protective | s.w.

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Sam's POV:

"You're dead, Wilkinson!" I woke up to Skate in my room, yelling very loudly.

"What?" I asked, groggily.

"What the fuck did you do to her?!" His voice boomed.

"Nothing! She came in here because she was scared. I would never-" I was cutoff by Logan.

"Why are you guys so loud?" She asked, tiredness evident in her voice, as she sat up.

"What did you guys fucking do?!" Skate yelled, even louder, if that was possible.

"Please stop yelling." Logan begged. Skate just clenched his jaw. "We didn't do anything. I promise."

Skate seemed to ease up, now that he's heard it from Logan.

"Why don't you trust me, Nate?" Logan asked.

"I-I trust you, Log. I don't trust him around you because, he thinks you're attractive. You know how I get." He said. It seemed almost like he was asking for her forgiveness.

I looked down into my lap, feeling absolutely embarrassed. He just exposed me to her and now she probably thinks that I'm creepy as shit for inviting her into my bed. Fuck. Well, I guess it was good while it lasted.

"It's alright, Nate. What's for dinner?" She asked, changing the subject.

"Pizza." He said, making her smile.

Johnson yelled for Skate to come to wherever he was, leaving me and Logan in an awkward silence. After a few moments, she spoke up.

"So, you think I'm attractive?" She asked.

"Yeah, I mean, who wouldn't? Just look at yourself, ma." I said, refusing to make eye contact but, I could still see her blush. This, of course, gave me a huge confidence boost.

"You're lucky I think the same about you." She said, biting her lower lip.

"Oh yeah?" I asked.

"Yeah. Also, you should probably put a password on your phone." She giggled, getting up and walking towards the door.

"What? What'd you do?" I asked, grabbing my phone from the bedside table. All she did was shrug her shoulders and walk out, shutting the door behind her.

I looked through my photos, twitter, snapchat and instagram but had found nothing. I went to my messages and saw that 'I' sent a text to Logan. She also put her contact in my phone.

me: maybe you should keep a password on your phone, sammy

me: what were you doing on my phone, lil mama?

logan pederson: idk what you're talking about

me: yes you do. also, why'd you put your full name in my phone? i would've known it was you.

logan pederson: i didn't know if you had anybody else in your phone named logan

me: i do but, i'm changing your name, ma

logan pederson: to what??

me: you'll see, loggy-bear ;)