*LANA'S POV*
After talking through my dream with Sam, he wanted to do something fun to get it off my mind.
I looked over at Sam and then our intertwined fingers and smiled.
"So what's the plan again?" I asked anxiously.
"We are going to go to school and during fourth period I'll text you. You go to the nurse and tell them that you're sick and then they will call me down to take you home, but we won't go home," he smirked.
"Okay," I nodded.
When we arrived at the school, he opened my door and helped me out of the car. We walked into the school and found our little group of friends and began to chat, then the bell rang. Sam and I walked to first period together and sat down in our normal seats.
The periods passed in a blur and I was finally sitting in fourth period, waiting for Sam to text me. I was writing in my journal when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I took it out and sure enough it was from Sammy, telling me to go to the office.
I picked up all of my stuff and went over to Mr. Davidson.
"I don't feel good at all, can I please have a nurses pass?" I asked, faking a cough.
He rolled his eyes at me and pulled one out.
"Here." he said flatly while hanging me the crumpled paper.
I walked out of the room and down to the nurse. I told her that I was not feeling well and I needed to go home.
"Well, who do I need to call to get you?" she asked.
"Both my parents are at work, so they can't come. Do you have anybody else on the form?" I asked.
"We have Sam Wilkinson on here. Is he your boyfriend?" she asked with a smirk, waggling her eyebrows.
"No," I giggled. "He's my best friend," I added with a proud smile.
The nurse winked at me and grabbed the microphone to call him to the office.
"Would you like to do the honors?" she laughed.
I nodded and she handed it to me.
"Sam Wilkinson to the main office, Sam Wilkinson come to the main office," I said loudly into the microphone.
After a couple of minutes, my best friend appeared in the doorway. He walked over to me sitting in my chair and held out his hand for me to grab. He helped me up but instead of letting go of my hand, he held it firmly in his.
"All set?" he asked.
I looked at the nurse and she nodded with a big smirk on her face.
"Thank you," I said to her while walking out of the office.
When Sam and I got outside of the school, we began chatting.
"Okay, what do you want to do?" he asked, smiling.
"Let's go to the pool and then back to my house. My parents won't be home until six today and it's only 11:30." I smirked.
He nodded and leaned over the center council to kiss me.
When we got to the city pool, hardly anybody was there because they were all at school still.
Sam and I went our separate ways to get dressed and met each other out by the poolside. Of course, right before I was going to get in, he tackled me into the water. When I came back up, I smacked his shoulder and he laughed.
He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. We just stood there like that for a minute, gazing into each others eyes. Then we just simply kissed.
"Sam, we're in public," I giggled into the kiss.
"Who's going to see us? They are at school?" He said, pulling away.
I immediately missed his lips on mine, It was crazy.
After about two hours of swimming, it was already about 1:30 or 1:45. We decided to pack up and go to my house.
*SAM'S POV*
When we got to Lana's house she unlocked the door and we stepped into the cold air.
"I'm going to put on some warmer clothes," she said and began to walk up the stairs.
I went into the kitchen to make us some lunch. Macaroni and Cheese, how wonderful.
A few minutes later I heard footsteps and then a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. I knew who it was though, so I just continued to make the lunch. She started tugging on the bottom of my shirt so I out my arms up in the air and she pulled it up over my head. I turned around to face her and a bright red blush crept onto her cheeks, she tried to turn away so I couldn't see but failed miserably.
I picked her up and set her on the island. She smiled at me and pulled me close, wrapping her arms around my neck to give me a random hug. I wrapped my arms around her too and rested my chin on her head.
"Is something bothering you, Lana?" I asked.
"No, does it seem like it?" she asked.
"Just a little bit. You've been awfully quiet," I said truthfully.
"No I'm fine," she smiled, pulling out if our hug.
I was still standing in between her legs, with my hands on her sides, rubbing some tiny circles as we talked about what to do and stuff. I stepped away to get the food off of the stove and noticed that she had my sweatshirt on. It made my stomach grow with a loving heat.
"You're wearing my sweatshirt," I smiled.
"Yeah, it smells like you, it keeps me calm," she said with a small giggle at the end.
I just smiled and kissed her cheek before turning around and getting us two bowls of macaroni. I gave her her own and then took mine. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me. Then I began walking to the basement to watch tv. We sat on the couch and cuddled for a but before something caught my eye.
"Hey, Lana?" I asked.
She hummed a response.
"My sweatshirt makes your boobs look huge," I whispered in her ear from behind.
She turned over to face me and began to take off the sweatshirt, revealing her cami that she had on under it. I smirked big and hungrily kissed her lips.
"Sam wait," she said, biting her lip.
I didn't know how long I could wait but I nodded in response and wrapped my arms around her waist.
"We need to do this the right way," she smirked.
"We are thinking the same thing right?" I smirked back.
She nodded and ran to her room to grab the stuff. When she came back downstairs, she threw a green bag at me. She calls it "the good stuff."
"You wanna roll? Or should I do it?" she asked.
"listen, we all know I'm better than you," I smirked.
She puffed out a breath and handed me the stuff. I grabbed the green, grass-like substance and began to do my thing. After about an hour of doing "the good stuff" we were completely high.
"Alright, Sam," Lana giggled. "I'm going to take off my shirt but no peeking," She laughed some more.
"Alright, I'll try," I laughed, plastering my hands on my face with my fingers spread apart.
"Sam you can't see me right?" she asked, a blush on her cheeks.
"No, not at all," I lied, watching her as she peeled the shirt off of her body and then unhooked her bra.
"Alright, Sammy-Bear, it's time," she smirked, crawling on top of me and planting kisses all over my face.
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The Best Friend(Sam Wilkinson)
Fanfiction"Sam, we can't do this anymore," I said. "Don't say that, please, Lana. We can make this work," he replied. "What if they find out, Sam? We will be done for," I said, tears building up in my eyes. "Lana don't cry, baby. Please. We won't let...
