Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }

Chapter 48 ~ Girl... We in Anaheim.

Jazmin's P.O.V.

The noise booming through the house wakes me up but makes me go deeper into my pillows and blankets.

"Get up already!" Jc thumps on the door for the third time in the last ten minutes.

"I am up." I mumble into the pillow.

"No you're not."

I turn to see a shirtless Sam brushing his teeth. I see it's still dark out. I had almost forgot what they wanted to do today.

"You look so attractive." Him standing there with his tooth brunch sticking out his mouth. Just wow. What every girl wants to wake up to. I pull out my phone and quickly take a picture of him and smile at my new screensaver. "Seriously, like wow."

"Just get up Jaz." He leans over me and kisses me with his minty mouth. "You can sleep on the ride there."

"How about you guys go without me?"

"No!" I hear from the other side of the door.

I stand up and walk to the door. I open it and three boys fall in.

"Excuse you three." I say as they all scramble to get on their feet. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." The three of them say and walk away.

I close the door and head back to the bed to sit down. I pick up my phone again to check my notifications. I see all the tweets from the boys lasts night. Must have been crazy.

"It's gone.." Sam says pulling my chin up to him. "The bruise.. It's like not there."

"Strange." I shrug and stand up again. "Sam, What should I wear?"

"What should you what?" He asks confused and surprised. "Uh.."

"You're good at picking out clothes. Pick two outfits out for me. If I try, I'll throw everything out the window."

"Okay." He opens my drawers, and picks put some things hardly even looking. "This with this and this with this." He hands me a pair of shorts in one hand with a plain black shirt that has some holes in it and a pair of leggings and a white spaghetti strap. "Then this red flannel with the one with shorts and that maroon cardigan for the other."

"Mr. Fashionista." I set down the second outfit he gave me and walk into the bathroom with the first one.

I brush my teeth and shower quickly and then put on the clothes and look in the mirror. He surprisingly knows how to put an outfit together. I wrap the flannel around my waist and walk out of the bathroom to see a fully clothed Sam.

"Thank you Sam." I kiss his rosy cheek.

"You would have picked the same thing." He pulls me down onto the bed. "It's too early to be awake.." Agreed.

"Ten minutes!" Kian yells and bangs on the door. "I repeat! Ten minutes! Stop cuddling!"

"No!" Sam and I both yell.

"I'm telling!" I can hear him stomping away.

"Oh Kian." I laugh and stand back up to grab a duffel bag to out in the change of clothes for tomorrow and some shorts to sleep in. "I'm ready.. No.. Wait.." I grab a smaller bag and out my phone, earphones, charger, and wallet inside. I look around and see nothing else I need. "Okay.. I'm good."

"I'm good too." Sam says with his bag in hand. "Shall we go before we change out mind?" He puts his arm out all gentleman like.

"We shall." I take it and we walk out of the room to see everyone sprawled out on the floor. "You guys okay?"