100 What Ifs..

Chapter 26 ~ Oh Boy

Sam's P.O.V

I woke up at least thirty minutes before my alarm. Fucking hate my sleep routine.

I turned to my left and see the most gorgeous face anyone can wake up to. I'm surprised Nash is still here. I'm sure he usually leaves after one night stands. Not that we did anything.

I tried getting out if Nash's grip but he held tighter every time I try to get loose. Might as well stay for a bit.

After god knows how long I felt something on my forehead. What day is it? Do I have school? I sure hope not.

I opened my right eye and then my left. I felt a stir on my left and looked over to see a shirtless Nash. Was it off the whole entire time?!

"Like what you see?" Nash smirked. "I would be lying if I said yes." I answered. He pouted. "Oi, put that bottom lip back to its normal position." I said.

Nash just smiles. he was about to head out when I stopped him. "Wait, lemme check if my parents are home."

When I got up I could tell that Nash was checking me out.

Really? In the morning too, I look gross and just ugly. Ugh! I instantly covered myself even though I don't know how that's possible when my shirt is longer than my short short black spandex.

I walked out and went to my parents room. No one is there. I went to Justin's room and he's not there either.

I went down the kitchen and found a note on the counter.

'School has been canceled due to a flood, don't ask. A whole week off from school. Mom and dad went out last night and rented a hotel. They wanted some alone time for a week. Coincidence? I think not. Just you, Sam. I'm staying at my girlfriends house for four days, don't tell mom and dad. -Your most handsome and awesome brother, Justin'

Well damn, a week with no supervision. Woohoo!

"Kay, Nash it's clear!" I yelled as I folded the paper again. "Gee, you don't need to yell, I'm right here." Nash said from behind me, too close.

But it's not like you haven't cuddled with him.

"Yes! A whole week all to ourselves!" Nash celebrated. I scoffed, "Uhm, to 'ourselves'?"

"Yes, to ourselves." Nash confirmed.

I walked over to the garbage and threw the paper away. As I did so I felt arms slither around my body.

"What shall we do first, hmm?" Nash asked into my ears, tickling them.

Oh boy.