But I'm a jock and you're a cheerleader

Chapter 25. I'm your barbie girl

Gabe POV

We walk out of the bathroom and go into the closet grabbing some clothes for the day.

"Do you want to borrow mine or go over to your house and grab some actual clothes?" I ask loudly, as I look for an outfit.

I've always loved clothes. Not everything in my life has ever been in my control but the way I put myself out there for the world is. When I didn't have any place to put my focus I used to sit and think of outfit ideas. It was a place to run, I loved it, I still do.

"You know what," Sam says as he walks into my closet "I never realized how many articles of clothing you owned, angel."

"Wait, so you have never been in here? I love my closet. How has my crush not been in here?" I say looking through my rack of sweatshirts and flannels.

Sam comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me as I look for an outfit. "Your crush? I thought at this point I at least qualified to be your boyfriend."

"You ARE my boyfriend, Sam" I say as I shake him off so I can try on a pair of ripped jeans. "But you were my crush for so long. So you will always be my crush"

Sam, who has made himself very comfortable on my closet floor, smiles and blushes at the floor and says "Angel, that is super sweet."

"Yeah I guess. I used to always imagine putting outfits together for you to wear"

"Ahahaha, you had it bad didn't you?" He says.

As if I didn't hear him I let out a gasp equivalent to the fangirling that goes on between the two people writing this book. "Oh. My. Chuck." I scream.

Sam Immediately jumps up. "Are you okay? Oh my, Angel? What's wrong? Are you dying? You're alive right?" He says, surprisingly worried.

"I just had the best idea ever." I say as I swing around and grabbing Sam's shirt and taking it off.

"Gabe- what? The...fuck?" He manages to say as I pull his shirt off.

"Shhhhh Sam, I'm gonna dress you today." I mumble as I focus on finding the right pants to go with the 'bnha' hoodie I picked out for Sam. We've always loved the show so he'll love the hoodie.

Sam seems very confused but is letting me do my thing. "You really do like fashion-type stuff, don't you?" He says as he comes up and takes the crewneck 'bnha' sweatshirt I offer him.

"Yeah. Ever since I was younger it has always been a way for me to express myself. I had control over what I wore even when every other aspect of my life were being controlled by our horrible parents." As I finish that sentence I am alot more emotional than I thought I would be.

After he finishes putting on the hoodie he comes over and pulls me into his arms and we sit on the floor.

"It's ok Angel, you have me now." Sam says as he holds me "I will always be here. If you ever need to talk about your past, let me know. You always have me."

We sit like that for a little bit before Sam breaks the silence.

"So, you said you wanted to dress me up today?" He gets up and stands in front of me with his arms out wide. "I'm your Barbie girl, dress me up"

Here I am. Staring at my boyfriend that I just dressed up for the day. He's wearing the blue crewneck bnha hoodie with kirishima and Bakugou on the back (because in this house we ship kiribaku.) black skinny jeans, a red and black flannel around his waist, and my varsity cheer jacket.

All that stuff is too big for me, but fits him perfectly.

"What do you think?" Sam says as he spins around with a grin that could kill. "Is this barbie girl all dressed up?"