♡♤Chapter twenty~Seven♤♡

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Sam's p.o.v
I wake up, and a thought immediately comes to mind.
I love Colby, I do. But, I've never had a boyfriend before. It's like having a girlfriend, except it's a boy, obviously.

I haven't even kissed Colby. He's kissed my forehead, but that's my forehead.

And it's fine, I don't think I'm ready to kiss yet, and I'm glad Colby isn't pushing it. After all, we aren't even dating.

It is kind of awkward when people in school give us looks as if we're dating. I want to date him, but I'm not sure if he feels love towards me, yknow?

I wish I could be with him for the rest of high school. But, knowing me I'll probably mess it up.

I'm always the person with bad luck.
Just look at me.
No one likes me.
But Colby.
I'm glad of that, Colby is my only friend in high school and it's just awesome.

I had a friend once for about two days, but I have a bad habit of being clumsy and saying things I don't mean.

And, let's just say I came out to this person and they rejected me and i  never saw them again.. But they were a bad friend, anyways.

Colby would never do that, right? Obviously not. He is hella gay by the looks of it.

He is just too perfect.

And I have to admit, he can be sassy at times.

Not just tones,  the way he struts after insulting someone, the way he holds his hand when he's talking.

It's actually adorable.

Sometimes I wonder if he ever realizes that he does that.

I mean after he punched Brennen he strutted away from him in the hall.

And Brennen was checking out his... butt.

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Colbys p.o.v
I wake up to someone chatting. It sounds more like whispers. I look over at Sam and see he's talking to himself. I smile at him and hug him.

"Good morning, sweetheart" I say, stretching.  He goes out of thought and smiles. "Good morning " he responds, stretching, too.

"How long were you up?" I ask, checking the time. "Only for like..6 minutes" he answers, yawning.  "I heard you talking to your self" I say, curious on why.

"Oh, yeah..i do that..sorry" he responds, his cheeks red in embarrassment. I smile.
"No need to be embarrassed" I caress the back of his hand, smiling before getting up.

"Another day of torture" I bring up, laughing. He chuckles. "At least it's friday" he responds,  changing into different clothes.

"Right" I say, sitting down to put my shoes on.

He smiles. "Youre cute, yknow?" He says out of the blue, making me blush. "Thanks, so are you" I respond, laughing lightly.

My mom opens the door, scaring Sam to almost falling off the bed. She laughs and leaves.

"You okay?"I ask, Sam returning a nod. "Yeah" he speaks, laughing.

He's adorable.

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