diagnosed ; sam wilkinson

chapter 6.

I HAVENG UPDATED IN TWO MONTHS AND I NEVER REalized that i left that at SUCH A BAD CLIFFHANGER I HATE MY LIFE OKAY IM GONNA UPDATE NOW :-)

s a m ;

recap:
"who are you?" i asked and furrowed my eyebrows.

the look on charlies face was priceless.

her smile faded and her face dropped, she started crying uncontrollably and i couldnt help but laugh.

"why the fuck are you laughing?" charlie asked standing up and backing away from the hospital bed.

"oh my god charlie it was a joke. i know who you are. duh" she smiled and walked towards the bed. "youre my cousin from california." i said and her face dropped again. "im joking im joking. youre my wonderful girlfriend that i love very much" i said and she relaxed only to start hitting me.

"fuck you sam. i hate you so much." she said still hitting me.

"hey what did the cancer boy do" i laughed.

"dont say that" she gave me a stern look. "do you know how many tickets i am probably going to have because your stupid ass had to scare me like that" she said smiling.

"hey its not my fault. blame the tumor." i said grabbing her hand in mine.

i loved the feeling of her skin touching me. even if it was just me holding her hand. she always made me feel so loved. she made all the bad go away by even just looking at me. i was so inlove with this girl it is unbelievable.

c h a r l i e ;

i had texted my mom and told her what happened to sam and she told me she would extend my curfew to 9. it was currently 8. i had about 45 minutes left with sam until tomorrow.

sammy, the jacks and i were currently sitting in the hospital room just hanging out. sam was so lucky to have us in his life and he knew that.

"hey so you guys know how jack and i put some videos out there on the interweb?" gilinsky said allowed.

we murmered our yes' and gilinsky continued on.

"well they have gotten really popular and jack and i have a shit load of followers on twitter and stuff"

"whats a shit load?" sam asked sitting up farther than he already was.

"i have 60 thousand and g has 75 thousand" johnson said pulling up twitter. (im crying bc i cnakfkakfkskd thats sldmakfns)

"holy shit thats a lot!" i said checking to make sure i read that right.

"and guess what" gilinsky asked.

"what" sam and i said.

"sammy boy has 25 thousand" gilinsky said showing us sams twitter account.

"wtf why??" sammy said grabbing his phone. "i havent even been on twitter in like 85 years" he stifled a laugh.

"i dont know. a lot of the "fans" said you were hot" johnson said airquoting the word fans.

"thats until they find out im just some cancer kid." sammy said scrolling through twitter.

"hey shut up" i scolded sammy.

i hate when he refers to himself as that. it makes me feel sickened that he even thinks about himself that way.

i check twitter and start to look onto the guys twitter pages. i come across something in my mentions.

"@charliexo who tf are you and why are you all over my man?"

i started busting out laughing. "who the fuck is this girl im dying, she tweeted me 'who tf are you and why are you all over my man' HER MAN?" i said cracking up laughing.

i tweeted back.

"@gilinskysbae your man hmm?" the tweet read. i added a picture and pulled up my camera. i got up from the chair and sat on the hospital bed. i handed my phone to g who was sitting in a spot to take a picture.

"g take a picture" i said and went to kiss sam.

i placed my lips on sams and put my hands on his cheeks. his hand was on my side.

"done" gilinsky said and handed me my phone back.

i attachted the picture and tweeted it to the girl.

"what was that for?" sam asked curious as to why i just forced a picture upon him. he hates getting his picture taken now that he is in the hospital.

"go check my twitter" i said laughing.

everyone started cracking up. gilinsky and johnson retweeted the tweet.

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747 words.

im gonna update again.