Fixing My Heart ➣ Sam Pottorff

Chapter 6

Song of Chapter: "Fix You." By Coldplay

READ AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END

Gabriela:

Some thing's up. Ever since the incident that happened on Friday, Sam hasn't been the same. He seems, quiet. He called me today, and I knew something was up in his voice.

S: Hey baby

M: hey cutie what are ya up to?

S: nothing

M: aha well you want me to come over

S: you don't have to

M: but okay, you sure?

S: yea, positive

M: okay

S: Please don't worry about me, I'm "fine"

M: Your lying

S: no I'm not

M: be over in 10

And with that I hung up. I got dressed quickly, and drove to his fathers house. I walked in, unaware if anyone was in the house. I walked up the stairs, finding Sam on his bed sitting, staring at his phone. I walked quietly, him not even looking up to see me. I sat down next to him, looking at him intensively. He looked, like me.

Broken.

Shattered.

Used.

Forgotten.

I looked down at his phone, a new message appearing.

Acacia:

Oh sam, I will ruin whatever relationship I want. And this time, you won't see her as she cries.

Why aren't you talking huh? To scared?

Then his phone went off with twitter notifications. All hate.

"You don't put any effort in your videos!"

"Suck!"

"Worthless!"

"Quit O2L already!"

How can this soul get so much hate for something he loves. I held him, as we laid. "I'm not gonna let her hurt you, if she touches you. She's dead." He whispered, his voice cracking. I felt a tear splash on my cheek, looking to see that Sams eyes were brewing with tears. I kissed his neck, his jawline, and his cheek, trying to calm him down.

If only someone was there for me when I was broken.

"You don't deserve this much hate, all you ever try is to make people happy."

"I know, I try. I truly do."

I just can't see him like this, he's depressed, and it will take a lot but,

I'm gonna try and fix his broken pieced heart.

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I fell asleep, Sam's arms wrapped around me tightly. I slipped away, walking to his terece. I leaned on the railing, watching the city before me slip away.

"When you try your best but you don't succeed. When you get what you want but not what you need."

I sang quietly, tears slipping from my eyes. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, Sam resting his chin on my shoulder. "You sing beautiful." He whispered, kissing a fallen tear.

"And I'll try to fix you." I sang one last line before turning, kissing Sam's lips.

Him deepening the kiss by holding my pulling me closer, my fingers wandering around his hair. It's as if our lips were meant to be placed together, like It was made to have them together. I bit his bottom lip, since I do intend on always doing that to boys, him smiling. I want to make him smile, his cheeks fill with red not with tears.