Completely Unexpected

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(edited for you, you're welcome.)

Lover Lover - Chapter Nine - Lover Lover

belle, as always...

Sammy and I talked about the most random things. Starting at the tour, ending at what our favorite type of cereal is.

That's what I love about him. He's easy to talk to, and you could have a conversation for hours on end with him.

"Is that Jack and Jack?" He asked, looking past me and towards the door.

I turned around, almost sighing.

Wasn't this supposed to be alone time? Just Sam and I?

Sure enough, Jack and Jack were walking into the room followed by Aurora. At least I wouldn't be the only girl here, at the table, that is.

"Aye." Jack and Jack waved once they reached our table.

"Sup." I nodded, taking a bite of my pancake I previously drowned in syrup.

"Scooch." Johnson said, attempting to sit by me.

"No, I'm not moving." I whined, continuing to eat my pancake.

"Fine, I'll sit by Sam." He threw his hands up, clearly mad.

"I-I..." I trailed off.

Be a bitch, see if I care.

(literally me.)

"It's fine, really, it is." He mumbled, setting beside Sam who looked oddly confused.

"Hey, bestie." Aurora said while coming up to the table, her plate as full as mine.

"Hi." I said, not looking up from my plate.

Really, I was slightly annoyed. I wanted to have more alone time with Sam.

Honestly, I felt like I was developing feelings for him, when I always was saying I liked Johnson. I mean, who couldn't like Sam?

His smile was perfect, his brown eyes were beautiful, and don't get me started on his new blonde hair. (GAH)

(it's perfect so you can stfu, kay.)

I loved everything about Sam, yet there was something holding me back. And that something was Johnson. Really, Johnson was perfect.

His adorable smile, his gorgeous eyes, and his rapping was going to be the death of me. I liked them both, Sam and Johnson, and it was killing me.

"Uh, Belle?" Johnson said, waving his hand in front of my face.

"Stop." I said, slapping his hand away.

"You were staring at us like you just saw a ghost. What's up?" He asked, a slight tone of sadness to his voice.

"I was just thinking, alright?" I snapped.

Now they're going to think I'm some rude, fake, bitch. Yay!

"Okay, sorry." He mumbled and went back to talking to Sam.

It's not like me to snap at someone like that. Although he was annoying me, being all questiony and shit, I shouldn't of been so mean.

I finished my breakfast and got up to get another glass of orange juice, when Johnson stopped me.

"I wanna talk." He whispered as he walked beside me.

"You are now." I replied smartly.

(meeeeee)