Sleeping With A Friend

Sneaking Out

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'BANG!' My eyes snapped open in fright at a noise from outside the window. I looked at the clock, it said 2:33pm. I was still in Sam's bed, and based on the arm slung around my waist so was Sam. If it was already 2:33pm then Lucas was probably already back, and if he wasn't he about to be. Either way I'm screwed.... and I need to get out of here, fast.

I turned to face Sam and lightly slapped his shoulder. He started to stir but he was still asleep. I tried again harder. "What." he groaned in his morning voice that I'm not going to lie, was really attractive. "Hey you need to get up, like now...right now." I quietly told him, in fear of Lucas being here and hearing me talk. I know I probably didn't need to whisper but I wasn't taking any chances. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at me. "What?" He said annoyed that I woke him up. "We have a problem so get up now." He groaned rolling over and sitting up.

He glared at me still oblivious to the crucial issue at hand. "First off why are you whispering?" He questioned. I motioned for him to be quiet before explaining the situation. "We overslept it's been a few hours and if Lucas isn't already back he will be back soon." I winced a little as I said Lucas' name.

Sam immediately got up and headed towards the door. I started to panic. What if Lucas was standing near the door and saw me when Sam opened it? What if Sam was going to go rat me out to Lucas? No he wouldn't do that, then he would be in just as much trouble as me...unless... AH! This is all just some elaborate scheme to humiliate me and make me look like a slut!

Wait.... I need to slow down, I'm clearly going out of my mind right now, because none of that makes any sense. 1. I don't think Lucas would like his best friend to sleep with his ex. 2.If Sam wanted Lucas to know then he would have told him this morning so... and 3. Well I don't know... there is no three. Ok I need to get a grip and fix myself.

Snapping back to reality I realized all these ridiculous and panicky thoughts had raced through my head in a matter of seconds as Sam had just opened the door. "Wait! Where are you going?" I called out. Sam turned to me and calmly replied "To see if he's back or not, don't worry I won't leave you alone for long." He smiled and shut the door behind him.

A few seconds later he popped his head back in the door. "He's still gone so get dressed and come on out I'll make some lunch or something." I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding at the good news. "Alright I'll be right out" I replied. He shut the door and I got up and walked to the bathroom. I freshened up a little bit then went back to Sam's room to get dressed. After I pulled on my dress I went to go find the kitchen.

As I walked down the hallway I was in I took notice of the relatively new paint, all fresh and bright. I realized this was the first, and probably last time I've ever been here, and since I don't really remember coming in last night everything is new to me. I ran my hand across the wall as I walked down the hall. As the hallway ended it opened up to a living room and on the other side of the room a small kitchen. 

Sam had his back turned to me and was cooking something on the stove. I walked over and took a seat at the bar. The bar was separating the kitchen from living room. Seeing as Sam hadn't noticed me yet I took the chance to look around the room. I turned around in my chair and scanned the room. The walls were painted a light gray, just as the hallway had been painted. The floors were a dark hardwood, there was a big white L-shaped couch in front of a big tv that was mounted to the wall. A few feet to the right of the tv there were some pictures and then another hallway.