chapter 20 sam

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The air was heavy with anticipation as Y/N stood at the entrance of the old, decrepit asylum. The full moon hung low in the sky, casting eerie shadows across the cracked pavement. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, the thrill of the night drawing her closer to her friends.

“Are you ready for this?” Colby asked, his voice a mix of excitement and apprehension. He stood beside Sam, who was adjusting the camera settings, a determined glint in his eyes.

“Of course! What’s the worst that could happen?” Y/N smirked, trying to mask her own nerves. The asylum had been abandoned for decades, its walls riddled with stories of madness and despair. But the prospect of exploring it with Sam and Colby filled her with a rush of exhilaration.

“Right, let’s go!” Sam declared, leading the way into the dark abyss. Jamie, the quiet yet adventurous one of the group, followed closely behind, clutching a flashlight that flickered ominously.

Once inside, the atmosphere shifted. The air was thick, smelling of mildew and decay. Each step echoed through the empty halls, the sound bouncing off the walls, creating an unsettling symphony. Y/N found herself walking next to Sam, their shoulders brushing together occasionally, sending shivers down her spine.

“Stick together, guys,” Sam instructed, his tone serious. He turned to Y/N, a playful smirk on his lips. “Don’t want you getting lost in here.”

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t mind being lost with you,” she teased back, her heart racing. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, and the thrill of the asylum only amplified it.

As they delved deeper into the asylum, the air grew colder, and strange noises echoed around them. Colby decided to take the lead with Jamie, leaving Y/N and Sam in the rear. An unexpected chill ran down Y/N’s spine as she felt Sam’s gaze linger on her.

“Are you scared?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.

“Maybe a little,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing. The dark, haunted atmosphere combined with Sam’s intense stare made her heart race in ways she couldn’t ignore.

“Want me to protect you?” He stepped closer, his breath warm against her ear. The proximity sent a shockwave of desire coursing through her.

“Maybe I want to protect you,” she challenged, her voice barely above a whisper.

Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the hall, making Y/N jump. She clutched Sam’s arm instinctively, and he glanced down at her, a grin spreading across his face.

“Looks like we’re in this together,” he said, his tone serious yet playful.

They stumbled upon a room that looked like it had once been a patient’s quarters. Rusty beds lined the walls, their frames creaking under the weight of age. The atmosphere buzzed with a heavy tension that pulled Y/N toward Sam.

“Let’s check it out,” Sam suggested, motioning for Y/N to follow him inside.

As they stepped into the room, the door creaked ominously behind them. Y/N felt an electric charge between them as Sam moved closer. In the dim light, she could see the intensity in his eyes, and her breath hitched.

“Y/N…” Sam murmured, his voice low and husky. Just as he leaned in, Jamie and Colby’s laughter echoed from down the hall, breaking the spell.

“Hey, we should go find them,” Y/N said, pulling away reluctantly.

“Or we could stay here…” Sam’s voice trailed off, his eyes dark with desire as he stepped closer again. The tension was palpable, thick with unspoken words and desires.

“Sam…” she breathed, her heart racing.

And then, in an instant, he closed the gap, capturing her lips with his in a passionate kiss. Y/N melted into him, the world around them fading away. It was just them, the haunted asylum, and the heat between their bodies.

With every kiss, every touch, the haunting shadows of the asylum seemed to recede. Sam’s hands tangled in her hair as she pulled him closer, the warmth of his body igniting a fire within her.

“Is this okay?” Sam whispered against her lips, his breath hot and needy.

“More than okay,” Y/N replied, her skin tingling with anticipation. She reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as heat surged between them.

The room felt alive, the air thick with unbridled passion. Sam’s fingers danced along her waist, exploring the curves of her body as Y/N pressed against him, feeling every inch of him. The world outside faded into oblivion, leaving only the intoxicating connection they shared.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Jamie and Colby stepped in, their playful banter halted by the sight before them.

“Uh… wow,” Colby exclaimed, a smirk breaking out on his face. “Looks like we found a whole different kind of ghost.”

Y/N and Sam broke apart, breathless and wide-eyed, caught in the act. The tension in the room shifted, laughter echoing through the asylum, but the heat of the moment lingered between Y/N and Sam, promising more exciting adventures ahead.




>sorry I haven't posted in a bit kinda forgotten about this so if you have any ideas for the next one the please let me know I'm also thinking about writing a vampire diaries one-shot I'm not sure just let me know if you want that so yeah see ya in the next one<

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