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Sammy Wilkinson / Stuck With You

A Valentines Special (((;

(this isn't smut but a cute yanno story)

By : jjohnsondallas.tumblr.com

I was so excited for tonight. Valentines day. My favorite holiday to not celebrate. Well I mean, I do celebrate it, just differently than most people.

I always celebrate by getting drunk off a few bottles of wine and then watching a scary movie while I eat pizza. Every year for the past year and a half. I don't know why, but I just enjoyed it a lot. Like anti-valentines day.

I mean, it might be weird but it was just a made up holiday. Why have one day where you shower your significant other with love when you should always do that? why just one day? Shouldn't you be appreciating them every day, instead of one day out of the year?

I had just walked through the doors of my building, greeting my doorman, Ed. I stopped and gave him a bottle of wine, so he could celebrate later. I still had 3 bottles left, plenty for me. I had just made it to the elevators when I heard his voice.

None other than Sammy Wilkinson. I didn't personally know Sammy, the only words we ever spoke to each other were when we were yelling at each other through the walls or through the doors of our places. We both lived on the top floor, which was basically just split into two different penthouses. I cannot tell you how many times I've had a girl knock on my door and ask for Sammy.

The elevator finally opened and I walked in, pushing the floor and praying the doors would close before he could make it. Unfortunately for me, that didn't work as he hopped in right as they were about to close.

He smiled down at me wickedly and I wanted to punch him. He annoyed me so much, and I don't even know him, aside from the fact he's an ass.

"spending valentine's day alone?" he snickered as the elevator moved.

I just rolled my eyes and stayed silent. I wasn't gonna let him get to me on my anti-holiday. No way.

Suddenly the elevator started to shake and then halted all together. The door didn't open though, and the buttons wouldn't work either. There had to have been a blown fuse because the lights were barely on, emitting a low glow, so I could barely see Sammy.

"what the fuck?" he spoke, pressing the buttons, but none of them would light up, and the doors wouldn't budge. He pressed the emergency call button, but the ringing sound that would usually fall from it, didn't.

"are you fucking kidding me?" he huffed.

"are we fucking stuck?" I asked, moving over and pushing some buttons, but had no luck.

"apparently. fuck." he yelled.

"of course this would fucking happen. On valentines day of all days. Not that you had any plans anyway, but dammit." he spoke, punching the door.

"cause that will help." I rolled my eyes, sliding down the side of the elevator wall and sitting.

"I didn't ask for your fucking opinion." he growled.

"well you got it anyway." I fired back. "what's the big deal anyway, I mean, you can always find a hoe any day."

"bitch." he spit, sliding down and sitting on the floor across from me.

"you know, maybe if you weren't so cold hearted you would actually have plans tonight." he spoke from behind his phone after 3 minutes. Another lovely thing about the elevators, they seemed to block out any cell signal.