Things I can't forget

Awkward

My whole body was on fire. Every touch, every sound made my body tingle. My breathing was shallow and ragged. My body burned from desire. I couldn't detangle myself from Sam. Last night was amazing. The passion that we shared together and we had for each other was just so incredible. I've never felt something as powerful in my entire life. Sam was, as always a gentleman. He was sweet and loving. He constantly asked me if I was okay, which was so caring and kind of him. His face, his body, his smile was perfect. His lips to me were like oxygen and without them I wouldn't be able to survive. His-

"Well, good morning- oh!" Rebecca gasped as myself and Sam stumbled through the kitchen door, practically eating each other's faces off.

"Oh, um, hi?" I felt my face go red. I had no idea that Rebecca had gotten home. Since she'd stayed the night over at Alex's I had assumed she wouldn't be home for a while.

"Good morning Miss Manners," Sam said clearing his throat and abruptly standing up straight, clearly embarrassed for being caught off guard like that.

"How was prom?" Rebecca asked me turning back to the washing up she had started before we had come in.

"It was really good. Dallas and I won Prom King and Queen!" I gushed excitedly glad from the attention being taken away from the awkward situation.

"That's wonderful! It looks as if though you had a great night," she faced us looking both myself and Sam up and down with a pointed look. "Why don't you both go and put some more clothes on," she gestured to the two of us who were wearing nothing but our underwear.

"I was just thinking the same thing," I said awkwardly pushing Sam out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.

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"Hey Mum," Sam called as we walked the front door.

"Oh Sam! Juliet!" She greeted us excitedly.

"Hi Mrs Parker," I said as she gave me a hug.

"I think you two should go and try to get Dallas out of bed," she grimaced. "I've been trying all morning but he must have had some alcohol or something last night. Silly boy, it was a prom not a night club," she shook her head in disapproval.

"I'm sure he'll wake up when I mention the blueberry muffins I bought for him," I smiled. Myself and Sam made our way up the stairs.

Mrs Parker was good. In fact she was better than good. After finding the small lump in her breast, together we went to the doctors on Tuesday to find that it was nothing to be concerned about. She has a beast cyst which is a firm, fluid- filled lump. It's also non cancerous so there was no need for us to panic. Although it was good that we got it checked because then we would never have known what it may have been.

"Dallas," I called as I knocked on his bedroom door but there as no answer. I gently pushed the door open to see him asleep lying faced down on top of his messed up bed wearing nothing but his boxers.

"Hey Dallas," I whispered as I walked over to him. I bent down and poked him in his side but there was no movement. "Dallas, wake up! I bought you some blueberry muffins," I said motioning for Sam who was standing in the door way to come help me.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed as Dallas suddenly pulled me down onto the bed. He rolled me onto my stomach and I felt his weight as he jumped and sat on my back.

"Dallas-get-off-me," I tried to say with my face pressed down in the duvet.

"You didn't actually believe I had a hangover, did you?" I could hear him grin before whispering something something I couldn't hear.

Abruptly I was pushed even further down into the bed as another body, which could only have been Sam, jumped on top of me making me feel as if my life were being crushed.

"This is a tag team match now, Juliet."