-- 36 days till tour --
Being back in the house is weird. I haven't been here in pretty much a week. I've missed it all. Standing here in my shared bedroom with Sam made me kind of upset. I haven't slept in the night comfortably with Sam for too long. Now we'll be waiting a week longer now.
Sam was packing his suitcase. I was packing a bag for myself too so I didn't have to keep coming back here. I threw in lots of clothes and just in case I needed them my hair straightener and makeup bag. Along with my laptop. Would give me something to do.
I put the last of my things in the bag and just stood there. Staring down at it and thinking about what's to come. I heard footsteps coming closer to me. Then felt arms circle around my waist.
Sam had his arms around me and his chin resting on my shoulder. He's not all for this plan. But he has to be. He knows I'll do something different. And that different scares him.
"I'm not going to like this you know." He said.
"I know you're not. But it's for the best."
"It better be."
"Just have faith in me Sam."
"I do. It's just I don't have faith in them ever leaving us alone."
Sam let go of me and I turned on my heels to look up at him. His eyes were full of sadness and he looked so depressed. Wish he wouldn't feel this way.
"Yo Sam Uber's here let's go!" Nate yelled from downstairs. It caught Sam's attention and I looked down at the ground.
Sam's hand came to rest on my cheek. Making me glance up at him.
"I love you. You know that. And remember our rules. We'll be talking every night." He told me.
I smiled and let out a little laugh while pressing my forehead against his. God I'll miss him. This week is going to go by so slow.
"You better go." I spoke up again. He nodded and then leaned in, kissing me passionately one last time. He let go then grabbed his bag. I grabbed mine as well then we both walked down to the living room.
Me and Johnson hugged first. Before Nate came over to me. He stared down at me. The both of us not uttering a single word. Instead he just quickly wrapped his arms around me. His grip was tight and his head buried in the crook of my neck. I hugged back. Shutting my eyes tight, trying not to cry.
"I love you Ri. Please be safe." He whispered into my ear.
I smiled and tightened my grip.
"I'll try to." I told him. Can't make any promises. He should know that. We don't know what's to come.
We pulled away then I watched them leave the house. Going down the walkway to make their way to the car. Both Madison and Gilinsky came up beside me. One on each side. They both placed a hand on my back. Looking at me with a smile.
My eyes didn't leave the boys until they left in the Uber. My heart broke inside. I felt it shattering into a million little pieces.
Why'd I ever get myself so attached in the first place? This is how it will always be from here on out. I've dug myself deep with these boys. And I can't get away from them. I love them so much and can't stand the idea of them being away from me. It makes me nervous.
"So come on, let's go out and do something fun." Gilinsky spoke up.
"I can't you dummy. This isn't all healed up yet." I said pointing to my face.
"I could help with that." Madison said. I looked over at her with a confused face. "You are familiar with the concept of makeup aren't you?"
I rolled my eyes and let out a laugh.
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Mistreated A Sam Wilkinson FanFic
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