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(Sam's POV)
I woke up the next morning after calling and texting Ryan about 372838 times. She didn't answer me once.
I keep thinking about what she said about me not being her boyfriend and her not having a boyfriend. I have no idea what she's talking about.
I walk downstairs into Gilinskys trashed living room to hopefully talk to Amy about Ryan. She knows stuff about why girls say things. Right?
I see Jack and Amy sitting on the couch in the living room. I take a seat a crossed from them.
"Hey guys, can you help me with something?" I ask. And being completely honest I was nervous as hell.
"Yeah sure bud what's up?" Jack says sitting forward toward me.
"So last night Ryan and-"
"OH MY GOD DID YOU GUYS SLEEP TOGETHER" Amy shouts before I can say anything else.
"What? No." I say trying to continue.
"Then what's wrong?" Amy asks.
"Well I was trying to continue." I give her a devilish look. "Ryan and I ALMOST had sex. But she freaked out and left."
"Well why'd she leave?" Jack asked.
"See that's the thing I'm confused about. She said I wasn't her boyfriend and that she didn't have one."
"But she doesn't have a boyfriend." Amy said confused.
"What are you talking about? I'm her boyfriend." I said trying to point this out for the seven hundredth time this morning.
"No you aren't! You never asked her." Amy shouted at me.
"Ask her what?" I screamed back.
"Woah woah woah. Calm down" Jack interjected.
"You never asked her to be your girlfriend you idiot." Amy said in a calm manor.
"Oh my god. I never did." How the fuck had I never asked her.
"How the fuck did you not ask her yet. You guys are like fucking made for each other." Jack screamed at me.
"I know I know. I'm an idiot."
"Did you just assume or something?" Amy asked me.
"Well I mean we made out more than a few times and I really really really really like her. I guess I just assumed we were official." I said standing from the couch.
"I gotta go fix this." I said to them and walked out the front door.
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(Ryan's POV)
I ended up just turning off my phone because Sam was texting me so much.
I'm currently in bed watching Orange is The New Black on Netflix, wearing my Squirrel Pajamas from the Taylor Swift merch collection.
(A/N: I'm currently wearing those pajamas no joke. BEST PURCHASE I EVER MADE)
I swear to god I just heard footsteps in the house. I'm home alone how is that possible? Did someone break in? Not today! I'm in the middle of a Netflix marathon. FUCK DAT SHIT IM OUT. I say as I run to the window and jump to my death.
JUST KIDDING.
I'm still in bed when I hear the door knob jiggle. Good thing I locked it.
"Ryan" an out of breath Sam says through the door.
I feel tears form in my eyes but I push them away.
"Ryan, open the door. Please." Sam pleaded still outside the door.
I made my way from the bed over to the door. I unlocked it slowly and opened it.
Before Sam could say anything I ran into his arms and wrapped my arms around his tourso.
A few moments later his arms wrapped around my back as he moved his hand up and down my back. "I'm sorry." Sam said into my hair.
"No. Sam, I'm sorry." I said into his shirt.
"I'm taking you out to dinner. Be ready at 6." Sam said and let go of me.
"Where are we going?" I asked wiping my eyes.
"That. Is a surprise. But dress casual." He said walking out of my doorway and down the stairs, out of my house.
I laugh to myself, wiping my eyes once again.
I check the time and it's 2:30.
I text Amy and tell her to come over. She arrives at around 3.
"Did Sam come over?" Amy asks as she sits down at the kitchen island.
"Yes. Everything's fine. He's taking me out to dinner tonight." I smile and smack my hands on the counter.
"FINALLY!" Amy screeched.
"FINALLY WHAT" I screamed back.
"HES GONNA ASK YOU!!" She said jumping from her chair and running at me.
"No he's not. If he hasn't done it yet he's probably not going to do it." I shrug.
"Okay, WHATEVER you say. I know I'm right." She smiles at me. "Now let's go get you ready, you have a date to get to!" She screams grabbing my hand and dragging me upstairs.
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I was finally done getting ready for the date with Sam. My hair was loosely curled and my make up was fully done. Thanks to Amy. I was wearing a pair of light wash high waisted shorts. A grey crop top that had Nirvana on it, and a red and black flannel tied around my waist. I was wearing grey converse to go with it.
"Hurry up. Sam is going to be here any minute!" I said to Amy while she was looking through my jewelry.
"Sam's always late and you know that." She said handing me a leather blacelet.
I finished clipping the bracelet when I heard the doorbell ring.
"I told you he would be here any second." I yelled running out of my room and down the stairs. I fixed my hair before opening the door.
I didn't see Sam standing there.
"KRISTINE?? what the hell are you doing here?!?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
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