My Crazy Addiction (Sam Wilkinson Fanfic)

Sick, but comforted

It was 8:57 am. I woke up and could hardly breathe. My nose was congested, full of mucus. My head hurted, my eardrums itched, and my eyes were teary.

"Good morning beautiful." Sammy came in with some breakfast and sat on the end of the bed. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "Terrible." I replied. I sat up, with my backhand on my forehead and my eyes half open.

"I hope you get better soon hannah. I'm going to take you back to your house later." I wanted to go back, but at the same time I didn't. "Do you think you would be okay there?" Asked sammy. "I suppose." I replied.

Sammy crawled on the bed like a baby and sat down with his back against the headboard. He had me lay in his lap. We started talking about a lot of things. He talked mostly. He was talking softly and played with the hair on the top of my head. His voice got quieter and quieter. I looked up and he was asleep. I felt really tired so I fell asleep.

*3 hours later* I woke up from having an intense dream. Sammy was laying next to me. My legs were wrapped around his and we layed CHEst to chest. My right ear was on his heart. His heartbeat made me happy. I loved hearing it. My eyes closed a little bit and my hand traveled down to his pants. My hand accidentally was on his dick. He woke up and jerked his head up fast. He looked at me and smiled. "What are you doing?" Smirked sammy. I got up and noticed my hand. My eyes widened and I moved my hand away fast. "Woah I'm sorry!!" "It's totally okay." He chuckled. He looked at the clock and said "one day" in a faded voice. I looked over at him. I used My backhand to slap his stomach, but softly. I was sitting up straight and smiled. And at the same time I asked, "what do you mean by one day?" I made a flirty look. Which I shouldn't of have."nothing I jus-"

Sammy came over to me fast and started making out with me. He grabbed me and laid on top of me. We made out for a good minute. He rubbed my cheek with the side of his hand. He stared in my eyes for a while. It felt like years. He started kissing my neck. His hand went up my shirt. I grabbed his wrist. My breathing got slower and heavier, and my heart sunk and beated faster. I shook my head. "Not today sam." "Come on!" He said. "He started kissing my neck. I could even tell he was giving me hickeys. He was making his way down a little past my neck. He pulled my shirt down a little and put it back. He snapped out of it. "I'm sorry hannah." I opened my eyes. "Sam?" I said in a questioned voice. "He sat on the edge of the bed holding onto his chin and covering his lips. "What's wrong?" I asked. He looked at me. "Hannah, you're one of the best girls I have ever laid eyes on. I love you a lot. You don't understand. I want to do this with you, but I know you don't want to right now. And I'm just trying to respect your decision." I smiled. "We'll do it one day." I smiled and walked out of the bed. "I'm gonna take you home now, my little queen." I smiled. "Okay." I said.

I was waiting on the couch. Sammy came out of his room and had a small black box in his hand. He handed it to me. "Open this." He said. He smiled. I opened the little box and saw a necklace. My eyes widened. "Oh my god! Sam it's beautiful!" I got up and hugged him. He turned me around and put the necklace around my neck. He kissed the left side of my neck.

"You know how you're addicted to cigarettes hannah?" Sam asked. "Yes." I replied. Well you haven't smoked in two days or thought about Sarah since you have been with me. I just realized that. But I didn't let it get to me. I said "right." He looked into my eyes. "You're everything to me. You're like a cigarette to me. You're like nicotine. I'm addicted to you." I smiled. "You're my little addiction and I'm crazy about you. He kissed my lips. "You're my crazy addiction." I smiled and kissed his lips.