Living With Sam. (Pottorff Fafic)

Depression, Tears, And Razors

'Where are you?' Sam texted. 'Salem Where are you? Please come home' denise texted. I don't wanna go home. I just wanna go to sleep forever. I always do this. I always run off, maybe its all I'm good at. I sobbed quietly hoping to not attract any strangers or unwanted people. I might be overreacting like usual or maybe I just put my walls up at the wrong time. I should go home its late. So I start walking to my apartment, my phone keeps buzzing, and I just keep ignoring it. I finally reach my apartment at about 12 and I open up just to find denise asleep on the couch and sam asleep on the floor. He looks so cute when he's sleeping. Wow that didn't sound creepy at all, Salem. I take off my shoes, and jacket quietly to make sure I don't wake them up. Then I tip toe up to my room and take off my shirt and pants then I lay down and finally fall asleep. A cold hand touches my back and shakes me "Salem?" A familiar voice asks. "Salem I'm cold, can I lay down with you?" He asks again. Why does that voice sound familiar? "Who is it?" I ask. "Its sam, Salem." Sam responds. "I'm in my boxers, sam" I say with a cold, distant voice. "So? Who cares? Your warm, babe." Sam responds with innocence in his voice. "Fine! Damn! Get under the covers...just stop calling me babe. We aren't going out because you haven't asked me." I respond, falling for his voice. "Yay!" Sam cheers. "Wow you are so hot! Literally! Do you care if I take off my clothes and we cuddle?" He asks. "Go on ahead, sam. If it will keep you from freezing." I say. Then he takes off his pants and shirt, leaving only his boxers on. I turned around to face him and he kissed my lips, I felt like I was floating whenever his soft lips touched mine, the taste of his blue raspberry ChapStick, the way the cold metal of his lipring sent shivers down my spine, and the way his tongue tried so hard to enter my mouth and you don't want it too but you give in because it feels so good. I was totally and dangerous falling for this boy. The kiss ended and I wanted him to kiss me more but we were just too tired and finally I cuddled up to him with my hand on his chest which was stiff and I finally put my hand on his stomach which had 8 abs which was beautiful and the v lines he had going down toward places I didn't wanna feel just yet. This moment was just perfect. It made me feel loved.