Time skip 10:00pm~ We finally made it. We just got back to the house. I’m unpacking in my room. Colby is doing the same in his room. I sit down on my bed and I wonder if I should tell him my secret or not?
A/N: 969 words.
