Our Infamous Romance

Chapter 14

*Four seasons of Game of Thrones later*

"The midgit guy lived!" Kat bellowed out as she jumped up on the couch. "Dwarf." Sam corrected. "And his name is Tyrion." "Whatever." Kat said plopping back down on the couch causing it to creak. "Careful. This thing may have been free, but I don’t need it broken." Sam said getting up to get a glass of water. As she crossed the floor, she kicked something cold and wet. "What the-" Sam thought as she bent over to pick up a watermelon rine. "Kat, take care of your shit." Sam said throwing the rine at Kat, successfully getting it to drape over her shoulder. "AHHH MY SHOULDER IS ALL STICKY!!!" Kat screamed out throwing the rine onto the plate with the rest of the rines. Sam giggled as she walked into the kitchen. Sam yawned as the refrigerator filled her glass with water. She glanced up at the clock that read six thirty. Both her and Kat had trouble sleeping that night so they decided to watch the final five episodes of the fourth season of Game of Thrones and chow down on watermelon and chicken wings. Sam chugged the water down then started her coffee pot. It moaned to life and began to drop hot coffee into the cup. The calming, bitter smell of coffee filled the kitchen. Sam walked back into the living room where Kat was struggling to get a chicken bone out of her hair. Sam threw the curtains open, instantly lighting the room up. "AHHHH NATURAL LIGHT!!!!" Kat screamed out, turning her face away from the direction of the window. Sam rolled her eyes and looked out the window; the sun was just rising so the sky was a mix of pink, orange, and light blue. It was quite beautiful. Sam wondered if Chris was looking too.

"Got it!" Kat yelled out. Sam heard the bone hit the rine plate. Sam yawned again; "You want breakfast?" "Hells yeah!" Kat excitedly yelled out and ran into the kitchen. Sam followed her and got the toaster out of the cupboard. She placed two pieces of toast in and pushed down the lever. Sam walked around the kitchen and got out the butter, some orange juice, an Arnold Palmer, and two packages of apple cinnamon Belvita crackers. Kat sat patiently at the island, flicking her finger across her iPhone; probably scrolling through Tumblr. The toaster popped and sent the toast up. Sam slathered it with butter and cut it in half. She opened one of the packages of Belvita crackers and placed them on the plate. She grabbed the plate and Arnold Palmer and walked over to Kat and placed them infront of her. Kat didn’t budge. "Kat." Sam said. "Kat… Breakfast… Eat…" Still nothing; Kat was glued to the screen. Suddenly the coffee pot went off, sending a high pitched beep through the room. Kat jumped in her chair and slammed her phone on the table. She looked up at Sam with a panicked look on her face. "The fuck was that?!?" She asked. "Breakfast." Sam responded walking over to the toaster and popping two more pieces of bread in. Sam heard the Kat shaking the can of Arnold Palmer as she poured her coffee. Just as Sam brought the cup to her lips, she heard Kat pop the top of the Arnold Palmer. She heard the foam of the lemonade tea hit the floor in the background of Kat yelling out "WHOOO!!!" Sam rolled her eyes and buttered her slices of toast and joined Kat at the island with her orange juice, crackers, and coffee.

Sam was on her second bite of toast when there was a knock on the door. "Kat, get the door please." Sam asked taking a sip of her coffee. "UGHHHH WHY MEEEEE?!?!" Kat groaned out taking another bite of toast. "Because you’re in skinny jeans and a Bring Me The Horizon tank top. And I’m in my underwear and a black cami."

"And your point is…"

"I’m not answering the door in my underwear!"

"Ughhhh fineeee."

Kat reluctantly got up and walked over to the door. "Who is it?" Kat called out. "Kat there’s a peep hole on the door…" Sam started before a very sarcastic blonde behind the door responded; "The Boogy Man. Who the hell do you think it is you geniuses?" "Uhhh the pizza guy?" Kat said, fully knowing who was behind the door. "Har har har. Now let me in!" Jenna screamed out. Kat giggled and opened the door, letting Jenna in. She was wearing a Ronnie Radke muscle shirt, skinny jeans, her Nike sneakers, and all the rubber band bracelets she owned on both her wrists. Her hair was pulled up in a braided ponytail today, showing off her prominent cheek bones. "So it was you who knocked over the muscle shirt display!" Sam called out while picking up the dishes. "You asshole, I folded all them nicely and when I came back from my break they were everywhere! It looked like Kat’s room in there." Jenna smiled; "You have no proof that was me." Sam rolled her eyes and threw the dishes into her dishwasher. "Before I ask why you’re here, can I get dressed?" "Sure bubble butt." Jenna said sitting down next to Kat. "Get your royal ass dressed." Sam smiled and stuck her tongue out at them before walking down to her room. Sam decided on a Daryl Dixon tank top, her favorite pair of ripped short shorts, and a pair of her ankle high, zip up, combat boots. Sam walked over and checked her phone, no messages. That was strange, Chris always texted her after a show. "Maybe they were just too tired and crashed." Sam thought and went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. When she came out, she walked over to her vanity and put on her cat eyes, mascara, her eyebrows, bottom eyeliner, and some nude colored lipstick on. She walked over and checked her phone again, still nothing. "I’m sure they’re probably just sleeping in, but why do I have this sick feeling in my gut?" Sam thought.