Falling For You ( COMPLETED )

Pt. 2 ~ Colby ~

Holding Sam in my arms again, never felt like a possibility until now. I didn't realize how much I've missed him until I saw him bending over around the bar's building, throwing up and then passing out. I immediately raced over to him, and got him home so no one would hurt him or even worse. 

"Sam?" I asked and he nodded while sniffling, breathing slowly, sounding over exhausted. "Why don't I bring you to your room? You seem really tired."

"I want you to stay," He whimpered and clung onto my shirt more. "Please?"

"Fine," I answered, knowing that he wouldn't let me leave without an argument, and I hate arguments. Especially with Sam. Sam is so fragile. He's like glass. If one thing happens, he remembers it for eternity. I carried him bridal style, in my case, broom style, ( I wish ) and lied him down on his bed. His bedroom completely smelt like weed. I looked over in his drawer, which I shouldn't of but it gave me an excuse to because it was open, and I saw medications for anxiety and depression. I saw razor blades too, with rust and old dried up blood. I decided to keep it to myself. I didn't want to cause any more problems for him. I feel really bad for him. I stroked his hair, to remind myself of how smooth and soft his hair is. If his hair is this smooth and soft, his lips must be too. He was already sleeping on my chest, so I didn't bother to wake him. I stared at the ceiling, thinking about what will happen when he wakes up.