The beginning of the end//pottorff(Sequel)

Chapter 10-Am I actually happy.

"Wake up"
"Wake up"
"Wake up" I hear Sams voice, as he shock me out of my peaceful dreams.

"What!" I growl turning over.

"I'm taking you to breakfast" he tells me. I flutter my eyes open to revel a half naked Sam standing in front of my bed. "Put a top on it's freezing" I tell him. "It's only like 20 degrees, I'll be fine" he tells me. "I'm going to to get changed and while I do that you put a top on. I'll meet you down stairs" I tell him.

"Okay" he smiles leaving the room.

I don't think I have any "good" clothes here, I haven't lived here in over 6 months and I took most of my clothes to the apartment.

Searching through the wardrobe I found a pair of jeans and a knitted jumper that had various stitching patterns. I put on the shoes I was wearing yesterday which were a pair of white chucks that were all scuffed from the previous night.

I don't want to think about last night.

I don't have any classes today, which is good. I don't think I am in the right frame of mind to comprehend anything useful today. My mind is else where.

I'm not sure if I'm actually happy. I feel okay but not okay at the same time. I'll push the thought away for now and just enjoy today.

I open the door and go down stairs to find my mum sitting on the couch and Sam taking to here on the one directly across from her.

"Nice of you to tell me you were here" she tells me.

"Sorry, I went through the back" i tell her.

"It's okay" she smiles and stands up so I can give her a hug.

"We are going to get breakfast somewhere" Sam tells her.

"Why don't you stay here, I'll makes use something" she smiles.

"No" Sam blurts out.

"I mean it's fine I think it's best I take her to get a fancy breakfast, I have a lot to make up for-"

"We'll go to the cafe down the road" I cut him off.

"Okay" I says, walking towards the door.

"Bye mum" I say hugging her once more before leaving.

"Why did you cut me off?" He asked.

"She doesn't need to know" I tell him.

"Well she suspected something considering the way you look and how I turned up last night asking where you were" he tells me.

"You do know I haven't forgiven you for making me walk" I tell him.

"I know" he sighs, turning the ignition on and driving out the drive way.

We drive past multiple houses until we get the cafe. But instead of stopping Sam drove straight past it.

"Why didn't we-" he cut me off.

"I have better plans" he smirks.

I wonder where we are going.