Samuel's POV
I don't know what has come over me for the past few days but I've just been mad. Really mad at everything lately and I can't control it. The smallest things set me off and I hate it because I've made George mad at me a few times too. For some reason though he still agreed to hang out with me though so that's good I guess...
I continued staring up at the ceiling as I laid on my bed. "Hey George, this might sound weird but can I ask you something?" He turned around and looked up from his spot on my swivel chair "Yeah sure, what's up?" I breathed out a bit and crossed my arms over my stomach "What if.... What if we never find our soulmates and we never see color? What would we do with ourselves?" George moved closer and reached out for my hand "Well my parents never found their soulmates but they still live with it." I looked over at him and frowned slightly as I sat up "This isn't about your parents though, you bring them into everything. It's so annoying.." I brought my legs up to my chest and crossed my arms over them. George seemed a bit annoyed and pulled his hand back "Why do you have to act so rude all the time? Jesus Christ Sam."
"Maybe if you didn't go out all the time and come back in all of the worst times in the morning I wouldn't be mad!" He moved backwards and gave me a slightly offended look "Well sorry for wanting to have some fun every once in awhile!" He retaliated back at me "Well your 'fun' isn't very great for me because I actually don't like having a drunk guy barging in wanting affection and attention!" I wasn't sure why I got so mad at him but I did and I wasn't going to stand down. "Why do you have to act like such an asshole? You were fine with me a few days ago but now your just acting so fucking rude all the time!" I don't know why I got so hurt by that but I just broke down.
I fell sideways onto my pillow as I continued crying into it. George seemed confused but eventually made his way over to me and held me until I calmed down. I hugged him and cried into his chest for a good 10 minutes. He stayed there, holding me and rubbing my back while I acted like a complete child.
I finally calmed down after awhile and kept my face buried in his shirt. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked as he lifted my chin to look at me. I nodded and put my face back to his shirt "I'm fine now.." He kissed my forehead and repositioned himself in a more comfortable place I guess. "Can i ask you something? Please?" I looked up at him and he looked back at me. "Sure! Whatever you want Sam." I took a deep breathe and actually decided to tell him "George, I think that I like you."
He didn't say anything for a bit and I immediately got embarrassed. "It's stupid I know! I just wanted to tell you!" I moved off of him and hid my head under a pillow "Sam it's fine I actually really like you too, your adorable." I slowly lifted my face and looked at him "Really? Like actually? You aren't just saying this so I won't be upset?" He laughed and smiled at me "Nope." I didn't think that he would actually like me because I've always been rejected by any and every crush. He moved closer to me slightly and met the gaze I had been keeping on him. He moved closer and closer to me until our faces were mere inches apart.
Were we actually going to kiss right now? What if we do kiss and he's not my soulmate though? I don't want to open my eyes and not see any colors again. I don't want to be disappointed again by someone I thought who might be it.
"George-" was the only thing I was able to actually get out before he kissed me. I was so shocked by it that I didn't even close my eyes before it happened. Before he pulled away everything became so bright and amazing. I looked around for a second before knocking him over with a tight hug. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh George!" I said in an excited tone of voice. He hugged me back and sat up with me in his lap again.
Everything around me looked so amazing, I just couldn't believe it. Every color seems so unique and vibrant to me now. I loved it it so much. Life is so beautiful with all of these new colors, it's brought the best out of me and has added new meaning to my life and how I live it. Color gives me happiness and new feelings that I have never felt before. Colors express feelings and emotions and mean more than we give.
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(DISCONTINUED) The colors are amazing|A Kingbury Soulmate AU fanfic
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