Back in Sam's room, I sit at his desk with him alongside me, sitting on one of the extra chairs he had nearby. I pulled away, looking down at the paper once Sam stopped the stopwatch."It was good. You're getting better." He smiled, making me smile as well. "T-Thank you." I whispered as a little blush creeps up my cheeks. He smiled and nodded, thankfully not spotting the redness of my cheeks.
I now feel flustered whenever I'm around Sam. I feel the need to hold him close to me and keep him safe as well. I don't know why, but I'm starting to question my feelings towards him. Now, it's confirmed that I like him. No doubt.
What if I get hurt though? What if I end up sad and broken-hearted? But no. Sam wouldn't hurt me. I know he wouldn't. But what if he didn't like me back? What if he just saw me as a friend and nothing more?
I felt my smile slowly disappear, the thoughts still filling my mind. "Colby? Are you okay?" Sam suddenly asked, noticing my slight change of mood. "Uhm. Yea I'm fine." I said, clearing my throat and standing up.
"I-I think I should head home now. It's pretty late." I spoke quietly heading to my bag, when a small hand wrapped around my wrist. "Hold up. What's wrong?" Sam asked, keeping me from walking out.
"N-Nothing. I-I just have to get home." I replied, trying to get out of his grasp but he only tightened it. "Colby you're stuttering. I can tell something's wrong so tell me." He said frowning as a sigh escapes my lips.
"I-I can't. I-I'll get hurt. I'll be alone again and-" I rambled but he cut me off. "Colby. I won't leave you nor hurt you. Now please, tell me." He whispered the last part, standing closer to me.
"What's wrong?" He asked softly, looking up at me a little. "I.. I'm in love with someone I know won't love me back." I whispered, feeling the tears building up. Yet I restrained myself from letting them drop.
"Oh.." He said and a sudden wash of disappointment and sadness, formed on his face. "Well um.. you can't truly know without talking to the person." He said again, smiling lightly but I could tell it was fake. I could see the pain in his eyes. The sadness that suddenly filled his eyes. Does he like me too? It can't be though.
"No. You don't get it. Sam, I love you." I blurted, gasping once I realized what I've done. His eyes widened and he looked at me in pure shock. "Colby.." he whispered and I felt my heart shatter a little.
"Y-You don't like me back. I-I knew it." I said, shaking my head as I hurried to the door. "Colby, wait!" Sam called after me as I ran down the stairs and out of the house. I blocked out the calls of my name and kept running. And running. And running.
I knew he wouldn't like me back. Who would like someone as worthless as me? Let alone love? I'm worthless and a no one. I'm irrelevant to all. I knew that. I just wish I believed it instead..
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FanfictionColby Brock is the school's typical bad boy. Beating people up, slamming them into lockers, talking back to teachers, etc. But that's not all true. Colby is accused of the bad boy facade. Everyone believes the spreaded rumors due to his label. Just...