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Samantha was walking in front of the grocery store, when all of a sudden, Nolan came running out with a grin

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Samantha was walking in front of the grocery store, when all of a sudden, Nolan came running out with a grin.

"Sammy!"

Samantha stopped, turning to the boy with a smile. "Well, hey there, 68."

"Where are you going?"

"The cafe. I wanted some food, and it's 6 P.M. and I didn't want to cook." Samantha shrugged. "Scott wasn't there to cook for me, too, so..."

Nolan laughed. "Well, I'm pretty hungry so I'm going to the cafe too."

Samantha giggled as the two of them started to walk towards the cafe. "Oh, were you?"

"Oh yeah."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

Samantha smiled to herself, biting her lip. "If you wanted to take me out, you could've just asked."

Nolan only smiled to himself, opening the door to the cafe.

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The two sat in a semi-private booth, silently eating.

"So, tell me Holloway," Samantha started, pushing aside her plate. "what is this?"

Nolan only looked up at her with a half-smile, shrugging as he gently played around with his own cake slice.

"Come on, Nolan." Samantha asked, a teasing smile on her face. "Do you like me?"

Nolan froze, looking up. "W-What? W-Why would you think that?"

Samantha's smile faltered. "Was I wrong? Oh my god— Was I too forward? Oh, shit."

Nolan raised an eyebrow, a questioning look on his face.

"You don't like me and I kept flirting like a little shit, this is humiliating, I swear to God." Samantha groaned, burying her face into her palms. "Shit."

"Y-You were flirting with me?" Nolan asked, confused.

"What?" Samantha replied in a high-pitched tone, faking confidence. "N-No, I wasn't. That was—Uh, friendliness."

"I was trying flirting with you." Nolan replied quietly. "I really like you."

Samantha looked at him, her mouth gaping and her eyes fixated on him.

Nolan lowered his head, a frown on his face.

"You know, 68, I really like you, too."

Nolan's head shot up, his eyes wide ad excited. "Really?"

Samantha giggled, tilting her head at him. "It's only been a few weeks, and Stiles and Scott would hang me upside down and Liam would decapitate you for it, but... I just really, really like you."

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