What's Wrong With Milkshakes?

Part 34

"Perri. He doesnt like me" I tell him, trying to reassure him that Sam doesnt like me, but the thought of the possibility of him liking me is in the back of my mind. I really dont know what to do now, I've always thought Perri was the guy for me. Correction: he is the guy for me, not Sam. Never Sam. Hes too old for me, I think.
"And so what if he does? I dont feel anything for him" I add, smiling at him, reassuring him that I dont have any feelings for Sam. Sam does have a sweet side to him, but I know that deep down it will always be Perri.
"Are you sure? Cause I know Sam, and I know you. Sam's so nice, so funny, I wouldnt be surprised if you chose him over you." Perri says, looking concerned.
"Perri, listen. I chose you. I left my parents, I fell out with Brooke, I'm here on your tour, just to be with you. And I'm not going to leave you for Sam. Yes, hes nice. Yes, hes funny. No, i dont like him. You're the guy for me, Perri, we both know that." I say, putting my head on his chest.

Perri's phone starts ringing. He picks it up and looks at the caller ID, then instantly puts his phone down again. I look over, and see that its Sam calling. Usually he'd always answer Sam, have they argued? I'm really hoping it's not over me. I feel like Sam might have got some kind of idea that I liked him or something when we were in the coffee shop earlier. What if he thinks that I'm going to choose him over Perri? Perri's phone rings again, this time its Ash. Pel gets up quickly, kissing me and whispering that hes got rehearsals, before running out of the room faster than I've ever seen him run. I laugh, the laugh echoing in the suddenly empty room. I realise that I need to sort everything out between me and Sam, so I send him a quick text, telling him to meet me in the reception area of the hotel in 20 minutes.