Last night you and Sam hungout until midnight. You woke up this morning really tired, but you pulled yourself away from your bed to take a shower and get ready. After your shower you checked your phone, Sam usually texted you by 10. You decided to text him first this morning "Hey baby, what's up?" You left your phone to charge in your room while you got ready. You heard your phone ring and dropped your mascara and ran to your room. Sam was calling.
"SAM. Are you okay?!" you said worry in your voice.
"Y/N..," Sam said.
"YES?" you asked.
"I got in a really bad accident, I'm at the hospital."
Your mouth dropped, and you felt your heart shatter. You didn't know what to say.
"Y/N?"
"Yes, yes I'm here! How bad was it? Are you okay?" you said asking a million questions.
"I'm fine, just broke my arm and may have to have surgery."
"Oh my god.. I'm coming to see you. See you soon." you hung up and told your mom that you were taking the car.
You ran out the door and put the key in the ignition, started it and sped to the hospital.
When you got there you stopped at the check in area, "I need to see Sam Pottorff please." you said shaking your keys nervously. The nurse gave you the room number and you ran up the stairs to his room.
As you walked in Sam was laying in the hospital bed, watching tv. When he saw you, his eyes lit up and he smiled.
"Hi hunny," he said signaling for you to come closer.
"Hi Sam, how are you doing?" you said giving him a light kiss on the lips.
"Better now that you're here," he said, holding on to your hand.
"Do you need anything?" you asked.
"No, thanks though," he said smiling. "I love how caring you are. I'm so glad to call you mine," Sam said.
You blushed and kissed his hand.
A couple minutes the nurse came in and said that Sam could go home soon.
"Thanks," you said and she left.
You and Sam sat together and talked for a couple hours. You heard your phone ring, it was your mom.
"Hello?" you said.
"Y/N is everything ok with Sam?" your mom asked.
"Yep! I'm just keeping him company."
"Okay, be home before dinner, love you."
"Love you too!" you said and hung up.
Sam looked over and smiled at you, "do you have to go?"
"No, not yet," you replied.
"Good," he said.
Another hour passed, and Sam had fallen asleep. You decided it was time to go home. You kissed his cheek and headed to the car. You drove home, the whole time thinking about Sam.
After eating dinner with your mom you went up to your room and texted Sam. Turns out that he had to stay the night to make sure everything was ok. You talked on the phone for a little bit, but Sam had to go. You hung up and fell asleep.
