Lucy's p.o.v
"but daddy, I'm not tired" Summer whined "but Summer, if you don't go to bed. auntie Ellie won't teach you how to dance anymore and I know how much you like dancing" Sam told her "please daddy" Summer started again "Sam sit down. I got this" I told him before turning to Summer "come on. bed now and no dancing for a week" I added while following her to her bedroom "and one more thing little one, listen to daddy when he tells you to go to bed. He just wants whats best for you. He loves you" I explained "okay, mummy" she replied "can i say goodnight to daddy?" she asked "I'll send him in. just get changed and into bed" I told her before kissing her forehead.
I walked back into the living room "you okay Sam?" I asked sitting next to him "yeah I'm fine" he replied kissing check "no your not" I said "what? Lucy I'm fine honestly" he told me "if you say so. Summer wants to say good night to you" I replied "okay" he mumbled standing up and waked off to Summer's room.
-text convo-
Ellie: hey girl. How's everything?
me: hey, everything is great. Sam is a bit moody.
Ellie: get used it. he has his moments.
me:I'll get the beer, summer is in bed now so.
Ellie: that would help.
-end of convo-
"everything okay?" Sam asked coming into the living room "yeah, Ellie says hi by the way" I replied placing my phone down in the table before leaning in too Sam and kissed him "Sam. I can't do this anymore" I told him standing up "do what? Lucy please don't say you're breaking up with me. I love you and I love summer" Sam said standing as well "I know your under stress with tour but somethings off" I said facing him "then we can figure it out together. Lucy, I love you so much and summer is amazing and hopefully we will have a child of our own" Sam explained hugging me "I love you Sam but there is something still wrong" I mumbled "I love you too Miss dyer" Sam replied leaning in so we kissed.
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The love of dancing (Sam craske)
FanfictionAnd those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfe...
