fake boyfriend ↠ sam hurley

nine

as i sat in english class, i had my head down on my desk, hiding my face in my arms. my hood was up and i felt like actual death. "ms. mendes, please stay awake or i'll send you to the office." my stupid teacher calls out. i roll my eyes, and sit up.

i looked at the time on the clock, two minutes until the bell rings, then lunch. she couldn't let me keep my head down for two minutes? i heard snickering from besides me, chad. i roll my eyes again, flipping him off. the bell rings, chad and i exit the room quickly.

"i want to die." i mumbled, rushing to my locker. he chuckles, "that's what you get for drinking." he shrugs. i flick his forehead. "i don't care. shut up."

sam arrives to our lockers with a smile. "hi."

i gave him a weak smile, "hi." he leans down and pecks my cheek, quickly. "can we go to a diner for lunch? we have an hour and a half today."

on monday's, the juniors and seniors are allowed to have an hour and thirty minutes of lunch, we can leave, but have to come back. it's amazing, i love it.

i nod my head, "anyone have advil?" i ask.

shey grabs a bottle from her bookbag, handing me three. "thank you." i smile, taking a sip of my water. "let's go."

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after school, i immediately took a nap. i felt worse than a hangover, and i wasn't sure if i was sick or it was just a bad hangover. when i woke up, i called sam over. i told him i didn't feel well, and he said he'd be right over.

as i waited, i watched some random tv show that was playing. the door opens from upstairs, and i hear some footsteps walking down the stairs. my door opens, revealing sam's smile.

"hi." he greets.

i smile back, "hi."

he hands me a blue gatorade, a water bottle and fruit snacks. i smile widely, sitting up from my bed. "oh my gosh, sam." he sits down next to me, i wrap my arms around him.

"thank you. you didn't have to do this." he shrugs his shoulders, "i know, but you don't feel well."

i kiss his cheek, laying back in bed. "so, what are we watching?" he asks, kicking off his shoes then laying in bed with me.