My Crazy Addiction (Sam Wilkinson Fanfic)

My Love For Sammy

I looked over, sammy was laying on the couch. He was watching tv. He had on black and red basketball shorts. He saw me walking into the living room. He looked up at me smiling. He patted his lap. Signaling me to sit on his lap. I walked towards him, turned around, and sat on his 2 upper legs. He put his hand on my right thigh. He started rubbing my legs.

I started breathing heavily. My head tilted up and I caught myself. "Sammy stop." I addressed to him. He put both of his hands up like the police told him to put his hands up.

"Hey wanna go for a little ride?" Sammy asked. "Ummmm?" I said. "Not that kind of ride. He shook his head and facepalmed. I covered my face and laughed.

He got his car keys and unlocked the door. "I'm taking you somewhere. Somewhere far from here." I smiled.

We backed out of the drive way and he held my left hand in his right hand. I smiled and looked out the window as we were passing trees. We drove down a long road with trees. The sun was bright. Nature is surrounding us, and we have a good vibe. Sam put his right hand on my leg. He smiled at me. "Where are we going?" I asked. "A place. Where no one goes." I felt a little scared inside. What if he turned out to be the opposite of what I thought he was? What if he would try to kill me? I started feeling nervous. I felt sick. He looked over To me and stopped smiling. "Woah you look pale, are you okay?" I closed my eyes and shook my head. I could feel the pressure in my stomach hurt even more. I felt like my heart was trying to come out of my throat. He noticed that I puffed my cheeks out and kept pushing my throat out forwards. He pulled over and got out. He opened my door and I ran out near the trees and puked. "Woah." His eyes widened."I have water in the car." He pointed his thumb to the car. "I'll give it to you just in case. "Sammy." I said as I threw up even more. "Don't talk." Said sammy. I finally came to a stop. "I can't do this. I need to be home.." I told sammy. "I understand. But I really wanted to show you something." "SAMMY IM THROWING UP BECAUSE OF YOU!" I yelled. "Me? Why? How? I don't get it?" "Of course you don't." I replied. "I'm afraid you're one of those bad guys in a movie and you want to kill me." "What the fuck Hannah? I love you. I was taking you to a tree house. So you can relax. I'm trying to help you. I want to help get some stress off of your shoulders." I started crying. He came over to me, picked me up, and held onto me. My arms were wrapped around his neck, my legs were wrapped around his waist, and my head was buried on his left shoulder.