"Hey Sammy, which looks better-" Alex came bursting through my door, holding two different leather jackets. "With this shirt?" He looked down in deep thought.
"I say the one on the left." Jack spoke up, surprising Alex.
"Oh Jack. What are you doing here, in my sisters room, with the door closed, laying on her bed, with her?" He questioned with an eyebrow raised.
"We've been making out." Jack shrugged. "What do you think? I've been waiting for you." He rolled his eyes.
"Your brother is so clueless sometimes." He turned to me and whispered in my ear, making me giggle.
"What are you whispering about?" Alex pondered.
"Nothing of your concern, Alex. Chill." Jack said.
He rolled his eyes but let it go. "So which one?" He asked again.
"The one on the left." I said, agreeing with Jack. "Where are you going?"
"Going to a club."
Jack cooed. "With who?" He smirked.
"You're such an idiot." He laughed.
"What? Why?" Jack asked clearly confused.
"You texted me this morning telling me we should all go to the club tonight."
"Ohhh yeah." He laughed. "I guess I did."
"So why are you here?" Alex asked.
"I don't remember."
"What am I gonna do with you?" Alex sighed, shaking his head. "We are still going to the club right?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm down. Text the other guys." Alex nodded and headed back to his room.
"He's so easy to mess with." He chucked. "You wanna go to the club with us?"
"Me?" I asked. "I don't think I can get in." I shook my head.
"Stay close to me and they'll let you in." He winked at me.
"I don't know..." I wasn't sure how well I'd do in such a crowded place.
"Relax, just stay with me and you'll be alright." He smiled at me. "I'll keep you safe."
His smile made me wavier and I found my nodding. He smiled bigger and hugged me quickly. "Get ready! We're leaving in an hour!" He jumped off my bed and ran to Alex' room.
What did I just get myself into?
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Saving You ( All Time Low )
Teen FictionDepressed. Pathetic. Suicidal. Unloved. Unworthy. Those are just a few words that Samantha Gaskarth would use to described herself. But there are a few boys who say otherwise. They don't see what she sees. They see a diamond. And they want to...
