Adopted by O2L

Chapter 9

"You're not capable of loving anyone you whore!" Trevor yells at me
What the hell did I do to deaerve this. Trevor and I have been dating for a month and he's never acted like this before. Never. "You kissed Kian! Really, Dallas, are you kidding me?" He shouts
I can only see a little sliver, the tiniest bit of guilt in his eyes, but it quickly fades. "It was a dare Trevor. A fucking dare I love you and only you. Why the hell don't you understand that? Can't you see how jealous I feel when you kiss your fans on their cheeks or hang out with female friends? Can't you see that you the only one for me!" I scream

"DALLAS WAKE UP!" Andrea yells, "it's 7:20 and I'm hungry, I want dinner!" She exclaims.
It's 7:20, shit, oh shit. I open my window and climb really fast all the way to the roof. I get up there and no one is there. I check my phone and it says 7:25. Am I really too late? I feel a tear slip dowm my cheek as I sit down on the couch. One after the other the tears start to come. "I was too late." I whisper to myself
I bring my knees up to my chest and hug them crying into my legs. What the hell is wrong with you Dallas Franta? What is wrong with you. What would your dad say if he saw you crying over Trevor? What would he say? Oh yeah he would probably ground me and then kick Trevor out of the house telling him to go live with his mother again. Ugh. Pull yourself tohether girl pull yourself tog-. "Hey Dallas." A voice says from behind me.
That voice belongs to the beautiful, sexy guy Trevor Moran. He sits on the couch beside me. "Sorry I'm late." I whisper, "I fell asleep. I really haven't gotten a lot of sleep."
He looked at me. "Yeah I was afraid you weren't going to come up here." He tells me, I put my feet on the floor. "Okay, so I knew about your whole YouTube thing and it feels like I already know you and you obviously know about O2L so I feel like we both know eachother already."
"Yeah, but Trevor you don't really know me, know me. You have no clue what I'm like on the otherside of the computer screen. You don't know what I do for fun or what my favorite color is." I would've continued but Trevor had something to say
"For fun you have lazy days, where you sit down on your bed and watch Netflix on your computer, and you eat food. Your favorite color, even though it's not a color, it's the absence of a color, is black. Tell me I don't know you now." He says with a cocky attitude
Wow bruh. Can you say that he's a Dallas Cowboy? "Alright I guess you do know me." I quietly say, "Dallas Cowboy." I mutter
He smirks amd then scoots closer to me, and then grabs my hand. You see the thing about you Dallas C. Franta, is that you don't care about the money or the fame or the adventures you go on. You only care about what makes you happy and that's what I like most about you Dallas. I'm completely shocked that no one adopted you before Connor did." He states
I half smile, half frown, if that's even possible. "Yeah." I say pulling my hand away from Trevor's.
He looks me in the eye and I look him in his eyes. Somehow I ended up on top of Trevor, placing my lips onto his. This doesn't feal how I imagined it would feel... I hear distant footsteps and the this, "Oh mer gerd #Trelas all the way bitch." The one and only Sam yells.
"Go to hell Sam!" Trevor yells when I pull away
"Well buddy I'm already there." Sam sarcastically says. "But calm your balls cause Connor, not Sam wants to talk to you. Remember that. I'm saving you from getting your ass kicked." Sam smirks
"Don't tell anyone about what you saw please don't Sam I'm begging you." I say
"For you my dear no one shall be told, but if he had asked everyone would already know." Thank God, thank God
I stand up and then Trevor does. Trevor walks over to the side of the house his bedroom is on and then disappears. When he's gone Sam walks up to me. "Dallas, I'm warning you right now, Trevor isn't the guy you think he is. You may see him as a good guy on camera and now, but in a month or so you'll see him as he really is, an ignorant asshole. That's why he's stayed with his mom up until last month. His mother couldn't take it anymore. His mom, Dallas so that says something. She told us that she was signing her parental rights over to Jc." Sam explains
"But Sam everyone has good in them, they're not all rotten to the core." I say to him
He shrugs his shoulders and gives me a hug. "He's not a saint and the only reason I'm so depressed to the point that I cut, is him." He whispers
I hug Sam and then tell him to come into my room. We walk towards mt side of the roof and climb down. Sam gows down first and them helps me down. We enter my bedroom and sit in the bean bag chairs, after Sam shuts and locks the window. I hope Trevor really isn't the guy that Sam is saying that he is. "I know this really good tattoo parlor." I say, "Let me see your arm." Sam gives me his arm and I roll his sleeve up. It's bad, scars on top of scars, cuts on top of cuts. "When these heal, I'll take you to the tattoo parlor, and you can cover these up. You will be happy from now on." I say, "Can I try something?" I ask
"Yeah of course," he says as I roll his sleeve down.
I stand up and tell him to too. I walk towards him and he walks towards me. He looks a little nervous. I hug him and then when I pull my head back I gently connect our lips. Oh my god, this is what I've imagined a kiss to feel like. This is perfection.

(A/N: I was going to make Dallas and Trevor fall in love but then I realized that most of the fan fictions out there make their main character and Trevor fall in love. You don't see a lot of fan fics with Sam and the main character in love, so here you go. I'm cruel and I also just changed my entire story plot but oh well. If you want to check out my page of edits on Instagram, @bris_editzz, and my main account bwianna_lowenz. That's pretty much it. Stay sexual.
-Brianna)