I Have Something to Tell You

The Date (Part 2)

Sam's POV

When I see Lis and Kylie there, standing in line, I find myself staring at Ky and she looks amazing.

"Do you want to go," I hear someone ask. The voice belongs to Davey. I forgot she was there for a second. She knew Kylie and I had been having problems, but she didn't really know why and didn't question it.

"No," I rush to say. "No, nothing is gonna ruin our night okay?"

She smiles at this and kisses me on the cheek. "You're so sweet, but really I don't want you to do this for me. I know it will get awkward being with them in line."

I think about it and realize she's right, but I don't care. The first step to getting over Kylie is not to mind her presence. I take her hand and gently pull her into the line. There is no conversation between either of our little groups. And I thought it was awkward when I told Kylie that I love her, compared to this that was nothing.

Kylie's POV

This is so weird, I thought in my mind. We were almost to the front, soon we would be separated.

I saw Davey whisper into Sam's ear and his face turned serious. He stood straight up again and gave her a light kiss on the lips. When they were done he started walking over to us.

I looked at Lissa feeling a little panicky. Did I look okay, how was my hair? Wait, what? Why do I care what I looked when Sam came to see me. He's seen me when I had just gotten up, when I was my grumpiest, he's even held my hair back when I puked at his house...I never cared then, why do I care now?

"Hi," Sam said, cautiously.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.

"What do you want Sam," Liss asked.

"I just wanted to say, that I'm sorry for telling that I loved you. It was definitely the wrong moment and I can see you don't feel the same way so I'm trying to move on. I'm not even sure I was in love with you," Sam rushed out.

"Oh," I said kind of disappointedly. He had said "loved", so does that mean he doesn't love me anymore?

"So can we make up," He asks.

I think for a second. These last few days without Sam were unbelievably boring. He was so lively and always made me laugh. So what if loved me, loves loved I don't care which, he was my best friend. I nodded. He smiled. He opened his arms and I rushed into them and hugged him.

I really had missed him and I just wanted to sit here with him forever, in his arms and it seemed like we would until someone cleared their throat behind us.

We broke apart, quickly to see Davey standing there with her arms crossed. Sam walked over to her and took her hand.

"Thanks D," he began. "Thanks for giving me the courage to come over and apologize." He kissed her on the mouth, a long lingering kiss that made her start to fall when they broke apart. He caught her and held her against him. From watching them I felt like I was crushed and I had no idea why.

Davey's POV

I could see Sam was fidgety. He was moving his fingers rapidly and kept looking over at Kylie and Lissa.

I knew he wanted to go over to them but what ever was wrong between them kept him with me. I couldn't stand to see him unhappy.

I beckoned him to lean down so I could whisper in his ear..." Sam, I really want you to stay with me, but I also want to see you happy. Please go over there and sort out the problem you have with Kylie."

He stood straight again and looked at me. He bent down a little and gently kissed me on the lips.

He went over there to sort it out. When he was gone I dropped my fake smile. I wanted him to be happy, but I wanted him to be happy with me.

I waited for a few minutes until I saw Kylie hug Sam. I knew then that it was safe for me to come over. When I got over there they were still hugging.

"Eh em," I cleared my throat.

They stopped hugging and Sam came over to me and said," Thanks D. Thanks for giving me the courage to come over and apologize." Then he kissed me, a nice long kiss that made me weak in the knees. He caught me before I fell and pulled me against him.

I looked over at Kylie and could see the look on her face was almost...jealousy. I liked it. I could get used to this, because for some reason I had a strong dislike for those two girls.

Lissa's POV

We finally made it inside the club. It was great. The music was pounding Beyoncé, the lights were flickering and changing colors, and the people, god my people, were pulsing, dancing, and grinding on each other. This was my fortress, my scene, my people, the place I belonged. But I could see Kylie an Sam didn't feel the same way. Davey,on the other hand, was looking ecstatic. This was turning out to be the weirdest night ever.