I woke up because Chris kissed my cheek, "Hey princess." he smiled.
I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, "How's your breathing?" he asked and I thought for a second and focused on my breathing. I winced when I took a deep breath and it hurt my chest, "No better."
He sighed and rubbed my back, "Can I talk to you?" he whispered. I think this is about what I heard when I woke up, so I nodded. He helped me up and I grabbed a hoodie, he took my hand and we went downstairs to the lobby and he got me coffee. He's the sweetest!
We sat down at a small table and he grabbed my free hand with his and stroked the back with his thumb. "What's wrong?" I asked even though I knew what was wrong already... "I don't want to sound over protective again.." he sighed.
"If something is concerning you, tell me, please?" I said looking him in the eye and tilting my head a little. He sighed again and looked down at the table, "I went in to the living room today and you were asleep on Sam, which I guess is okay, but what bothered me was when he.."
I looked at him confused, I don't remember him doing anything..
"He kissed the top of your head which is my thing," he said defensively, "and he ran his hand over your thigh and I lost it.." My eyes widened, I didn't know he did that?
"I just didn't know if anything was going on between you two and you know you can always tell me-"
"Christian. Nothing is going on between Sam and I."
He sighed with relief and brought my hands to his lips. "I know we broke up, but I love you."
I smiled, "I love you, too," he smiled and I melted, "So you're okay?"
He nodded and we got up and went back upstairs. I sipped my coffee and then he grabbed it from me and took a big sip. I glared at him and he laughed and gave it back to me, I wiped the straw off and made a disgusted face, even though I really didn't care, and he laughed harder.
"How's your breathing?"
I shrugged, "It's okay right now." His grip tightened on my hand and he pushed me against a wall and kissed me hard. I was shocked but kissed back. He ran his hand up and down my side and then firmly gripped my hip bone and kissed me hard before pulling away, "Sorry," he smirked, "I couldn't help it."
"No need to apologize." I smiled and kissed him one more time. I stood up straight and he grabbed my hand again and we walked back to the room. Chris opened the door and the first thing I heard was Sam's voice saying, "-gonna tell her."
Chris didn't seem to hear it, he waved at everyone and I stayed next to him, I looked up and saw Sam staring at me, and blushed and looked down when I caught him. Luke nudged his arm and slightly, so slight I barley caught it, nodded towards Chris' hand that was intertwined with mine. Sam glanced over and then quickly looked away and got up. He walked past me and slammed the door leaving most of us confused.
I looked at Chris and he nodded and let go of my hand. I opened the door and ran after him, "Sam! Wait!"
I caught up to him and jumped on his back, nearly knocking him over. He grabbed my legs so I didn't fall when he stumbled, but he caught himself. "What?"
"Why are you so mad all of a sudden?"
"I'm not mad."
"SAM!" I yelled and jumped off his back and grabbed his shoulders, "You just angrily left the room and slammed the freakin door! You can't tell me you're not mad!"
"Nikki, I'm not mad." hOw is he so calm right now?
"Then what's wrong?" I dropped my arms and looked at him. He shook his head and turned to walk away, but I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.
"Sam you're obviously mad-"
"I'm not mad, Nicole!"
"Then what's wrong?"
"You!"
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Update: Still no phone ! I haTe updating on my computer but hopefully I'll have my phone back soon ! Love you guys :)
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