Living With Sam. (Pottorff Fafic)

Awakened, Hospitals, And Symptoms

I woke up to my left hand being held and rubbed, I look up at the person the hand belongs to and find sam. He's looking rough. His hair is messy, his eyes red either from the lack of sleep or tears, he looks skinnier as if he hadn't eaten anything, and he looks almost as worse as me but he's still cute. "Sam. I'm okay. I'm awake. No need to cry or hurt anymore. I'm perfectly okay." I say as my bottom lip quivered. He doesn't say anything he just keeps holding my hand as tears roll down his face. "Sam! Please say something! Damnit! Can't you see how much it hurts to see you hurting yourself like that?!?!" I yell as I cry. "I'm sorry. I'm glad your awake. I really am... I just feel like its my fault...." He said as he hugged me. "Sam. It wasn't you. Its these memories. Its these.... I don't even know.... Hallucinations. Or maybe fucking depression." I say as I hold him tighter. Sam asked through held back sobs "What memories? Or hallucinations?" I respond "My eating disorder." "Salem. What eating disorder?" He asks worried. "Bulimia. Purging." I respond. "Salem you are perfect just the way you are. You don't have to starve yourself. You don't have to throw up your food. Your perfection itself. Don't try to be skinny just to make yourself appealing to me. I, personally, love anyone. No matter the size, shape, sex, and looks." He says making me fall in love with him even more. I smile "Sam. Thank you so much. Oh shit! We still have to go on that double date." "Me and denise already planned it. She told him that she had to cancel because of a family emergency and he was okay with it. So we planned it and she bought you an outfit." Sam smiles back. "Oh by the way I almost forgot to mention the fact that the doctor is sending you home today so tonight we are going on that date." I smile "Oh! Yay!" Then I get dressed. The doctor and me go through the paperwork. We finished so me, sam, and denise drive to the apartment to get ready for our date. I walk up to my room and my mouth drops at the sight before my eyes. I see a beautiful red tank top that has a picture of sam and it says 'Thirsty For Sam Pottorff', a pair of brand new black skinny jeans (that weren't ripped up), then a brand new pair of fully black converses, and to top it all off was a red rose flower crown. I change into the outfit and find my reflection stunning.