Omaha Squad Smuts

Sammy Wilkinson: Breakup

-Background-
You and Sammy are in in high school. You're a junior and Sam is a senior. You've been dating for about 18 months.
-Sam's POV-
"Honestly dude, I don't wanna be with her anymore. I don't know how to tell her though", I say to Johnson while kicking the soccer ball to him. We're at practice and I'm attempting to get advice from him about my relationship with my girlfriend. She was beautiful, but way too clingy for my taste. Don't get me wrong, I love a protective girl, but she wants to be on balls 24/7. I can't even take a piss without her asking what I'm doing. I can't go out with the boys anymore. I have to text her every 30 minutes or she freaks out. I guess you can't have it all. A beautiful body, but a crazy mind. "Just cheat on her", Johnson says and I'm taken back by his words. "What? Dude, she'll kill me. And even if I did, who do I do it with? How do I get her to catch me? How do I explain? What if she still doesn't wan-" "Chill, I have a plan... Gilinsky and me will throw a party and then we hook you up with someone. You go up to G's room with the chick and I'll tell y/n where you are. Simple", he says, creating the plan as he speaks. I nod and we keep playing. After practice I go back to my house. Nobody's home, so I heat up a HotPocket and get a can of Mountain Dew. I turn the tv on and change the channel to Family Guy. My phone buzzes next to me.
-Text Message Conversation-
Y/n❤️: hey babeeeee what are u doing?
Me: watching tv wbu
Y/n❤️: nothing im bored, can i come over?
Me: my mom is here. but do u wanna go to a party later? its at Gilinsky's house
Y/n❤️: sure what time?
Me: i'll pick u up at 9:30
-Sammy's POV-
I take a shower around 8. I throw on jeans and an orange Adidas t-shirt. I wear all-black Converse. I drive to pick up y/n, and she says she's going to be a few minutes. I call J.
-Phone Conversation-
Me: Aye Johnson you got a girl yet?
Jack: Yeah Michelle Hernandez. Is that cool with you?
Me: The one that's friends with Skate?
Jack: Yeah. You almost here? She's waiting for you. I explained everything to her
Me: I'll be there in 20 minutes. I have to go
-Sammy's POV-
I try to end the conversation before y/n gets in the car, because I know she'll ask questions. "Hey what's up?" "Nothing. Who were you on the phone with baby?", she says, putting her seatbelt on. I put the car in drive and start heading to Gilinsky's house. "Nobody... just my dad... uh he h-had some questions about soccer practice." "Oh", is all she says. The rest of the car ride is quiet. Music plays in the background. I can feel the tension in the air. My mind races about what will happen tonight. My heart starts beating faster than normal. "Are you ok, Sammy?", she says looking concerned as we pull into the driveway. "I'm all good" We enter the house and I immediately walk up to Johnson and Gilinsky, leaving y/n by herself in the living room. "Hey is she upstairs?", I say anxious for the events that are about to take place. "Yeah go at it bro. Use protection, though", Gilinsky laughs. "Use protection for what?", y/n asks, walking up behind us. "Umm... soccer", Johnson blurts out trying to cover our conversation up. "Yeah soccer practice", I mumble rubbing the back of my neck. She walked away. "I'll keep her busy, so you can get started", Gilinsky says before walking towards her. I run upstairs and find Michelle already naked on the bed waiting for me. I give a light chuckle and walk towards her. I hover over her and attach our lips. After a few minutes I pull away, my lips swollen. I pull my jeans down and push into her slowly. She's soaking. I start thrusting, but I hear the door open. "Sammy", Michelle moans as soon as she sees y/n. Wow. She's really going all out for this. "What the fuck is this? Samuel? Are you fucking kidding?", she yells before storming out. I smirk and finish.
*next day*
-Sammy's POV-
"Yeah guys it was perfect thanks", I say to Johnson and Gilinsky on facetime. We hang up and I see a text message.
-Text Message Conversation-
Y/n: fuck u sam. i just wanted to let u know that ur a fucking dick. u never deserved me asshole
Me: i did fuck u. & i fucked ur friend. ur just mad (;
Y/n: i'll make u wish u never cheated
Me: u could never make me wish to not fuck a girl. go ahead and try tho
-Sammy's POV-
I felt slightly guilty for being so mean to her. She didn't do anything wrong to me, but I couldn't take her obnoxiousness. I blow it off and call Michelle for round 2.