Sam's POV
I was visiting my friend Cameron in the hospital, after I had got a call from his best friend nash saying that he cut his foot open on tin can. Idiot. I left jack's house and drove to the hospital. I hate hospitals ever since my dad died years ago. They always give me this lingering memory of him but all that I want to do is forget that day.
I was walking down the hall way when I heard muffled cries. I kept walking to see a girl sitting on the floor with her face in her knees crying. I wanted to see if she was okay so I walked over to her a tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up at me revealing her beautiful face. How can someone be so beautiful, even when they are bawling their eyes out? I asked if she was okay, but I pulled her in a hug, just letting her cry in my chest when I saw that she was too upset to answer. She had tears streaming down her face and she mascara was smudged every where but she still managed to look beautiful.
I had a conversation with her once she calmed down. I could easily sense the hurt and pain in her voice when she tried to talk as normal as she could when deep inside, I'm sure that she just wanted to cry. I gave her my number afterwords so that she could call me if she needed me. I hope that i see her again. I started to walk back to Cameron's room when I realized that she never told me her name.
"I never caught your name, beautiful."
"Peyton", she answered. And that's when I knew that this girl was going to be the death of me.
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constellations :: s.w [completed]
Fanfiction"I hate you" "No you don't babe, you love me" he replied with a playful smirk plastered across his face "Samuel Howard Wilkinson, I hate the fact that I don't hate you" © All Rights Reserved to @lmaowilk © 2015 @lmaowilk