We finished up the video and drove home in silence. How would I explain this to him? I can't. We pulled into our driveway and parked.
Sam didn't say anything. He just sat there, staring at his hands.
I should say say something. Buuuuuuut I don't want to.
The blonde haired boy sighed.
"Why?"
That's all he said. Oh crap. What do I do?
I just shook my head, looking at anywhere but him. He sighed again. This is really uncomfortable.
"Okay, Colbs. You don't have to tell me right now, I want you to tell me when you're ready. But please just let me help you. I don't want you to hurt yourself like this. It makes me so sad. So the next time you feel like doing it, come find me. Please."
I finally looked at him, one goddam tear rolling down my cheek. Then I gave him a huge hug, putting all my love and gratitude into it.
I think I'm in love with Sam Golbach.
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FanfictionA very sad yet somehow slightly humorous solby story where Colby realizes that he might not be so straight after all. I can't relate to something more. *There are many major triggers in this book* ~READ AT YOU OWN RISK~ // I am not responsible for...
