One Last Time

Chapter 11

|| Y/N's POV ||

"What do you mean you're sorry?" I asked taken back by what he was trying to say.

"Well I'm sorry for walking into your life. Every time we kiss I feel like want more of you and I hate the idea of you not being mine. I hate myself for coming to LA. You know I was with a new girl every night, getting any girl I want. But not here not now not any more. I can't stop myself from thinking about you. I wake up with you on my mind and stay up late thinking about how it would be like to be with you. God Y/N I can't stop myself from falling for you." Sam spoke in of breath.

"I- uh- Sam, I didn't k-know, what to say. I'm sorry." My heart broke into 10 billion pieces.

"No, Y/N, I'm sorry." He said with a broken heart.

"I-I love you Sam." I smile like an idiot and looked down and my fingers.

"You're just saying that." He chuckled.

"No not this time. I really do love you, and it breaks my heart cause I-I don't know what to do." I said.

It was the truth, Sam makes me some type of way. It's not like Matt.

Matt gets me annoyed super easy and it takes Sam some time for me to get annoyed with him.

Maybe that's just cause he's my friend, and nothing more.

Who am I kidding, I'm in love with him.

Since the day I first met the brat. His eyes were a light caramel twinkling, but I've noticed that he doesn't have that anymore. Just recently to.

"Y/N are you serious?!" He asked rekindling the spark in his caramel eyes.

"I-I really am." I smile at my choice of words.

But his smile went down again and the spark was no more.

"But this isn't right."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"You're with Matt, and he really loves you. I can't just take you away from him." He slumped down in his spot.

I nod my head with out any response.

I feel so dumb, how could I actually think I could get away with loving 2 people the same. The idea is very idiotic but I want to pull it off, but I won't for the sake of myself, Matt and most importantly Sam I won't.

"Y/N, if you and Matt were to break up. Would you give me a chance?" This sounded like a scenario he's replayed in his mind millions of times before.

"I-I don't know? I would need some time before I could actually love some one again." I was lying and he knew it.

"Okay." Was all he could manage to finish before he could sheepishly laugh at me.

"Well uh ready to go?" He asked point to the front.

"Uh ha it's getting pretty late." I said a little embarrassed.

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We drove back home so I could keep packing.

We arrived to the house with strobe lights going on and off and music blaring from every window.

I'm not having this today I'm very tired.

"No one told me there was a fucking party!" I said an aggressive and angry tone.

"Woah it's okay you can go change." He laughed at his lame come back.

"Not that you dumb dumb. I don't want no party shit. I'm fucking tired." I said rolling my eyes into the next Galaxy.

"Alright, we just go hang out in you room and close the door and maybe that could block out some of the sound." He smiled and took me by the LOWER waist and led me to the house.

I was kinda surprised it made me jump a little.

"Just calm down babe." He whispered with a major smirk spread across his face.

We pushed through all the sweaty teenaged bodies grinding to The Hills by the Weekend, as Sam led us up the stairs.

I'm pretty sure we looked pretty scandalous but we weren't up to anything.

Before we reached my room Sam embraced me into a big bear hug.

We reached my room I quickly closed and locked the door.

"Okay well that was fun." I chuckled a bit.

"Ya. Um what's this?" He asked holding up his phone with a picture.

It looked like. No. It can't.