Sam’s Point of View-
I let Y/N pull me away, an anger that I haven’t felt before raced through my veins and made my heart pump so hard and fast I was sure it was going to burst through my ribs. Y/N walked quietly next to me, one of her hands had her fingers laced with mine, the other gripping my arm, ready to drag me away just in case I decided that Dana being a girl didn’t matter.
No one talked about her like that, Y/N meant everything to me and I never thought she would. Our relationship isn’t normal, it didn’t start out like a normal relationship. Y/N has always caught my attention, I regretted doing something about it so late.
“You don’t have to hold onto me so tightly, baby.” I whisper to her even though I have no idea why I whispered it, second period had started and there was no one in the halls except us.
Y/N didn’t say anything and all the anger turned into worry. What went on in Y/N’s mind was a mystery to everyone, yeah she spoke her mind but when she was silent and it made your mind think of every situation, every word, you had said or done within the last couple weeks to make her upset. I’ve come familiar with her ways, and normally I wasn’t on the receiving end of her anger, but today I was.
I stopped walking and expected her to stop walking but she continued on. “Y/N,” I called to her, worry eating away at my heart. Would she break up with me for what just happened? Did she still trust me? Was she still my baby?
I followed after her and she turned around, her long hair flipping over her shoulder and nearly hitting me in the face. “You had sex with that?” She spat. “Are you a fucking moron?I can’t believe how dirty and disgusting she is.”
I couldn’t stop myself from smiling in relief, she was angry at Dana and not me. I watched as she continued to babble on about how annoying and bitchy and disgusting Dana is, her hands were motioning in ways I never knew existed, her cheeks flushed with anger and eyes bright.
I couldn’t look away, even secretly wanting to rip my throat out she was beautiful. I began to make my way towards her, ready to capture her lips in a kiss I knew she would never see coming. She was still rambling on when my fingers tangled in her hair, at the back of her head, when my lips touched hers in a rough kiss. I swallowed her words and pushed my hips into her and licked her bottom lip before biting that plump lip.
I pulled away slowly and dragged my thumb across the skin of her cheeks. She sighed, “God, I hate when you do that.”
I laughed and kissed her lips again, I’m just happy she wasn’t angry with me. I pulled away again and wrapped my arms around my waist while her arms wrapped around my neck, “There’s a party this Friday after the game, do you want to go?”
Her big eyes opened and she looked up at me, “You can go, my sister is dragging me to the House of Blues to see Dierks Bentley.”
I smiled, she loved that guy and I knew her sister wasn’t dragging her, it was most likely her dragging her sister. “Now I want to go,” I whispered against her lips. This was what I loved the most about kissing Y/N, her eyes would drift half shut, getting a glazed look over her eyes, all thought would leave her mind and she wouldn’t be able to form complete sentences. She had the exact same power over me.
“Girls night,” She got out, her lips brushing against mine as she spoke.
“You going to dress in little shorts and cowgirl boots?” I asked her, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth.
“That’s something you’ll never find out,” She whispered before slipping out of my grasp and walking down the hall, throwing me a glance over her shoulder that made me want to haul her out of school and have my way with her in my bed.
