15-Can't always hate

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I was slightly taken back by his question. Can I have your number, before I leave? Eight words got my mind going crazy, reasons why? Kian asked me that the day after we met, he probably asked Madison that after they met, Sam asked me that an hour after we met. Those eight words came out of my cheating ex boyfriend's mouth and my best friend who I may or may not have feelings for. He was looking at me waiting for an answer and I should've said no but I didn't. I couldn't.

"yes" With that one answer he handed me his phone. I quickly typed in my number and my name as Taylor is Perfect. Why wouldn't I? I then texted myself and handed his phone back to him. His grin showed a dimple he has on his left cheek. It was cute made him look even more model like. He stood and left, with that smile. A moment after he left Sam walked in. He looked around the room, looking for me. His face had a look of confusion on it. I hadn't noticed but I sat a random table not our table. Instead of picking the 2nd to last table in the back on the right I picked a table by a window kind of in the middle left.

"Sammers" I called out he turned and smiled at me. He walked over wearing a shirt with a cactus on it, sagged blue jeans and a grey hat. His slightly curly hair needed to be cut, his bottom lip was still looking plump from the piercing which he changed to a white stud. I could tell he noticed I was looking because once he sat down he smirked at me. Not a boyish smirk no a "I know I'm hot" smirk.

"Like what you see?" I shook my head amused I wouldn't tell him but I did like what I saw, Sam looked hot like really hot. I looked down at my phone and quickly saved Daniel's number. The moment I hit save I heard his stomach growl.

"Is Sammy's tummy hungry?" He nodded pouting out his lip. It was temping to kiss it or poke it but instead I got out of my seat and he followed. We walked over to the counter and ordered. I got orange chicken, fried rice and these cheese things. Sam ordered fried rice, lo-mane, and a egg roll. We ate quietly for a bit until I remember that he was at Trevor's Video shoot...They all were.

"How was the shoot?"

"Awful"

"Why?"

"Kian was there...it was awkward." I took a bite of my chicken and waited because knowing him he would start rambling in a moment. He looked at me when I didn't answer but didn't say anymore.

"So just awkward? Nothing more?"

"There's more but were out somewhere and I don't want my bestest friend crying in public."

"I won't cry."

"You might though..." He lightly touched one of my hands and started playing with my fingers I could tell it was bad. Maybe awful like he said but I wanted to know. Know everything that made him so quite unlike his normal self.

"He came in with sex hair, his shirt inside out, and his pants looked like he was in a struggle to put them on and stopped half way..." I bit my bottom lip and blinked away the water that threatened to spill.

"He was out of breath. I wanted to punch him and Trevor, Ricky and I knew why he was late, why he was a mess. Noone said anything about it and ugh I wanted to hurt him the way he hurt you but I couldn't I couldn't bring myself to get up and punch the guy that use to be my best friend..." He paused and had a very painful express on his face.

"Its okay, he was best friend for years, you're not just going to hate him randomly one day well not all of you at least." I gently squeezed his hand to reassure him he gave me a small simple smile.in return Maybe I won't always be heart broken over Kian.....  

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