Journey | A Sam Pottorff Fanfiction

Chapter 4

Kristin's POV

I peered over at Connor and looked at the clock. 1:37 AM, I slowly lifted the plush white comforter off of my body and slid out of bed, trying not to make any noise. I grabbed my iPhone and MacBook off the desk, and headed for the door.

Connor had shown me where the guest bedroom was, so when I stepped into the hallway, I knew exactly where I was going.

I peered into the guest room and found sam laying on the bed on his laptop, probably editing a video I assumed.

Sam looked at me and smiled, "You're here."

"Of course I'm here, I wasn't just going to leave you here waiting."

"Well come on," he said scooting over and patting the open spot on the bed, "sit down."

I walked over to the empty spot next to him, put my laptop and phone on the nightstand, and sat down. He giggled softly and turned his head.

I giggled a little bit too and said, "What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing," he answered, "You just look awfully pretty at night."

I was taken aback by his comment and wondered, why did he say that, does he like me? No that's stupid, what am I saying?

His hair was tussled and he was in his boxers and t-shirt, he bit his lip and slowly moved his hand close to mine, and he brushed a piece of hair out of my face.

He looked at me but when I met his glance, he looked away nervously.

"Uh-uh-I-, sorry.."

But all I could do was smile. I really liked this boy.

I put my hand on his neck and he looked over at me and smiled. He had such a genuine smile that could light up your world instantly.

"It's okay," I smiled, "I liked it."

So he slowly glided his hand over the comforter and interlocked his fingers with mine.

"This is so cheesy Sam."

"I know, but I like it." A grin spread across his face as I leaned my head on his shoulder and scooted over closer to him.

"Do you wanna talk about it Kristin?"

"Hell no. This is perfect, I don't want to ruin it."

"Alright I'm always here if you need me Kristin, but let's go to sleep, I'm tired."

So I leaned over with my back facing Sam, and he pressed up against it wrapping his arm around me.

"Goodnight beautiful." Sam whispered quietly to me.

"Goodnight."

I drifted off to sleep very easily, and I knew that I liked Sam. He was comforting and sweet, and he liked me for me, something no one else has ever done for me but Dylan.

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~Sarah