lean; s.w.

3.1

kayden delamare

*one week later*

"all them bitches is my sons but who's the daddy" i sing along to my music while packing for los angeles. "i graduate with honors, i ball, 'nead o'conner. i did a freestyle, then i got a shoutout from obama" i rapped and turned around when i heard someone rapping with me.

i seen sammy standing in my door way.

"have you not heard of knocking, you almost scared the shit out of me" i said putting my last pair of shoes in my second suitcase. he took a seat on my bed and pulled me onto his lap wrapping his arms around my waist.

"baby, you're distracting me" i whined trying to get out of his grip. "i don't want to let go. i love when you're in my arms. it's comforting" i smile and turn around leaving a few kisses on his lips then get back up to finish my packing.

"did you finish packing your bags" i don't even know why i asked, he most likely didn't and i would have to do it for him. "no" i roll my eyes and hurry to finish my packing.

i make sure i have everything then call flora asking if her and nate are ready they say yes and i tell them we'll be there in an hour.

sam takes my stuff downstairs while i go into my mom's room to tell goodbye for now. "hey, momma" she looks tired af considering it's only five in the morning and our flight isn't until eight in the morning. "it's time already" she whined, i mean i would too. i'm her only child and this is longest time we're gonna be apart other than science camp, which only lasted three days

"no, i'm just going to sam's to help him pack then i'm going to breakfast with flora, nate, and sam" i explain the next two hours to her and she nods understanding that we'll come back here and she'll drive us to the airport.

"alright sweetie, i'll see you later then" she sighs giving me a hug. i hug her back and smile into the hug then release her and walk downstairs and out the house to let her get some more sleep.

i walked over to the passenger side so sammy could drive so i don't have to.

he opens the door and slaps my ass when i get in, i look back at him and smile then peck his lips.

he walks over to the drivers side and hops in, roaring the car to life and driving out my driveway all the way to his house aka his parents house.

"morning mom" sam says giving her kiss on cheek once we walked into the house. i rubbed my butt since it hurt from sammy slapping it hard when i got out the car. "good morning, lori" i smile and she smiles back giving me a hug.

"we're gonna go to my room. bye mom" she waves at us then goes into the kitchen. i walk up the stairs in front of sam and can legit feel him burning a stare into my butt (if that makes sense). "stop staring" i tell him as we get to the top of the stairs. "i can't stare at something that's mine" he questions sounding a type of way. "oh be quiet and go pack" i instruct like a mother and head into his room after him.

*

we finally finished packing after years of sam complaining of what he does and doesn't want in his suitcases.

he takes the bags down to the car then comes back inside to say bye to his mom and dad. i wait patiently in the living room while they talk and just go on my phone until they finish their conversation.

he comes out the kitchen and walks over to me, intertwining our fingers and leads me outside for us to leave. "i love your ass in these sweatpants, babygirl" he tells me while i'm getting in the car. "you sound like such a fuckboy" i smile at him then peck his lips. he shuts my door then gets into his seat and drive off to get f-bomb and nathan.

"even if i don't stay, everything will be okay, everything will be okay, everything will okay" i sing along to the music from my phone that's playing out my aux cord.

"contemplating just who i could've turned out to be. if i stayed there with her, what would amount to me? if i looked and ain't found what i have founded me? i mean, it's hard, but they loved me, never looked down on me" sam rapped to the song and it shocked me because he just killed this verse and knew every word of that part.

"you never told me you could rap" he shrugs his shoulders and grabs my hand over the center console. "i mean, i do but i don't think it's all that important" he keeps his eyes on the road and gives my knuckles a kiss. "don't worry about it, i'm not going to pursue it anyways. it's just a hobby" he told me as we pulled into nate's driveway. "will you rap for me again some other time" i ask looking at him while he looked at the garage door straight ahead. "maybe" he replies then gets out and comes over to my side.

i walked into the house without knocking, knowing that if nate knew we were coming, he'd leave it unlocked.

i ran up the stairs while sam waited on the couch. i knocked on the door and heard two faint come in's. i opened the door and seen flora sitting on her suitcase while nate tried to zip it shut. "what is even in there" i ask while she changes her position into a laying form with her arms looking like they were glued to her sides.

"uh, shoes, purses, anything else i need that isn't clothes" she tells me in struggling voice. i just shook my head and laughed then made my way downstairs.

"they take for forever" i exaggerate to myself walking back down to sammy. "what's the hold up? i'm hungry and not only for food" he smirks at me and wiggles his eyebrows. "you make everything so twisted and gross, why?" he shrugs his shoulders pulling me into his lap. "if i didn't who would?" he tells me like it was simple and obvious.

"hashtag flate is here and looking good as always" flora announces making her and nate's presence known. "come on you peasants, i'm hungry" i joked making them laugh and walk faster.

we help them with their bags and flora's bag almost broke my arms. it felt like she was carrying bricks and rocks in her bag. "fucking heavy ass bag" i curse throwing it in the back then getting into the passenger side.

since i don't want my phone to die, i grab sam's phone and turn on some music to make it not an awkward and silent drive to go get some breakfast.

"he makes me feel wanted, like no one has before. he doesn't want nothing from me, but to know my love's for sure. hate to be you, watching him love me. i'd hate to be you watching him touch me. now i am blessed to have what i need. nothing compares, he's all i see" i sing looking over at him sam who is looking over at the road. he takes a glance at me giving me a smile.