Dean's Story

Chapter 4

"Jonathan and Samantha, great job, you did a great analysis, you work together very well," their professor complimented.

Sam and Jon sat down, he passed her a note.

"See? We're a great team and your kisses are spectacular. I've kissed a fe girls but none of those made me feel the way I felt when I kissed you," he wrote.

She smiled and bit her lip, he liked the way she bit her lip.

"I hope that's something good, I liked your kisses too especially just you kissed me every chance you got," she wrote.

He chuckled as he read the note, he wrote her back and passed it to her.

The bell rang, Sam folded the note and placed it in her backpack and hurried to her locker. Ryan was in his locker beside hers.

"Hey beautiful, you want to go my party tonight?"

Jon coughed, "Sorry Ryan but she has plans with me."

Sam couldn't help but smile thinking that he saved her from Ryan.

"Oh sorry bro, she's all yours."

Jon smirked, "That's what I thought."

Ryan awkwardly left their side and headed outside.

"Nice save there Flash. Do you want a ride?"

"Thank you, I do plus I don't think he's your type."

"What's my type?"

"Bad boy not party boy. A guy tall, blonde, smart guy with blue eyes."

"Where can I find him?" She joked.

He smiled, "You always had him beside you."

They made their way to Sam's car, he opened the door for her then made his way around and sat beside her.

She was about to start the car, he sighed, "Sam, I can't take it anymore."

"What's wrong Jonathan?"

"I've been wanting to ask you this but I didn't know how, I wanted to make it romantic but I just want to ask you."

"What is it? You're getting me nervous."

He took her hand and kissed it, "Samantha, would you be my girlfriend?"

"Why me?" She stuttered.

"Why you? Because I've liked you this long and I can't be friends with you anymore, it's not the same." He stared at her with those ocean blue eyes, "I've felt lost in life and these past few days with you had made me feel alive again. So would you be mine?"

She looked down, blushing, she was speechless.

"Don't look down, when you look down, it seems like you're ashamed of yourself and you shouldn't be." He lifted her face by her chin, "Don't be ashamed of yourself, Sam, you're worth more than you think."

She bit her lip nervously and held his hand tighter, "I'd be very happy to be your girlfriend, Jonathan."

"Drive us home so we can go make out," he joked.

"That's the real reason you wanted me to be your girlfriend."

He intertwined their fingers and kissed her knuckles, "Not really why but I wouldn't mind kissing you at all."

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"I still don't know how you can live here alone, Sam."

"I have you now so I'm not alone."

He placed her on his lap, brushed the hair away from her face, "Babe, I'm gonna move here with you, only if you'd let me, I don't want my girlfriend to be alone and unprotected when I'm not here."

"You think you can resist being around me 24/7?" she said as she began to trace his chest with her fingers.

"I don't think I can, you're my kryptonite, my weakness, you're my Lois Lane."

She bit her lip, "Are you sure you want to move in here?"

"Don't bite your lip, you don't know what that does to me and I'd love to spend every waking moment by your side, babe."

"There's nothing I want more than you by my side, Jonathan."

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Sorry for the filler but I wanted to update the story