Crash Land (An Alex Gaskarth/Sam McTrusty fanfiction)

Chapter 1

We got off the plane and stared aimlessly at the carousel; waiting for our luggage to come out. Of course we were excited to be here, but man were we exhausted. And the jet lag was kicking in too.  

Mark was texting his girlfriend and Dave and Conor were getting coffees with our techs.  

I found myself just staring into space for a while and just as I thought I was going to drift off, someone from behind crashed into me and wrapped their arms tightly around my middle. 

I was so stunned, I let out a small yelp and my heart almost leapt out of my chest. The person let go, took my shoulders and swivelled me around. 

"Heyooooooo buddy!" he cried cheerily in his broad Scottish accent before grabbing my head into a headlock and ruffling my hair.  

It was Sam McTrusty of Twin Atlantic. One of my best friends and dearest loves. I laughed in relief and I poked his ribs as I struggled to get my head free from his grasp. He let me go as his body jerked and he let out a low shriek.  

"Was that really necessary? You know I'm ticklish!" he groaned. 

I rolled my eyes at him and threw my arms around him in a warm embrace. 

"Awk ye deserved it!" I said; my words were muffled in his neck.  

He lifted me up and he just held me for a few moments. We exchanged months worth of cuddling as we hadn't seen each other in ages. 

He finally put me down and a smile stretched across his wonderfully handsome face. His blue eyes were bright and shining. 

"It's so good to see you, Ursula. I've missed you so much," he said quietly and a small blush came over his cheeks. 

"I missed you too, Sammy," I kissed his cheek and smiled at him. 

We sort of held each others' gaze for a few seconds and for a moment, I believed he was going to kiss me.  

But then Mark came swooping in and ruined the moment. My heart sank a bit in my chest. He greeted Sam, shook his hand and crashed his shoulder into his own in what seemed to be some kind of manly-hug thing.  

"Awk how are ye, mate? So good to see ye!" Mark exclaimed and I saw Sam's eyes still watching me. 

"Good to see ye too. And I'm great, yeah. Syked for tour, ye know?" Although answering Mark's question, Sam still seemed focused on me and I lowered my head trying to conceal the blush that formed on my cheeks.  

Sam and Mark continued to talk as I went over to Conor to help him and the others with the luggage and brought it over to where the two were standing. 

"Still travel light I see," Sam remarked as I almost collapsed under the weight of two large suitcases. 

"Only one of these is mine, thank you very much!" I made a face at him before handing him the larger of the two cases. 

"Follow me guys, I'll show ye the hotel ye get for tonight."  

We followed Sam through the crowds of people until we came to the exit. 

"It'll be nice to have one night of luxury before gettin' hot and heavy out on the road," Mark said and we all laughed. 

We checked into our reasonably luxurious hotel (it was only for the night so none of us really cared about the cost) and Twin Atlantic were staying here too and a few others who had just flown in from United Kingdom.  

We went up to our rooms and dumped our cases in the hallway before admiring the view for a good 10 minutes. After getting a short call from Vic asking if I had arrived okay and saying that he'd see me first thing tomorrow, I laid my head to a pillow and I was out like a light. 

Absolutely exhausted. 

I woke up feeling refreshed from the sleep, yet disoriented as I had no clue what time of the day it was or if it was even daytime.  

"Hey, you're awake," Sam spoke softly and knelt beside my bed, playing with my hair. 

"I know, I was completely zonked. What time is it?" I croaked, rubbing my eyes as I watched a few figures walk to and fro. I couldn't see without my glasses. 

"Almost six, in the evening," Sam stood up and drew back the curtains in the room, "we were going to go out for something to eat in about half an hour and come back and have an early night. What do you say, will you come?"  

"Yeah sure, just need to get changed," I dragged myself out of bed, Sam holding onto my elbow to steady me and helped me up. 

Once I was dressed, my band, Silver Light Asylum and Twin Atlantic headed downtown in New York City - The city of bright lights and sleepless nights. We settled ourselves in a Greek restaurant. 

After a few hours of wining and dining, we returned to the hotel. The others had all gone into their rooms and Sam and I dragged behind. 

"Aw that was so good, I've never been so full in all my life!" I cried, linking arms with Sam to keep me steady. 

"I think the wine was partly to blame for that," Sam smirked. He walked me to my room and we stood outside. Instead of staring awkwardly at each other like the last time, Sam wasted no time. 

He pressed his lips into mine. I struggled for a moment before letting his tongue glide over my bottom lip. No one had made me feel this way in such a long time. 

I was a little dizzy with jetlag and all the wine, but still, I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him close to me before he let me go, sighing with relief. 

"Goodnight Ursula," He breathed into my neck before kissing it lightly.  

"Goodnight Sam," I giggled, the wine was definitely going to my head now. 

He kissed my cheek once more before turning to his room and I went into mine. I lay on the bed completely motionless for a while; thoughts whirring in my brain. 

I loved being with Sam. He made me feel happy and safe and I always swore that I'd marry a Scotsman when I was a young girl... But there was still something holding me back from being with him; although I hadn't told him yet. 

Someone.  

Someone who ruined my life for years without even knowing it. I'd loved him to the extent that I convinced myself he could love me back. I was about to see him on Warped and I was about to see if he truly was the one for me or whether I'd get over this crazy, stupid, deluded love.