• 3 days later •
Sam's POV:
She was gone. I didn't go to the airport, I couldn't bring myself to see her and I especially didn't want her to see me in the state I was, or should I say am, in.
I regret it with my entire being. I should've went. I should've apologized. I'm such a fucking coward.
But, she's back in Omaha now. I lost my chance with her. I met the most perfect girl in the entire universe and I fucked around and lost her. What kind of idiot does that? Me.
I have to see her. Now.
I then got an idea but, it was a little insane.
I go to Omaha to see her because there's no way in Hell she'll come back to Cali for me.
It's crazy but, I have no other choice. Either this or I lose her forever.
"What's up?" Johnson asked, answering the phone as I called him.
"I need your help, dude." I said urgently as I tried to find the cheapest ticket to Omaha on my laptop.
"Yeah, whatcha need?"
"What's Logan's address?" I asked. It probably sounded absolutely psychotic but, it's what I needed to know.
"What?" He asked, obviously in disbelief.
"Johnson. Seriously, you gotta help me." I begged him, as finalized my ticket purchase.
"Fine." He sighed, "give me a sec."
I waited a few moments, hearing him rustling around.
"I'll text it to you." He said finally.
"Thank you, bro. I owe you one." I thanked.
"Yeah, yeah. Go get her, man." He said, chuckling then hung up.
Johnson is a blessing.
My phone vibrated, it was Johnson, as expected with her address. I didn't recognize that street name so, it was clearly a part of the city I hadn't been to.
My flight left tomorrow morning, thankfully. The sooner I get to her, the better.
I stopped to think.
What if this is all for nothing? What if she doesn't forgive me? What if she never wants to see me again?
I wouldn't blame her if she felt that way but, it's worth a shot I guess.
I grabbed a bag that I'd use as a carry-on. I didn't plan on staying very long so I didn't need to take much. I threw a couple clean outfits in, a phone charger and some other necessities.
I looked at the time on my phone, 9:56 pm.
I should probably shower and attempt a good sleep tonight considering I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow.
I went to my bathroom, turning on the shower and letting it heat up.
I decided to go on social media, tweet and post a few things so that the fans don't go berserk wondering where I am.
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protective | s.w.
Fanfictionprotective- /prəˈtektiv/ having or showing a strong wish to keep someone or something safe from harm. • contains sexual content and other adult themes such as use of alcohol and other drugs