Changed ✧ s.w

Chapter 9

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Sapphire's POV

My eyes fluttered open as the sunlight blinded me. I blinked a few times so I could adjust to my surroundings. I looked around and I was in a room I didn't recognise. I picked my phone up from the desk next to the bed and checked the time; 3.20pm.

Although in my defence we didn't even arrive at the viewpoint until like 4 in the morning so I had a good reason. I quickly dropped my mom a text to let her know I would be home soon and not to worry as I told her I would be sleeping at Maisie's, although that's not where I ended up.

I was laying on my side facing the window when light snores filled my ears coming from beside me. I was slightly apprehensive to turn over just incase it was someone I didn't want to see. I looked over to see Sam facing me, sleeping. He looked so adorable. But, why the heck was I sleeping in the same bed with him? I don't remember getting home last night, and I'm guessing this is Sam's house because there are shoes and boy clothes scattered over the floor.

After realising where I was, adrenaline rushed through me. Did everyone go home last night? Am I the only one here? I shouldn't be overreacting, but I've never been at a boys house alone before. I slowly peel the cover off from my body and slipped out of the room as quietly as I could to make sure not to wake him up.

As I left I realised I wasn't in my dress any longer and I was in a t-shirt and shorts. How the hell did I get in these? My cheeks heated up while my thoughts ran wild, did sam see my underwear? What am I saying he wouldn't do that? maybe I just did and don't remember. Yeah, lets go with that.

The house was quite large, but I found the kitchen rather quickly. By the looks of things, nobody else was awake, if there even is anyone here or not so I decided to look for something to eat as my belly rumbled with hunger. The cupboards were quite high up, so I stood on my tip toes to search but no finding anything. My last resort was the fridge which seemed to be stacked full of food.

I sat on the floor and leaned into the bottom of the fridge, reaching for the bacon. Why the hell was the bacon on the last tier of the fridge? it's a necessity.

"Damn, I've got a good view." Sam chuckled from behind me, leaning over the counter.

I rolled my eyes, realising in fact I had my butt sticking out. "Ha.Ha.Ha, Shush!" I wink, putting my finger over his mouth. I was starting to wonder where the hell all this confidence was coming from.

"Ooh, Kinky." Sam laughed. "Anyway, what are you doing?"

"I'm making myself breakfast, you know..that's why there's bacon in my hand right now.." I reply, putting my hand on my hip.

"Well i'll have one too, as you're making." He smirked, raising his eyebrow.

"Actually, I'm your guest. And I'm also not your slave, make it yourself." I say, throwing a few pieces of bacon in the frying pan and moving it round.

"You can be my slave if you want too, You didn't specify what type." He says casually. Oh, Samuel Wilkinson and his dirty mind.

I pretended I didn't hear his comment and ignored it. I looked around the kitchen in search for some bread. Sam reached into a cabinet grabbing out a loaf. "Here."

I thank him and made my breakfast, giving him the first bacon sandwich as I feel a bit guilty, I mean he did comfort me in my time of need so it's the least I could do.

"You know what?" He takes a bite. "This is so good. You my friend, would be good girlfriend material." Sam nodded.

My cheeks heated up, so I turned around trying to disguise my blushing. I joined him sitting at the counter. "So where is everyone else?" I asked, curiously.

"I'm presuming still asleep, they didn't go to sleep straight away when we got home so probably won't be awake for a while." He tells me.

I nod. "I just want to say thanks for last night."

He turned to face me and smiled. "My pleasure, I meant what I said. I care about you, a lot. It killed me to see you cry."

How am I supposed to reply to that? It still confuses me how he claims to care about me but let people take advantage and bully me, but at this moment I wasn't in the mood to push him and interrogate, so I just put my arms around him, he seemed quite taken back at first but hugs me back.

We stay like this for a few moments but I don't want to make it too awkward so I pull away, only to be pulled back.

"You look cute in my clothes by the way." He whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my neck.

I smacked him playfully. "How did I get in them? Please say you didn't change me.." I shield my face embarrassed.

"No, I didn't. I wouldn't invade your privacy, Maisie did."

Sam jumped down from the counter, grabs my hand and walks over to the lounge, plopping down on the sofa, pulling me down with him.

I grab the remote from his hand and flick through the channels, seeing Frozen is playing on a movie channel. I smile instantly. I love this film, I'm a real child at heart when it comes to Disney movies.

"No, there is no way in hell I am watching this." He protests, attempting to grab the remote back. I curl up into a ball protecting it, which is completely the wrong idea as Sam decides to tackle me.

We roll around the floor, giggling. I think we forgot about the movie because we ended up play fighting.

"S-Stop!" I screech. Sam hovered over me, holding himself up by putting his hands either side of my head. He stops and stares right at me. No, Saph. Stop it right now, I hope this isn't heading the way I think it is, I already made that mistake last night.

He flicks his attention between my eyes and lips. Stop, right now. You're supposed to despise this boy.

Don't you dare kiss him.

He leans down, his eyes not leaving mine and presses his soft lips onto mine, it feels strange but nice at the same time. He smiles into the kiss before pulling away.

"For someone who claims to hate me, you sure kiss me a lot." He winks.

I grin because he's right. Why does this keep happening? I do dislike him right?

"I don't hate yo-" I get cut off by Sam reattaching our lips. This time our kiss gets a little more intense and he licks my bottom lips requesting entrance. He slips his tongue into my mouth and our lips move in sync. I try to stop myself but I can't seem to. I'm enjoying it, more than I should.

We pull away after a few minutes of our intense make out session. I lay still, while he pulls himself back onto the sofa where we were previously sitting, I follow his actions.

"Okay, now we should probably watch the movie." He laughs, doing the cringe worthy yawn to put his arm around me move.

"Seriously?" I giggle, raising my eye brows at him. I pull his arm around me, causing him to smile. After around 10 minutes into the movie, I yawn and rub my eyes feeling slightly tired again.

"Are you tired?" Sam asks, I nod in response. I shuffle around and lay my head in his lap, not caring at this point about what he had done to me in the past and just concentrating on the moment.

I close my eyes and a few minutes later, Sam starts twirling my hair in his hands which makes me a little more sleepy. I fall asleep, feeling the happiest I have in years and it's all because of Sam.

Fuck.

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Okay, I intended this chapter to be so short but it ended up being 1.4k words lmaoooooo. So Sam and Saphy kissed..again!?!?

BUT OMG ANYWAY YESTERDAY I WENT TO SEE SINISTER 2 AND IT WAS PROBABLY THE SCARIEST FILM IVE SEEN, NO JOKE. IM USUALLY FINE WHEN IT COMES TO HORRORS BUT IT MADE ME FEEL SICK BUT IF YOU LIKE THAT SORTA STUFF I RECOMMEND IT.

I'll update again in a few days, thank you for reading👻