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love the one youre with - sam kiszka

POV: I'm not doing this anymore it's pointless and nobody cares about it

**LISTEN TO THE SONG WHILE READING YOU DILL HOLES**

But this one is referring to that video of greta going record shopping and Sam and Jake get Stephen Stills, only I cant remember if Sam got SS1 or SS2, but let's just say he got 1 for this oops

Please enjoy 🥺✌️

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I sat on my couch and stared at the bare trees out the window, reminiscing about the vibrant green summer leaves. I was alone, of course. Sam was never home. Once we graduated, we decided to get a house together, but it seems to be more of just my house at this point. He is always out, doing an interview, with his brothers, or doing shows. When he goes on tour, I think about why I'm even with him. It seems he cares more about music than anything else. I mean, I understand, but it would be great if I could spend a full week with him. He's always doing something.

Well, I guess it is my own fault for falling for a rock star.

I was so deep in thought, I jumped when the door opened.

"Hey," I greeted Sam. "What'd you get?" Sam had gone record shopping with the boys, and I told him to get something he knew I liked.

"I got some Stephen Stills!" He said excitedly, revealing it from under the others.

I gasped. "You know me too well, Sammy," I laughed.

"That's exactly why I got it," he winked.

"Can I put it on?" I ask, jumping off the couch and taking it from him.

"Well I didn't get it to just look at," he joked. I slapped him arm.

"Shut up, smartass," I scolded, looking over the record. It was a picture of Stephen Stills playing guitar on a snowy branch. Fitting for the time of year.

I put it on, hearing the intro to Love The One You're With. I started to sway back and forth, with my eyes closed, as I felt Sam's arms wrap around my waist, swaying with me.

I enjoy the moment and listen to the lyrics.

"If you're down and confused
And you don't remember who you're talking to
Concentration slip away
Because your baby is so far away

Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with"

This made me think: I do love the one I'm with. And he is the one I want to love. It shouldn't matter if he's gone, because he always comes back and makes me happy. Such as bringing me some Stephen Stills, which tapped into my mind that I love Sam. I couldn't leave him because he's a rockstar. I couldn't leave him because that's his life.

"Y/n," I heard Sam nervously say, "do you...do you love me?"

"What?" I say, turning to face him. "Of course I do, why wouldn't you think I did?" I think back to my monologue of thought.

"Well...I'm never really around, and it seems like you're drifting away lately. Also, you looked kind of upset when I came in, so I assume that can really only mean one thing...I get it if you don't want to be with me." He looked down at his shoes, scuffing the toes on the floor.

"Sam," I start, "I love you with all my heart. I have since I met you in school all the way to now, and on. Yeah, you're not around much...but that can't stop me from loving you. I honestly can't think about being with anyone else. And so what if you're gone? Because you always come back at the end of the day. Right?" I ask, and he nods, still avoiding eye contact. "Look at me Sam," I say, lifting his head by putting my fingers under his chin. "Your hobbies, career, or anything of that sort could ever stop me from loving you. You're in a band, what else should I expect?" I chuckle. "Plus, I also don't have to deal with your smart ass all day."

"Hey, shut up," he finally laughs.

"I love you, Sam. Okay?" I pull his head down so our foreheads are touching.

"I love you too, y/n," he says before softly kissing me. "You're the best."

"I know," I smile.

"Lovely," he sarcastically says.

"Can we dance now?" I ask.

"Of course," he wraps his arms around my waist, and I wrap mine around his neck. We dance to the upbeat song, enjoying our good company.

"And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with"

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Haha now this is what I call shite

PLEASE GIVE ME SOME IDEAS IM DEAD

also i somehow got 800 reads so that's cool

ps sam is baby

pps Stephen Stills is like really good