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We arrived at my uncle Andre's mansion "uncle dre?" I said through the buzzer.

"My little Lana, come in darling" he said and I excitedly dragged Sam through to his office. "Hey I have a potential client" I said he clapped his hands together.

"Name?" He asked grabbing a form. "Uh Sam Wilkinson" Sam said shyly "dude relax" he said to him "Sammy Wilk" I grinned hugging him.

"Lana guide him to the recording studio for me before Leah and Brandon are home" he said I nodded and we walked up the stair case to his gold and black studio.

After 10 minutes of getting him ready my uncle came back. "So I wanna hear two songs of your own and a cover please." He said and sat in his mchair. He had his wife beside him.

Sam nodded and sung Jealous it made all 3 of us tear up. "My next song is called 'aye ma' it won't make you cry I hope" he said and sung.

My jaw dropped "damn!" My uncle said "that was good." Sam giggled shyly. "We've seen enough" his wife said. "Welcome to Dallas records" he said and shook Sam's hand bringing him into a hug.

"He won't let you down uncle Andre" I squealed hugging him "come on Alana" Sam grinned "bye uncle dre" I said and we left.

Sam was in such a good mood I was trying to be happy for him. I was happy for him. But I've just lost my babies and I only just warmed to the idea of Keeping them.

"Sam, I miss them I just want them back" I blurted as we were driving home.

"Me too I want our babies back they're safer in heaven though baby and you know that hey we've got the prom results party tonight" he said "you can get so drunk and I'll look after you" he said

"okay I guess I can't turn down alcohol but I'm sorry" I said he pulled up in an empty car park and pulled me over onto him my legs either side.

"I love you" he said I just looked into his eyes "why aren't you saying it back?" He asked after minutes of quiet I turned away and a tear slipped.

"why? how do you love me? I broke us" I said "Alana baby please I'm gonna fix it just say it" he said I shook my head sniffling.

"I can't" "why?" "love shouldn't hurt this much" he brushed away my tears "you're grieving, we just need to get home and chill"

"just say it please" he sounded desperate "tell the truth that's all I ask"

"I love you, I won't stop, I can't stop, this sounds cheesy but I do" I said
"Darling we're gonna go home and do want you'd like" he said

I slid off and sat back in my seat. He interlocked our hands. Speeding home

"I really want a baby" I over heard Sam say he was in the bathroom. "Me too" I said walking in on him delicately shaving his face.

He looked at me sympathetically he'd framed the scan photos of the twins with a spare frame similar to the one of his mother except copper.

I put on my short white dress which matched Nicole's "let's go" Sam said in his smart attire.

We drove to the school and we were already late. "Okay guys time to announce prom king and queen" Maggie said standing on the stage like a boss.

"Sam Wilkinson and Lana Dallas!" We walked on stage to receive our crowns.
"Thank you all for voting for us so we're going to announce the duke and duchess" I said.

"They are, Nicole Espinosa and Shawn Mendes." We handed them their crowns and walked off stage.

Our of the corner of my eye I catch Nash and the rest of my brother's squad staring at me. I ignored it and drank a few drinks.

Starting to feel it hit me I slumped my head on Sam's shoulder playing with his hand.

"Having a good time?" He asked "mhmm" I replied "I love you" he chimed.

"really? That's great I love you also" I said Nicole and Shawn were sat with each other. Matthew walked past her passing her a slip of paper.

She skimmed it and rolled her eyes. Shawn then walked over "sup man" they engaged in a small conversation and I went to get a glass of punch. My drunk mind concentrated on carefully pour it in my glass.

Letting the words I heard fall out Carter's mouth go over me. "So Sam Wilkinson must go" "yeah man 4 years is all he has and if he dares to come back we will track him and kill him."

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