Ever since that little incident that happened that day, which I'll have you know was 2 months ago, I've fallen in love with Sammy. Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing is perfect about us. We fight, a lot, but it's us. He still hasn't met my parents. I'm 16, and he's 18. He's gonna meet them today, I'm scared for him to meet my dad though, because Sammy does have a smart ass mouth sometimes.. But regardless of what my dad says, I'm still gonna date Samuel Howard Wilkinson.
It's about 6 o'clock now and Sam shows up at my house for dinner.
My mom greets him and whispers in my ear "he's hot, Lia. I approve already." Then flashes a smile.
My dad come out and greets Sam. Uh oh.
"Hello, Mr. Stallman." He says with a firm handshake.
"Hi, Sam." My dad says back.
We sit down and eat dinner when I needed some more sweet tea..
"Daddy, can you get me some more sweet tea, please?"
Both Sam and my dad get up and look at each other.
AWKWARD
DU LIEST GERADE
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أدب الهواةI turned around and he was there waiting for me to be in his arms. His body against mine. His, almost like a wall, something to hold you up. Mine, a rock, that gets smaller and smaller every time someone rolls over it with their shoe.
