Save me from myself

Slumber

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The song name is "Save me" and I just listened to the lyrics 😱"save me from myself." 😱Like holy shit, what a coincidence! I think I have a main song for my story👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼👆🏼
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"The cab is here any minute." she said ending the call, seeing him still digging around his pockets, shouting "FUCK!".
"What's wrong?" she asked.

"My phone.. my fucking things are gone." he slurred confused.

"Are you kidding me?" she asked when the cab arrived.

"Shit..." she said, not knowing what to do. After some thinking she said "I'll give you a lift, come on." she grabbed her bag, his money from the counter and took a hold of his bicep. They stumbled out, him holding his hand around her shoulders, smirking, thinking other thoughts. They sat in the cab and Sam asked "What's the address?" He told it. It was at the other side of the city, meaning, it would have cost her a fortune to drive there.

"Oh my god.." she said desperate, looking at him "What am I going to do with you?" He stared at her, drunk and probably horny.

"Ah fuck it!" she sighed out and told the cab driver her address. The whole drive he came closer to her, and tried to kiss her, holding his hand on the back of her head.

"No..." she whined. Usually that would have made him lose his interest but she was so intriguing that he pulled off and changed his tactics. She paid with his money and said "Here. Put that in your pocket."

They got out and he stumbled behind her, bumping against her back every time she stopped. When she closed the door he stumbled close to her, looking down, waiting her to kiss him. She knew he was drunk, wasn't thinking, probably regretting it in the morning. So as tempting as his lips were, she couldn't reply to his wishes.

She sighed and said "Come on. Lay down here." He complied, still thinking there was a prize for that. There wasn't. She took off his boots and went to the bathroom. When she got back, she had changed into a sports bra and shorts. He was half asleep when she contemplated on where she should go sleep. She had a work day the next day, so sleeping in a armchair wasn't that inviting. She blushed when she went to lie down next to him on the opened sofa bed. She was tired and fell asleep quickly.

Morning, she woke up when some rays of light danced on her face. She was laying on his chest some buttons of his black shirt opened, his hand cupping her butt.

"Oh shit" she propped on her elbows, waking him up too.

"Hey.... you." he said confused.

"It's Sam." she said annoyed, glad that they hadn't had sex, because he wasn't even remembering her name. She wanted to come off of him but he held her butt tighter, grinning "Yeah. Sam." he said pleased that they'd end up together.

"Let me go." she whined.

"What?" he asked confused and then saw that they both were dressed "Did we.. fucked?"

"NO!" Sam said. He let her go and sat up, holding his head "Fuck" She went to the kitchen and took a jar of painkillers and a glass of water "Here."
"Thanks." he said and took two, gulping down some water. After that he let himself fall on the bed again.

"I need to get ready for work." she sighed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Some part of her was excited about a guy in her bed. But with him came so many troubles. Some of it she had to deal that day. She got out and got dressed, not worrying about him seeing, cause he had fallen asleep again.

She got herself ready and wrote her address on a piece of paper and his cash beside it "For the cab. Take care. Sam."