Careless (Sam x Stella)

~Chapter One~

A/N
This all takes place during the book, I'll be making the storyline different, I haven't finished the book yet, I'm almost done, and this is the way I'm making it happen. Yeah. These are two characters from one of my favorite books, The Creeping. If you haven't read it, you might not understand. This will switch between Stella and Sam's point of view.
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Stella's P.O.V.
I gazed into his brown eyes. He looked into my eyes. I tucked a loose strand of my caramel hair behind my ear. Zoe was still mad at me. Mad at me for spending so much time with Sam. She thinks I'm ruining senior year for us. By us she means her. She doesn't want to be friends with someone who's friends with The King of Loserdom or else she wouldn't be popular. We sat there in thought, gazing into eachother's eyes.

"So." He said.

"Yeah." I said.

"Why did you want me to come over?" He asked.

"I don't want to be alone." I said, fidgeting in my chair.

He nodded. I played around with the strings of my hoodie. I placed my hands diwn on my lap, my fingers touching the soft fabric of my leggings. My bare feet fumbled in the shag carpet of my bedroom. He say on my bed, just staring at me.

"You know how, a little bit ago, you said something about a word. And how if u said it, you'd be all over me." I looked him in the eye.

"Yeah. What about it?" He asked simply.

"What's the word?" I asked.

"It's more of a phrase. All you have to say is, Sam, be my boyfriend. And boom, done, we're together." He stated.

"I-I don't have boyfriends. You know that." I said.

"What. Do you just make out, have alex, then boom. Done. Relationship over. Go find another dude to repeat the process." He said.

I shrugged. "I-I mean I g-guess. That's basically what happens." I thought back to Taylor at the cove.

"What are you thinking about Stella?" He asked.

"I went to the cove with Zoe, Michaela, and Cole. They brought Taylor, who I used to like, but now he just, I don't know. I don't like him anymore, but he thinks I still desperately want to fuck him." I stated the truth. "He even asked if I wanted to! Which I didn't."

I wanted to be Sam's boyfriend. I truly did. But, even though he told me it was okay to ask him, I'm too afraid to. I stood up from the chair and walked over to him. I sat down on my bed next to him, feeling the warmth of his body next to me. We looked at each other dead in the eye, my stomach doing flips. I felt a tightness in my chest. I leaned in and closed my eyes, pressing my lips against his. I felt his body jerk in surprise, but then kiss back. The kiss was soft, not rough and hot like the make-out sessions I had had. It was one of the only kisses I had ever given that actually meant something. This and the other one I shared with him in the cove. His lips were soft. I felt his arm wrap behind my back, his other hand caressing my cheek. I placed my hands around his neck. We broke apart, and I looked down at the floor.

"Sam, be my boyfriend." I whispered.

I could feel his smile. He started pulling me in for a kiss when we heard a knock on the door.

"Stella! What are you doing?!" Zoe's voice shouts.

I look at Sam, he looks at me. I mouth, I'll just tell her. He nods. I stand up from the bed and open the door, seeing Zoe. She emphases the what in her sentence with a hand gesture. I smile.

"Can I come in?" She asks, popping a red gummy bear into her mouth.

She hands me the bag. "Don't you dare take all the green ones Secret Agent Slut." She tells me.

I smile and gesture for her to come in. She freezes when she sees Sam on my bed.

"So it was your car in the driveway." She says, surprised and angry. He nods.

"Zoe, I have something to tell you. We have something to tell you." I look at Sam. "I asked Sam to be my boyfriend!" I say quickly, running out of the room in fear. I drop the gummy bears on the floor.

I hear footsteps behind me and shouting, two sets of footsteps, two voices. I turn to face them.

"What the hell Stella?! Are you trying to ruin our senior year?!" Zoe shouts.

"I think you mean your senior year. This is my life. My senior year. I shouldn't have to choose between you two. You're both my friends! I'm not choosing!" I say.

Zoe rolls her eyes. "Do whatever the fuck you want Stella. Because I'm not a part of it anymore. Goodbye." She yells angrily, stomping out of the house.

"Lose my number you bitch!" She shouts before slamming the door.

I fall down to the floor, crying. Sam runs to my side.

"I'm sorry. This is all my fault. If I..." He starts, but I cut him off.

"No. It's my fault. You should never try to pick a fight with Zoe. Ever." I say, laughing a little. "She'll come back. I know it. She always does."

Sam smiles and helps me to my feet, kissing me softly and sweetly. I smile and cling to him, never wanting to let him go. I always want to feel the warmth of his body on mine.