Eleven-

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Sam and Colby were laying down on Sam's bed, awaiting their first monday of Sophomore Year.

"I like you, a lot. More than a friend way. I know I shouldn't. I don't know if it's like that or not because I've never liked anyone like that before, but I know how i feel with Jake and i know how i feel with you. Jake is simply just a friend, but you are more and i don't know why and i just- i don't- ugh.'' Sam rambled, finally letting out he felt out in the open. Colby sat up, Sam's random confession shocking him.

"Please don't be mad at me.'' Sam spat out quickly getting worried.

"I'm just, uhm. I'm shocked, that's all."

"Forget i said anything, please." Sam's breathing started to increase.

"Sam, hey, breathe. I like you too. I do."

"Y-y-y-y-you're just saying that..." Sam stuttered out, shaking his head.

"I'm not! I promise. I like you too. You- hey, Sam, look at me. You're amazing and sweet and funny. You're the only person i can stand to be around. You're the only person i don't get angry at. You're the only one who can calm my anger. You're so innocent and lovely and no matter what you help me through everything. I like you too, more than a friend way."

sam's breathing calmed down as colby held him. After that confession they assumed they'd grow apart which was terrifying on both accords, but it was the complete opposite. They grew, they're friendship grew into a relationship. As they're only friend watched in awe and amazement until Colby finally asked Sam out.




(269 words)

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