10. Pancakes

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I finally finished getting ready. I wasn't the type to wear make up so I just put some chapstick on instead. I'm now down stairs making pancakes like usual some. When I'm running late I just make toast with chocolate on it. It may sound disgusting but it's actually quite delicious. Since I'm usually an hour early to school, live never actually had to do it... But I still do.

I was just about to finish my fith pancake when I hear the door open. I turn around to see Sam walk through the door. "You know your technically braking the law right? And don't you know how to knock?" I was a little pissed at him still.

His head wipped towards me, "Laws are ment to be broken. Plus I wanted to scare you again." I smirk started to creep up on his face as I remembered, the events that happened last night.

I turned red, "It's not my fault your a perv who sacred me half to death." I muttered under my breath. I turned around and started to finish my scrumptious pancake.

"And it not my fault you get scared easily." I hear the front door close and his foot steps getting louder. He gasped "You didn't make any pancakes for me!?" I asked in disbelief.

"You don't deserve pancakes." I took another bite.

"Fine." before I could finish the piece of pancake in my mouth he turned my head towards him.

He smashed his lips against mine. I opened my mouth slightly out of shock. He took the chance and slipped his tounge into into my mouth stealing my pancake.

He pulled away and stared at me. "Did you make these?" he gestured to the pancakes. "Because there the best pancakes I've ever had!"

I stood there not believing what just happened. What was wierd was that I was mostly mad he stole some of my pancake!

I stood up and walked and gave him a deathly glare. "You. Stole. My. Pancake." I didn't remove my death glare ad I continued. "DONT YOU KNOW NOT TO STEAL A WOMAN'S FOOD!!!"

He gave me a smirk, "So does that mean you don't care about what I did because you liked it?"

I turned bright red at his words, but still glared at him. "Don't change the subjuect! You fuking are my pancake and your not going to say sorry!! That worse then all the things you've done so far!"

"So that mean you wouldn't mind if I did them all again as long as I didnt steal your pancake?" He he slipped his arms around my wait pulling me closer.

I pushed him away, "OF COURSE I WPULD MIND!! I FUKING BARELY MET YOU!! You've harassed me twice in one fuking day!! What the he'll is wrong with you! You think this is how to win someone's heart!? Huh? Because no it the opposite cuz my not one of those fuking slut girls that throw them selves at you!" I was out of breath as I had practically yelled all that. He didn't move he just stood there frozen, with a blank face.

He finally snapped out of his wonder land. He looked down at the ground ashamed, "Is that what I seem like? A player?"

"Yes because so far all you've done is sexually harass me."

He tilted his head up a bit at my words. "I'm sorry."

My eyes widen as his words register in my thoughts. He was apologizing, actually apologizing.

"I thought you were joking around when you said stop. And I guess I just lost control at how adorable you are, and how you acted. Or how cute it was that I could make you blush so easily. How you where do independent and sweet."

I'm as stiff as a board did he really just say that? Was he confessing that he liked me?

I started to soften, "Well maybe you should stop being a perv and actually get to know me, then maybe, just maybe I'll give you a chance."

(Sam's POV)

My head when strait up, I'm surprised I didn't get wiplash. Was she giving me another chance? Even after all that? This girl is making me fall for her every second, and it only gets easyier.

She was smiling at me that adorable smile that made me was to take her right there and then.

But I knew that one day is have to tell her, tell her all about my past, the reason no one can no my real name. What if she leaves when she finds out? Will she ever forgive me? Will she ever love me if she knew? Maybe that's why I was trying to hard to get her, so that even if she left me I would always have a piece of her. This girl truly stole my heart.

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