RACHEL'S POV
I was about to open the bedroom door so I could go hunt down a few of my other things that I had left in the living room when Sammy came bursting in. I was shocked and surprised, but deep down, my heart was singing at the fact that he was still here. The thought of leaving him was unbearable enough, but seeing him here again made it all better. But even so I couldn't help but wonder what he was still doing here.
"Sammy? What are you- "
"Don't talk. Just listen to me please." He urged. I kept quiet as he closed the door behind him. He walked towards me so that he was standing right in front of me. He smiled wide, and let out a sigh of relief. "I don't care anymore." Was all he said before capturing my lips with his in a long and heated kiss. And funny enough, I didn't care anymore either. I wanted him. I loved him. And I would enjoy this last moment we had together no matter how complicated things became.
I was quick to return the kiss and wrap myself around him. It felt so right to be here like this with him. Like we were meant to be. Even if deep down, I knew nothing good could come from something like this, I couldn't help feeling ecstatic at the fact that I was tasting his lips one more time. Sammy pulled away, breathless.
"Wait, Rachel. Before anything else, you have to know. You have to know how I feel. Rachel, I know you don't feel the same about me, I know you see me as a player and a tool, but I love you. And I have for the longest time, I just wasn't able to recognize what this was because I have never been in love before. But with you, I feel like I can finally learn. I was ready to tell you all of this last night, you know before you ran out on me. But then when I watched you leave, my heart broke. You left, and you made it clear that you didn't feel the same about me. And so I know this might not be what you want to hear, but I want you to stay. No, I NEED you to stay. I love you, and I don't know what would become of me if you left-"
I had heard enough, without another word, I forcefully pulled him back to me so that I could kiss him again and hopefully translate all of my emotions with that one simple kiss. He had told me he loved me. The one thing I had been dying night and day to hear him say, and he finally said it.
I would have burst out of happiness, but I was still trying to process his words and trying to make sure that this wasn't all a dream made to torture me slowly. I pulled away from him again.
"Say it again, please. Say it again Sammy." I pleaded, batting my eyelashes at him.
"I love you Rachel! With all my heart." He smiled wide again, with a twinkle in his eyes. He looked so happy, it made me happy too.
"I love you too Sammy. I love you despite the fact that you're such a fuckboy sometimes. But hey, hold up, what about that other chick? What about Blaize?" I asked remembering the reason as to why I had decided to leave in the first place.
"The only reason I even got with her was so that I could make you jealous Rachel. But that was at first. The second time I called her was because I thought you weren't into me, and so I didn't have any choice but to try and move on from you, and she was the first person that popped into my head. But she means nothing to me. In fact, I dropped her off at her house earlier today instead of hanging out with her because I just needed time alone to process the fact that you were leaving me." His smile disappeared as he finished his sentence.
"Sammy, that was when I thought I was just another girl. I thought you only saw me as a sex toy for you to play with when you were bored. Since you're not about the whole relationship thing, I was scared that we would never be anything more than just fuck buddies. I was scared about how much I loved you." I confessed.
"Don't be scared. As long as you want me, I will always be here by your side Rachel. I'm usually not the relationship type of guy, but for you Rachel I'd be willing to do anything." He lightly kissed my lips, but even a small gesture like that was enough to ignite a fire hot passion in me.
Before Sammy even had time to pull away, I pulled him back in. I kissed him hard and deep. My desire for him was too much to be contained. He kissed me back with the same fervor. He slowly walked me backwards until we reached my unmade bed. He wasted no time in removing both of our clothes. He hungrily kissed down my neck until he reached my waist.
He tightly gripped my hips and lifted my legs so that he had a better angle.
"Oh, you're so fucking beautiful." He groaned as he admired me from afar.
"Ugh, Sammy I love you so much, please just make me yours. " I begged him.
"No need to ask me twice, babygirl." And for the second time in a row, Sammy made love to me in the most delicate way. He was so passionate and loving. It was the Sammy from last night. The sweet and caring one. The one I fell in love with. The one who had also fallen in love with me. I gripped him tight against me as I felt our bodies move as one.
This wasn't about a stupid game or teaching him a lesson. This wasn't him and me fucking, this was love. As cheesy as that might sound, but it was true. I could feel in the way he would say my name. I could feel it in the way he leaned his forehead against mine, and him not being able to tear his eyes away from mine. It was me and him. Nothing else mattered. We stay entangled in one another as we loved each other not just once, but four times. It was like we couldn't get enough of one another.
I laid with my head on his chest and stared at the boxes that I had packed up and I couldn't help but feel a feeling of absolute happiness at the fact that I would be unpacking all of those boxes. I was here to stay. No more ridiculous fights with Sammy. And no more hiding our feelings. It was stupid to think that if we had only been honest about the way we felt then we would have been able to avoid all of this pain and heartache. We were so stupid. But we were together now, and that's what I cared about.
I looked over to Sammy who stared down at me with a goofy yet loving smirk.
"Morning, babygirl." I smiled, thinking that now, I really was his babygirl. But there was no way in hell I was ever calling him daddy.
"Hey Sam." I leaned in for another kiss when suddenly my door burst open. Crap, we forgot to lock it last night.
"Hey Rachel, I was just gonna-" Johnson stopped mid sentence as he caught a glimpse of me and Sammy, naked under the covers.
"Well, I was just gonna see if you needed any help. But I see Sammy has got that covered." He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows as he walked out the door. "Yo, Gilinsky! I won! You owe me $50! I just caught them in bed." I heard him yell downstairs.
"What no way! I thought we agreed on $20!" G yelled back. "Dang, that didn't take long.
"I call dibs on Blaize!" Nate chimed in.
I simply buried my head in Sammy's chest, and laughed at how imperfectly perfect our little family was.
"So we're totally kicking their butts for making bets over us, right?" Sammy asked.
"Hell yeah, I'll take Johnson, you got G." He simply laughed in agreement and laid another kiss on my lips.
