" i just wanna fall in love "
in which, manon wright is the definition of sunshine, and sam golbach is the one that keeps her that way.
social media fic
sam golbach x fem!oc
layout by @-graciesbae
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「 somebody to someone 」 manon wright x sam golbach chapter 62
"WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT?" Manon raised an eyebrow at Sam.
The Grammy's 2024. Manon had attended a show by this point, but it was Sam's first time. It was for Everywhere, Everything and of course, Somebody to You.
"You look great," he told her.
"Okay, don't you go doing that," she laughed, looking at herself in the mirror. She wore a sleeveless light blue dress that went to the floor and some of her mother's jewellery - plus the necklace she got for Christmas from Sam. Her hair was half-up half-down with a light blue ribbon to match her dress. Her eyes went back to Sam, whose were still on her. "Stop staring at me!"
"I can't!" He laughed with her, walking over and holding her. "You look so pretty."
"Manon, Sam!" Taylor called from the living room to their hotel suite. "Come on!"
They shared a grin and went out from the bedroom to see the older singer, in her white dress, black gloves and choker necklace. They knew she had some sort of plan...but what neither knew.
"You look coordinated," Taylor chuckled. "Manon - the shade of blue is the same as Sam's eyes. And Sam...come on."
Manon then realised Sam's suit was a brown-hazel kind of colour like her own eyes. "Oi!"
"Hey, don't hit me!" He protested.
"Let's go, calm down you adult children."
Upon entering the venue after the red carpet, Manon, Sam and Taylor took their seats with Gracie. Both Sam and Gracie were nominated for New Artist, but they decided to let it past, no matter who won.
"We got this," Manon whispered to a very nervous Sam, holding on of his hands. "Believe me, we got this."
He nodded and smiled at her.
And so the Grammy's began.
"Best Pop Vocal Album goes to...Taylor Swift, Midnights!"
The whole table stood up in a standing ovation as Taylor went to accept her award. Manon was cheering with an overhead clap for her friend, she was so proud. She deserved this.
"I've been keeping a secret from you all for two years," Taylor grinned and Manon's eyes widened, "which is that my brand-new album comes out April 19th. It's called the Tortured Poets Department and I'm going to post the cover backstage."
When she finally re-joined them, Manon slapped her on the arm. "Taylor Alison Swift!"
"Shush, they're announcing Record of the Year - aka the thing you're in!" Taylor hushed her, pointing to the stage.
"Record of the Year goes to...Manon Wright, Risk!"
Sam cheered as she went up to accept it, a wide smile on both their faces.
"Wow," she smiled at everyone in the room, lingering on her supporters. "This...this is everything! Thank you so much, all of you. A special thank you to Sam Golbach because without you and Colbs, Risk wouldn't exist. Thank you for inviting me those years ago. I've had the best adventures. Thank you again!"
She reached her seat and was tackled in a hug by Gracie. They both laughed, holding each other.
"That's my girl!" Sam hugged her tight when she sat down. "You did it!"
"I did it!"
"Best New Artist...Gracie Abrams!"
"YES GRAY!"
"Song of the Year goes too...Sam Golbach, Somebody to You!"
"Sam!" Manon shook him in excitement as he sat there. "Go, that's you!"
He jumped up and went up to the stage, watching as Manon, Taylor and Gracie all stood clapping him on. "I can't believe this! Thank you, oh my gosh!
"If you don't know me, hi, I'm Sam! I'm originally from Kansas, but I moved to Vegas recently with my best friends. I've been singing for a little while now, and this, getting to hold this, it means so much. Somebody to You...that's dedicated to Manon. Thank you all again!"
He went down, receiving a group hug. A clean sweep so far.
"Best Pop Duo/Group Performance goes too...Sam Golbach and Manon Wright, Everywhere Everything!"
They both ran up, Manon holding his wrist as he led her up. Upon reaching the stage they shared a huge hug, swaying slightly. They had done it.
And now, the Grammys had been a clean sweep for them.
