stargazer // lawlorff

THREE

(Kian's POV)

I woke up with a pain in my head and a boy on my mind. After I threw up in the bathtub, I pulled out my phone and stared aimlessly at the contact picture Sam put in my phone last night.

I had an amazing time with him last night, we danced and took shots and talked about people around us we thought were total cliches. And the worst part was that feeling I got from him, like I was going to fall in love at any given moment.

Jc knows me best, and as he would always say, I don't get attached. It's sad but true, I regrettably have used girl after girl just to get laid, and I'm ashamed of that part of me. I wish it never existed, and I want to change for the better.

Which brings me back to Sam. You know you're fucked when you meet someone who makes you want to be a better person.

And I do, I want to do better and be nicer and be committed to someone and only one someone.

And it's too soon to find out thus far, but I think that I'm starting to like him. This is even crazier for me, because I've never had a crush on a boy before, ever.

And it's terrifying me that I think that I like one for real.

I clicked send text message on Sam's contact information and smiled to myself. So what if I liked him. He's gorgeous, who can really blame me for catching feelings.

You: Hey Sam:) Good morning!

I looked at the text that I just sent and sighed. That was really lame, wasn't it.

Maybe I'm just being insecure.

It took him no longer than thirty seconds to reply.

Sammyyyy 💖: mornin':) sleep well?

I beamed down at my phone and typed a response quickly.

You: I'm hella hungover :(

Sammyyyy💖: aw poor baby. I'll be over in five

You: what?

Sammyyyy💖: just trust me on this one.

He showed up in under three minutes.

"Hey!" he said when I opened the door. I let him in and hugged him shortly.

"Hey Sammy." I smiled.

I sat on the bed and he sat beside me.

"Okay, so back in my hometown I used to get drunk a lot with my friends," he said, "and in order to not get caught by my parents the next day around, they came up with this special smoothie thing to get rid of a hangover."

"I don't have a blender," I awkwardly spat out. Why did he make me so nervous? He was just being friendly.

He laughed. His laugh was so adorable j wanted to have it play in my ears every day for the rest of my life. It was such an angelic sound that I decided right then and there to aim to make him laugh as much as I possibly could.

"I figured that. We'll go grocery shopping."

I looked at him strangely. "Grocery shopping? What, are we married now?"

He winked. "If that's what ya want."

I giggled like a little child and blushed. Maybe I did want that.

"Well let's get going then, shall we, Mrs. Lawley?"

He pouted. "I'm the wife now, huh. Why do I have to be the wife?"

I smiled at him. "You're prettier than me. So, you're the wife."

Jc laughed. "Get a room, you two!"

Shit. I forgot that I had a roommate.

My face went white. "Sorry.." I muttered and nodded to Sam that we should get going.

I'm so embarrassed.

We got out the door and Sam shut it behind me.

I was much taller than him so he looked up at me, nearly stretching his neck to the point where it may break.

I smiled down at him and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing wifey, you're just pretty is all."

He blushed. "I'm not pretty.." He looked away.

I grabbed his cheek and made him look me in the eye.

"No, you're right. You're beautiful." I said with a wink.

He blushed even more and looked at the ground. I could tell he didn't believe me, and this made me so terribly sad.

I grabbed his hand and he looked back up. "C'mon. Walmart won't wait forever." I said, happily pulling him along.

He smiled and I closed my eyes, permanently capturing that beautiful image behind my eyes forever.