wrong direction

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Samantha woke up the next day her body aching, but in a good way, and she groans trying to hide her face under a pillow but instead came in contact with a hard chest.

Samantha quickly opens her eyes to see Fred smiling down at her with a cheeky smile, memories of yesterday filled her mind and her cheeks started to heat up.

"Morning." Fred whispers and Samantha smiles lightly at him, she had sex with Fred, she confessed her love to Fred and then slept with him right after she broke up with Oliver.

Fred seemed to notice her brain running a million miles per hour because he rests his hand on her cheeks and rubs his thumb along her cheek bone relaxing her.

Shivers ran up Samanthas spine and where Fred's hand started to tingle slightly, making her ten times more nervous.

"What's wrong?" He whispers his brown eyes filling with concern by the way she was acting.

Samantha bit her lip and looked into his eyes as some tears welled up in hers, she felt so many emotions just flood through her and she didn't know why.

"I did exactly what Oliver said I was going to do, maybe I am a whore." Samantha cries and Fred quickly sat up pulling Samantha so she was straddling his lap, he used his thumbs to wipe away her tears.

"You are not a whore Samantha, you are far from one. If anyone here is a whore it would be me. Don't ever believe any words that came out of Oliver's mouth." Fred whispers kissing her forehead gently.

Samantha sighs and closes her eyes nodding her head, Fred pulls her down so her head was resting on his shoulder and he rested his head on top of hers enjoying the small moment they were given.

"That wasn't your first time was it?" Samantha asks against his skin. Fred holds her tighter to him and he lets out a sigh.

"No, this summer... this summer I met up with Angelina, and we had sex." Fred confesses and Samantha bite her lip. A million of questions ran through her head and a sudden feeling of insecurities hit her like a truck.

"Oh." She whispers gently and Fred frowns at her response, he knew from George that Samantha always felt insecure about herself and always compared herself to Angelina and he didn't want her to feel insecure.

"But it wasn't good, it was honestly terrible. Nothing compared to what we did, because we actually love each other while Angelina and I have nothing." Fred whispers and a small smile appears on her  lips.

"What are we now?" Samantha whispers back and Fred inhaled deeply not knowing where this was going to go either.

"You tell me." Fred whispers back kissing the top of her head gently. Samantha took a few minutes to collect her thoughts before she said them.

"I want to be with you, but can we just keep it a secret? Not that I'm ashamed of you, Merlin no. I just want to enjoy this without anyone else's opinions." Samantha whispers and Fred squeezes her tighter nodding his head.

He understood where she was coming from, she just broke up with Oliver and rumors would spread like wildfire around school if they announced they were dating right away.

He also knew that they had to go slow, even if they already jumped the gun and had sex, she was just in an abusive relationship. Fred had no idea what damage Oliver had done to her mentally and he knew it was going to be hard for her to open up about it. It would be hard for anyone who went through what she went through.

"Okay, we keep it a secret." Fred whispers supportively and Samantha sighs happily as she curls closer to his body, he always made her feel warm and safe.