Scars

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Alexa POV

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"I love you"

Did I just hear that right? Surely not. Maybe my mind is fooling me.

"Sorry what?" I ask with confusion laced throughout the words.

"I...Love...You" Sam replies whilst facing me and holding the top of my shoulders with a gentle grip. One of them grips which is gentle enough to show that he means no harm but strong enough to show that he doesn't want to let me go.

All I do in response is nod as I don't actually know what to say. Believe me, you don't have to tell me twice that I'm a bitch for not saying 'I love you' back but I guess I just need more time. I've never been one to rush into things. Yes I know we have been in a relationship for some time now but we haven't said that to each other in...in months. I can't just say it back when I don't know whether I truly mean it.

When I nod, I see Sam's fall with disappointment. Feel guilty? Definitely.

"Hey, I'm just not ready. Soon, I promise you" I say whilst cupping his face and planting a small kiss on his rosy, plump lips.

A smile spreads across his face, filling me with happiness knowing that he now knows how I really feel and he isn't upset about it.

Well I don't think he is...

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Walking through the door to our apartment after a very long but relaxing and eye opening night with the man I adore felt like I was in heaven.

Slipping off my heels, placing them by the front door and then walking on the fur rug which was placed centre of the hall made it feel like I was walking on clouds. (A/N - any girls out there can probably relate to how good this feeling is)

Knowing that Sam loves me and has actually said it to my face, kind of puts my mind at rest. One of the worst feelings is being around someone and never knowing how they honestly feel about you. I hate it. Constantly having to guess at whether you are wanted in their life is enough to make you feel sick.

As Sam walks upstairs to get ready for bed, I slowly walk into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of milk. It's crazy how Sam saying that he loves me can make me question everything. Has he always loved me? Why did he say he loved me tonight? Does he actually love me?

Carefully taking each step up the staircase, I try to forget all of these questions that he has put in my mind so I can get a good night's rest.

I open our bedroom door carefully noticing Sam asleep, laying peacefully whilst the moonlight shines down off of his face. Its memories like this that I will remember forever and make me realise that this is all worthwhile and that everything happens for a reason.

I quickly slip on my blush pink silks pyjamas before climbing into bed and pulling the covers over my shivering body.

Just as I am falling into my deep slumber, I feel a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist.

"I meant everything I said earlier...there's no need to be afraid baby girl" Sam whispers into my hair before planting a kiss on my cheek, sending goose bumps all over my body.

I grab his hand and kiss his knuckles multiple times.

Falling asleep was now not a problem in the slightest, knowing that I was being held by the love of my life.

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A/N - I owe you guys the biggest apology EVER!! I have been held up with school so so so bad as I am in my final year so it is filled with mock exams and actual exams  I have also been extremely ill, having non-stop doctor's appointments and being on so much medication sucks :/ I will try my very best to have at least one update per week. I REALLY hope you understand why I haven't updated.

Love you!!

Chels✨