forever // solby

fourteen // colby

my dad was right. sam is my whole world. that boy wormed his way into my life and stayed there, and he'll continue staying there, forever.

today, him and i are going on a long weekend road trip to chicago, illinois, just to sightsee. i researched some local abandoned places there, and there's a good one called the damen silos. after we explore, sam and i are going to go to a state park. i'm so excited, a weekend alone with sam in chicago. while it may not be romantic like, paris, or something, it's still a good city.

my bag was already ready, with an extra backpack for some exploring supplies and miscellaneous necessities. i pack up the car and go to pick up sam at his house, after a text confirming that he's ready.

after a short drive, i stop at his house and knock on his door. sam answers, beaming with a duffel bag and a backpack.

"hey, bud. let me take that for you," i say, grabbing his bag and lugging it over my shoulder and turning to walk to the car.

"oh, you don't have to-,"

"sam, it's okay. let me," i say, throwing a wink over my shoulder. sam laughs at me, half-heartedly hitting my shoulder. i put his stuff in the trunk and motion for him to go to the front. in the back of the car, i already stocked it with two blankets, various snacks, and some water bottles.

"have you eaten already," i ask, closing the door as i slide into the drivers side, sam already putting his seatbelt on.

"of course i did, colbs. now come on! i wanna go to chicago!" he exclaims, waving his hands around.

"okay, okay, lets do this." i lean over and give sam a quick kiss, pulling back to see sam flushed. i chuckle at him and start the 8 hour drive to chicago.

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we finally arrived at the small motel were to stay at well into the evening. it was modest, admittedly, but it was also a single bed motel with just sam and i. would he want to do anything? anything like... sexual? him and i haven't talked about that yet and i definitely don't want to push him to do something he isn't ready for.

something I'm not ready for...

regardless, i was going to make this a good weekend for sam. the state park is a two hour drive from our motel and the silos are accessible from chicago's train system.

"hey colbs?" i hear sam whisper. we were lying on the bed of the room, just barely getting settled before collapsing after a long ride.

"yeah?"

"i- umm..." sam hesitates, i bring a hand up to run it through his soft blonde hair. "i love you"

i grin, wide and happy. "i love you too, sammy" i wrap my arms around him and drag him closer, resting his head on my chest. "so much"

i drift off to the sound of his breathing, dreaming of the adventures we'll have next weekend...

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words cannot describe how disappointed i am in myself for letting this story go for almost a year?? i'm so sorry 😔 please enjoy this small chapter 🥺🧚‍♀️✨