James Cassells/Sam Bettley (and some Brusnop)

Part 27

Hi babies! Have a chapter for Christmas, you all deserve it, plus a chapter by the end of the week~ Tell me all what you think, Ily all!! Merry Christmas (or if you don't celebrate it, try to have fun~)

Sam's P.O.V.

My laughter quieted down as I glared at James in disbelief, I must've heard him wrong. There no way he said that. He wasn't already drunk was he? I sat up and James looked away, nibbling on his bottom lip, a slight blush of embarrassment clear on his face. He looked nervous, and kind of ashamed, surely he wasn't serious. He looked up at me and raised a brow.

Oh god, he wasn't kidding. To be honest, all I wanted was to yell an excited 'YES', but I had to think about it, I needed to be thoughtful on this, I've almost ruined some stuff by getting excited before. I had promised James a blow job if he didn't fuck this set up, he didn't, so we ran to the toilet's together, I was moaning way too loud, but we had completely forgotten about it being secret, the guys heard, came in and instantly turned around when they heard it was me, but we had to be more careful than before when we joined the others.

"Sam?" I looked up at James, oh so he was serious. He truly wanted me to live with him. My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs it was almost painful, I opened my mouth, still unsure but I might as well give it a shot. All or nothing, am I right?

"I-"

"SERIOUSLY WE ARE THE ONLY ONES WORKING, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE FLOOR YOU FAGGOTS?!" Ben jumped on James's back, tackling him from his push up position over me, making all of us fall to the floor. My head met the floor in a loud noise, James's forehead hitting my chin. Ben, however, was perfectly fine. Nothing. My whole being hurt, the back of my head felt numb and my chin sting a lot. I looked up a James and Ben, their eyes wide, looking at me worriedly. What now?

"Um..Sam you might need to clean up the floor again" What? Why- Oh shit. Yup. That's blood. On the floor. That I just cleaned. I put a hand to where it was hurting more, my chin. I barely touched it and my hand was covered in blood, James's forehead was red, he'll probably have a bruise.

Ben sat up, helped James's up and both of them pulled me on my feet. Ben hugged me tighter than ever.

"Holt fuck Sam I'm so sorry! We need to get you to an hospital, I'll go get the manager!" Ben ran off the bus, screaming out manager's name around. James looked at me worriedly as he took my face in his hands.

He frowned inspecting my chin, it hurt like hell. I whimpered as I tried to open my mouth to speak, but it hurt too much. James's let out a sigh and kissed my forehead. I smiled at him sheepishly. I guess I'll have some time to think about it... I sighed and leaned in James's embrace, laying my forehead on his collar bone.

"It hurts" James sighed and kissed the top of my head. I liked it when he could be soft and nice to me like he was now, it was pretty unusual but that made it all the way more enjoyable. The was he'd kiss my head, or hold my waist get's protective instead of possessive, it showed me he cared. Not that he doesn't the rest of the time but when I was hurt it was different. Once after we made love and he had tied me up to the bedpost, my hands were a tad blue and cold and pretty numb, he lost no time trying to warm them up, try to get some blood flowing. After a while I was all fine, and James let out a relieved sighed, that's the first time I noticed he cared this much about me. I think that was enough  thinking...At least enough for James to look at me oddly and Ben to come back.

Then in matter of seconds our manager came in, grabbed my arm and pulled me in his car, James and Ben following close behind. Once in the car I rolled down the window, smirking at James as our manager started the car.

"Oh and by the way James, it's a yes"