Lucky In Love- A Sam and Luna Fanfic

Lucky In Love- Story 3, Chapter 20

LUNA'S POV

At Sam's house that afternoon, I'm seated on my girlfriend's bed, watching as Sam tunes her pink electric guitar. The room is silent, save for the faint "twangs" coming from Sam's instrument.

"Ok... I think I'm ready." Sam murmurs moments later. I watch as she rises, plugging her guitar into an amp.

"Just start from the top, sunshine." I instruct, earning a faint blush and a nod from Sam. Prepping herself with an exhale, the electric guitar accompanies Sam as she sings. To say the least, her performance is rather stunning. The music coupled with the lyrics is incredible, and I can't help but gain the inkling that the lyrics pertain to me.

Sam finally finishes with her performance, smiling broadly, yet fidgeting slightly. Whether it be from nervousness or excitement, I can't be quite sure, but the smile eases my mind. I politely applaud, so which Sam feigns a sweeping bow. We lapse into a fit of giggles.

"So, how was that?" Sam asks feebly, and I smile broadly.

"It was awesome, dude!" I eagerly reply. "You're gonna nail this concert! Well, aside from that voice crack during the bridge." I joke, earning a pillow to the face from Sam. My girlfriend, whose face was once heated with flattery, is now madly blushing with embarrassment.

"Luna, I was nervous, ok?" Sam whines before rolling her eyes and cracking a small smile. Smiling fondly at my girlfriend, I pat the area beside me on the bed. Sam joins me, twiddling her thumbs anxiously. I wrap a comforting arm around her, willing her to look into my eyes.

"Sam, hun, you'll do awesome. I know you will. Luna Loud doesn't lie when it comes to music." I state, gesturing to myself and beaming rather proudly. Sam laughs--a beautiful sound--before swooping in to kiss my cheek.

"Thanks, Lunes." Sam says sweetly before resting her head on my shoulder. "It's getting late." She says moments later, gesturing to the clock on her bedside table. 12:45 AM flashes brightly within the dimly lit room. The numbers blur within my hazy vision, and I yawn broadly.

"Great job today, Sam." I express my pride, and Sam smiles brightly.

"And your reward," I continue, gaining Sam's attention. "Is a night of cuddles with your girlfriend." I state, and Sam releases a chuckle from beside me.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Sam murmurs lovingly as I take her within my arms. I kiss Sam's soft skin, relishing in the way she nuzzles her face within my neck. I fell asleep fairly quickly that night, curled around Sam and nestled under the soft blanket together. If I had the choice, I'd never leave.

* * *

"Dudes, I've got it!"

The band is once again seated on Alex's bedroom floor, contemplating the questions of the last meeting. Mazzy has leapt from her seat, absolutely ecstatic at having made a new discovery. The remainder of the band perks up with interest, awaiting an explanation from Mazzy. We had spent a good hour racking our brains for an understanding, growing slightly restless in the process.

"It makes total sense!" Mazzy interjects again, now resorting to pacing the room.

"Mazzy!" Sam groans.

"The anticipation is nearly killing us!" Sully adds.

Mazzy turns on her heel in the center of the room, beaming with pride. "Don't you guys remember Doug saying that Mrs. V's inability to decide anything for the Royal Rumble was 'in writing'?"

The band and I share a glance of confirmation before nodding in Mazzy's direction.

"Well, I know what that means." Mazzy states, and there's a brief pause before she starts again. "It's the files... the file room."