Broken ➳ Sam Wilkinson [ completed ]

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   Alyssa's P.O.V. || EDITED

   The last two days were spent getting settled into our new house. Turns out, we didn't like how the furniture was set so the guys moved it around until we all thought it looked good. We needed to decorate our rooms and unpack all our things so the past few days were kind of crazy, I guess you could say.

  Thankfully, I haven't had anymore run-ins with Emily. To be honest, I don't want any drama with anyone right now so I'm glad she's kept her mouth shut when she's around me. I still don't get why she can't move past it if Sam could? Like, I hurt him not her. But oh well, I don't need anyone to like me.

  I was sitting on the couch watching re-runs of American Horror Story: Murder House when someone plopped down on the couch next to me. I slightly turned my head to see Sam sitting there with a small smile on his face.

  "Hey Alyssa, get dressed," he said as his smile grew wider. "We're going grocery shopping, so get up and go chance your clothes!"

  I pressed pause on the TV remote. "What? Why me?" I groaned and placed my head in my hands. "Why can't you get someone else to go with you? What makes you think I want to go grocery shopping? In case you forgot, I hate grocery shopping, Samuel."

  "Yes, I know that Alyssa," he laughed a bit. "But please, everyone is either busy or they don't want to go. Plus, you know what everyone likes. Just please come with me, it'll be fun. I'll make sure of it."

  I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "Fine, let me go change. I'll be back in a little bit."

  I got up from the couch and quickly ran up the stairs and into my room. I went into my walk-in closet and picked out my outfit for the day. 

  I slipped on my grey yeezy's and walked down the stairs to see Sam sitting on the couch watching where I left off on American Horror Story. "Okay, how the hell do you watch that shit?" Sam asked as he turned off the TV. "That's insane, oh my God. So let me get this straight, the girl's boyfriend is dead and the mom is pregnant with twins - one from her husband and the other from the girl's boyfriend? Why did the mom and the daughter's boyfriend sleep together?"

  "They didn't," I laughed and shook my head. "It's more complicated than that, Samuel. Watch it from episode one all the way to the end and you'll understand everything. And yes, it is insane. Now come on, get your ass up! We're going grocery shopping."

  He stood from the couch with his car keys in hand. We walked out the front door and straight to his car. We got inside and he plugged his aux chord into his phone. He started scrolling through his phone for a few seconds and music started to play a few seconds later.

  'Happy Little Pill' by Troye Sivan started playing and I gave him a questioning look. "You listen to Troye Sivan?" I asked with my eyebrows raised. I'm shocked, I never thought Sam would ever listen to him.