Twenty-Two

I'M SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG but my life has been a mess these past days😭 I ended up splitting the original chapter in two and even had to shorten this part as much as I could (I swear I tried my best but it's still long)😂 I hope you enjoy it, let me know what you think💚💚

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I was snapped out of my thoughts when my phone beeped from my bag. Cursing under my breath when the whole class turned to look at me, I grabbed it and made sure it was in silent mode before I checked my notifications. I had received a text from Sam, which made me frown.

Things had been pretty awkward that morning before I left for my shift at the store. Jake had been gone, leaving a note thanking me, and Sam hadn't been in bed when I had woken up. He had profusely apologised for ruining the previous night once he acknowledged what had happened, but I simply todl him not to worry.

However, things had still been weird. We had had breakfast in almost complete silence, and I had left early for the coffee store. I couldn't exactly pinpoint why, but the atmosphere between us that morning had shifted. It felt tense, even though nothing had specifically happened. Besides the fact he had drunkenly said he loved me, of course.

Sammy: What time are you finished today?

I quirked an eyebrow as I read the text.

Me: 4:30 PM. Why?

I left my phone on my desk, so that I would notice when he replied, and stared back to the front trying to focus on the history of art's lesson I was having. But he never answered, so I eventually forced myself to forget about it.

Before I knew it my class was over, all the students making their way out of the classroom. As soon as I stepped out though, I stopped dead in my tracks.

Sam was leaning onto Danny's car, with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes glued to every single one of my movements, looking as handsome as ever. It made me want to run over and just kiss him. But then I remembered that everything had been awkward between us that morning, that he had drunkenly said he loved me and that we were in the middle of the school's parking lot with dozens of students surrounding us. I simply couldn't.

In a state of confusion, I walked over to him, not understanding what he was doing here. I always walked back home on my own, there were just a couple of blocks to our apartment.

-          What are you doing here? – I asked when I reached him. He moved to open the passenger's door, motioning for me to get in.

-          I'm taking you somewhere – he replied casually, completely ignoring the stiffness from earlier in the morning. Knowing it was useless to argue, I got into the car, him closing the door for me before getting into the driver's seat.

-          Where are we going? – I questioned. He simply turned the engine on and started to drive away from campus.

-          It's a surprise – he replied after some seconds, turning the radio on. The fact that he was acting so normally itched me, but I decided to shrug it off. I didn't really want to bring back the uncomfortable atmosphere between us.

-          C'mon, at least tell me how far is it from here – I insisted.

-          Like half an hour, so get comfortable – he replied, making me my eyebrows rise. I couldn't think of any place within a thirty minutes distance he could be taking me to – I brought your camera; hope you don't mind – he added after some seconds.

-          It's alright – I said back. I still felt in debt with him after he had bought me that expensive Polaroid camera for my birthday, so I considered it was as much his as mine. Knowing he wouldn't give me any more information regarding our destination, I sighed, relaxing into the seat.

We spent the rest of the trip in a comfortable silence, letting the music fill our ears. I couldn't recognise my surroundings, and as soon as we started driving by more and more trees, my curiosity grew bigger.

After what felt like an eternity, he took a turn into a side road, driving into what looked like a forest.

-          Why are we driving into the woods? – I frowned, turning to look at him.

-          Shush, you'll see soon – he replied – I actually wanted us to hike the way up but we wouldn't get there in time – he added, making my eyebrows furrow further. Way up? And get there in time for what?

As we made our way through the trees, darkness surrounded us as their leaves blocked our view of the sky. A couple more minutes went by before Sam suddenly stopped the car near some huge tree trunk that had been chopped, getting out and opening my door for me. Without saying a word, he dragged me along a trail off the road, climbing up some rocks until we reached an area free of trees. And my jaw completely dropped as I stared at the view in front of me.

We were standing high on some sort of hill I never knew existed. But what impressed me was the rest of the landscape, as we were basically overlooking miles and miles below us, covered in the foliage of trees and roofs from houses in the suburban areas surrounding us. The sun still hadn't set, but it was nearing the horizon right in front of us.

Sam woke me up from my trance as he pulled from my hand, leading me to some rocks for us to sit on. I didn't mind the cold surface, as I was too entailed with the hues of orange and pink dancing in the sky to look away from it. I had never seen the sunset in such a way before, with colours as strong as those.

-          Beautiful, isn't it? – Sam asked quietly after what felt like hours of the both of us simply staring ahead of us.

-          Yes – was all that I could mumble. The pink and orange on the sky were getting deeper, while the sun was barely touching the horizon.

I was mesmerized by the beautiful colours that surrounded us and the little lights that started to flicker as if the city were coming back to life. The click of a camera made me look away, turning to face Sam. He had clearly taken a picture of me and was focused on staring at its print. But I got lost staring at him. The last rays of sun were hitting his face in the most wonderful way, their warmth making him glow.

When he looked up to see the remainders of the sun, he looked at ease, as if this was where he belonged to. He had clearly been here before. The way in which he leaned on the rock, how he fitted perfectly with the nature surrounding him, as if they had known each other for years, told me he frequented this spot. Here, away from our apartment, away from campus, from the noise, he was in his element. Just sitting, staring at nothing and everything at the same time, in the most peaceful and serene way. I had never seen him like this, so relaxed, so at home. So beautiful.

I took the camera from his hands and quickly took a picture of him too, wanting to capture that moment forever.

-          How did you find this place? – I asked in a shy voice as I put it away, not wanting to disturb the quietness and beauty of the moment.

-          I've been coming ever since I was a kid – he explained, his voice not failing to captivate my attention – I found it one day when I was hiking with my family. Josh and Jake had been messing up with me and I got upset, so I ran away and ended up finding this spot. Stayed here till the sun set – he sighed, biting on his lip as the last rays of sun hit our faces - I went back down the hill once it became dark. Scared the shit out of my parents, they had been looking for me for hours, but it was totally worth it. It became sort of my sacred place afterwards; I come here any time I can. There are no distractions, no noise, and I don't know, I think a lot here. I guess it's where I feel more like me, you know?

I simply nodded, getting what he was saying. It felt special, knowing he had shared such a personal place for him with me.

When the last hues of orange covered the sky, the sun now almost a thin line above the skyline, it started to get colder. Wind began to blow around us, and I couldn't help but shiver; I wasn't very warm in my choice of clothes for class. Sam must have noticed, because he lifted his arm and motioned for me to get closer.

-          Come here – he told me, and I happily obliged, quickly scooting over to his side and snuggling up against him.

His warmth and scent soon enveloped me, and they made me realise how badly I had missed it throughout the day. Not because I couldn't be away from him for too long, but because I had left the apartment feeling uneasy that morning. Not knowing what had gone wrong between us, what had changed things.

But being in his arms, staring at a sky full of purples, pinks and the first stars beginning to shine, I couldn't feel more complete. We didn't need to talk, the little sounds of nature around us and the pace of his breathing were more than enough to make me feel at peace.

-          Thank you for bringing me here – I whispered, hoping he would hear it. I guessed he did, because he proceeded to kiss my temple softly. But he then removed his arm from around my shoulders, making me look up at him.

-          Gwen, we need to talk – he started – About what happened last night. What I said last night.

I exhaled deeply. He did remember.

-          I know – I sighed after some seconds, not knowing how to continue. I was happy we were going to address it but I also feared what the outcome could be.

-          Okay – he said more to himself than me. He rubbed his palms over his thighs, as if it would give him more courage, before he decided to go on. But just before he could open his mouth, his phone started ringing, the disturbing noise standing out in the middle of the silence.

Great.

-          Fucking hell – Sam mumbled as he tried to remove the device from his pocket. I turned to focus on the landscape in front of us in an attempt to calm down my nerves, realising the sun had completely disappeared and that now the moon was accompanying us – Oh, damn it – he cursed, making me look at him. I read the name "Danny" flashing on his screen before he picked up, bringing the phone to his ear – Hey dude, I know, I lost track of the time – he apologised before his friend could even speak.

I couldn't exactly make out what Danny was saying, but by Sam's replies he was clearly supposed to be somewhere else. "I'm sorry, I'll be there in ten" was the last thing he said before hanging up, meeting my curious eyes that were already staring at me.

-          I'm sorry Gwen, I really wanted to talk about this but I completely forgot about band practice today – he sighed, rubbing his face with his palms. It was a Thursday, of course he had rehearsals – My asshole brothers seem to be kind of impatient today so we've got to leave – he went on, standing up from his spot and extending his hand for me to take.

-          It's alright – I replied as he lifted me up, keeping my hand in his as he led us back to the car. He opened the door for me again, but before I could get in, he stopped me, gently cupping one of my cheeks with his hand. He stared at me for some seconds before softly kissing my forehead, shooting me a reassuring smile afterwards.

As soon as we were both in the car, he started driving away.

-          I'm starting a new policy of no phones when it's just the two of us together – he announced, keeping his eyes on the road – I don't know what was worse, being interrupted mid hand-job or in the middle of this conversation – he finished with a chuckle, making me smack his arm lightly as we both laughed. He kept driving, but soon my eyes widened.

-          Hey, you just drove by the bus station! – I exclaimed worriedly, turning around in my seat to look at it.

-          And? – he asked, not following what I was saying.

-          You are not going to make it on time. You can't drop me at the apartment and be back in Frankenmuth in ten fucking minutes, they'll kill you.

-          I'm not dropping you at the apartment, silly – he replied with a smile – You are coming with me.

My eyes widened. He was taking me back to his home. His proper one. Where his parents lived.

-          But you guys have band practice – I said, still confused.

-          Yes – he nodded, not giving it importance.

-          What about Danny? We've got his car – I went on, slightly panicking. I didn't know why, but going to his childhood place made me somewhat anxious.

-          He's already there – he replied nonchalantly. Before I could open my mouth again, he spoke – We'll arrive in ten minutes so you don't have much option, you are coming with me.

-          Such a kidnapper – I sighed back jokingly after some seconds, accepting that there was not much I could do about it. I was actually excited to see his band playing once again, but what made me nervous was the fact that the rest of his family would be there. What if his parents didn't like me?

Soon enough we passed the archway reading "Willkommen", indicating we were indeed in Frankenmuth. It didn't take long for us to reach his house afterwards; it wasn't in the middle of the city but a little bit more in the outskirts. He parked in the driveway, hurrying me to follow him as soon as he got out of the car. Taking my hand, he didn't walk us to the front door, but dragged me to the garage. The door was halfway up so we had to duck our heads to get in.

The smell of incense immediately filled my nostrils, making me smile. The lighting was warm and the floor was covered with some Persian looking carpet, lots of amplifiers standing all around the room. Danny was the first to notice our entrance, standing up to greet us. He simply patted Sam's shoulder, and then turned to look at me with a smile.

-          Hi, Gwen.

-          Gwen? – I could hear Josh's voice ask with curiosity from the other end of the room. He had been giving his back to us as he was rummaging through some papers, but was now facing us with and teasing look on his face.

-          Hey – I waved shyly, feeling embarrassed for intruding in their rehearsal. He walked over to us, a smirk already forming on his lips.

-          Jake! – he yelled, calling his brother who was probably somewhere else in the house, before finally addressing me – Guinevere, it's a pleasure to meet you once again – he smiled – No wonder why our little Samuel here is late today.

-          Cut it Josh – Sam intervened, rolling his eyes as he let go of my hand. He grabbed his bass that rested against one of the amplifiers – Since when are we religious about punctuality, anyways?

-          Since I say so – Jake's voice echoed in the room as he walked in, making me feel upset. If Sam hadn't taken me to his secret spot to watch sunset, he wouldn't have been late. But when I looked up to the guitarist's face, he was smirking. They were just playing with Sam – Hey Gwen, sorry I left so early today.

-          It's alright – I smiled as I greeted him, watching him grab his guitar.

-          C'mon, let's get started, we have already lost a lot of valuable time– Josh urged, walking over to a mic stand that in the middle of the room.

-          Fuck you, I was just fifteen minutes late – Sam scoffed, placing one of his hands on my lower back to guide me to a couch in the other side of the room. It was full of blankets and cushions, with a couple empty beer bottles loitering on the floor around it – You can watch from here, make yourself comfortable. Do you want something to drink or eat?

-          "Do you want something to drink or eat?" – Jake mocked him in a girly voice, eliciting a soft laugh from his twin brother and making Danny shake his head with a chuckle. Sam simply rolled his eyes again, ignoring his comment.

-          It's alright – I chuckled, finding amusing their constant teasing. I winked at him, trying to ease some of his annoyance at his brothers. He smiled walking away has he adjusted the bass' strap over his shoulder.

-          What are we starting with? – Danny asked, already sitting behind his kit.

-          Safari – Josh replied as if it were obvious.

They started playing, but soon stopped as Jake's guitar wasn't properly tuned.

-          Talking about wasting time... - Sam took the opportunity to tease back, earning himself a shove in the shoulder from Josh.

They soon resumed their playing, and there in the confinement of their garage, without any other noise apart from their music, they sounded better than ever. It was raw, wild, coming directly from their hearts. Danny was completely focused on his task, while Jake and Sam kept on looking at what each other did, trying to improvise some new riff in synch with Danny's beat. And Josh was awesome, winking at me every now and then as he sang the beautiful lyrics to their songs. Witnessing the connection between them when they played so up close made me feel pretty privileged; it was like staring at a rough diamond that had yet to be discovered.

They played for what felt like simple minutes, while they were actually almost two hours. They tried some new covers and played over and over some of their own songs, trying to improve them. Sometimes they started arguing, but it all went away really quickly. They even asked for my opinion a couple of times, and I tried to be as honest as possible even though they were pretty much perfect. Just when I thought they were done for the day, as they were all pretty exhausted, Sam dropped his bass and swiftly moved to the keyboard.

-          Guys, I was wondering if we could play Flower Power today – he said, eyeing me cautiously for the briefest of seconds before looking at Josh.

-          We still need to work more on the arrangements before playing it – Jake replied, leaving his guitar against the wall and turning to look at his younger brother. They stared at each other for just one second, but they must have had a conversation with their eyes because Jake quickly looked at me before turning to his bandmates and nodding – Alright, let's give it a go.

-          As you wish – Josh shrugged, taking one last sip from the bottle of water Danny had handed him.

-          Sing the last verse we added, too – Sam told Josh, who looked at him before nodding.

I had never heard this song of theirs before, so I really paid attention when they started playing. Jake had grabbed his acoustic instead of his Les Paul, giving it a softer vibe. The melody was beautiful, and even though I was sitting on the messy couch of their warmly lit garage, I felt like I was transcending. No song had ever had such an impact on me before, but it felt like every word sang and every note played filled my body with joy. It was the most magical thing I had ever heard in my life.

And when they reached the last verse and I heard the lyrics, goose bumps rose all over my skin, making me hold my breath.

"As the days pass by my mindAre the wrong, the right, you are my sunshineAnd as the night begins to dieWe are the morning birds that sing against the sky "

I recognised those words. Even though I had never heard them or read them before, I would recognise them anywhere, almost as if they were mine. But they weren't. They were Sam's, and I was completely sure of it.

Because they were replying to the poem I had written on his journal.

Each single word made complete sense, and every single one of them was what I had needed to hear. Before I could put much thought into it, every sound died down except for Sam's keyboard, as he passionately played his solo, which I also recognised.

How could I not remember it? The way in which his fingers moved, the soft melody that came out of his instrument and his closed eyes twitching in concentration while he poured his soul into the keys, everything was fresh in my brain. It was the part he had played for me that night in his bedroom, the day he had let me in for the first time, comforted me and opened his heart in the form of a song. That day I had cried, overwhelmed by the beauty of what I was listening to, completely forgetting I had been crying earlier because of my stupid father. That night Sam had been the only thing that mattered.

And this night I was crying too, I realised, feeling tiny drops trailing down my cheeks without my permission, soaking my skin as my lower lip quivered. It was a silent cry. A cry of happiness. A cry of love.

Because it didn't matter if Sam had told me he loved me being drunk. It didn't matter if he hadn't been able to tell me how he felt earlier. Right then, with him pouring his heart right in front of me, I knew he loved me. He didn't need to say it. He was telling me through his song.

As soon as his fingers lifted from the keyboard, he finally opened his eyes, meeting mine right away. Not even controlling my movements, I got up from my spot and ran over to him, jumping into his arms as soon as he stood up.

I held onto him as tightly as I could, burying my face in the crook of his neck as the tiniest of whimpers escaped my lips, loved filled tears still falling down my cheeks. He cradled my body in the softest of ways, pressing me firmly against him, holding onto me too. I didn't care if Danny and his brothers were still there, for me it was just me and him and all of the feelings we had been holding for so long, finally being released.

I pulled away from his neck and tilted my head to look at him, not being able to keep my smile from forming on my soaked face. His smile was matching mine as he leaned down to kiss me, pressing his lips so strongly against mine that they couldn't even move. He eventually pulled away a little bit to kiss me better, but it was short and sweet, as he then leaned away to brush the remaining tears from my cheeks with the most beautiful smile on his face.

He knew I loved him too.

-         And they say music isn't love – Jake chuckled in a soft voice. He was looking at us gently, with a knowing smile on his face.

Both Sam and I let out a laugh, still not letting go of each other as I rested my cheek on his warm chest. I could feel his strong heartbeat, and I could swear its beat was matching mine.

-          I must admit that was really sweet, but we've got to get our butts moving before mom kicks our them, dinner's ready – Josh said with a smile of his own. We had probably not heard her with all the music in the garage – Are you staying, man? – he asked looking at Danny.

-          Wish I could, but it's mom's birthday today – he sighed, getting up from his stool. He walked over to Sam and me, wrapping Sam our tangled bodies in an embrace of his own – It was damn time – he mumbled, his voice muffled by our hug – Keep the car, just pick me up when you decide to leave – he finished, letting us go and looking down at us like a proud parent.

He waved goodbye to the Jake and Josh before leaving, closing the garage door behind him. The twins started to make their way to the door that lead to their house, with Sam and I following behind hand in hand. It was as if we couldn't let go of each other.

I started to feel nervous, the prospect of meeting two people so important to him had my anxiety building up once again. But as his mother came into view, and Sam squeezed my hand, all of my nerves died down. There was nothing for me to worry about.

Karen Kiszka looked like the kindest woman you could ever meet. As soon as she saw me, her smile grew. It looked like she wanted to hug me, but she was holding herself back, waiting for Sam to introduce me.

-          Mom, this is Gwen. Gwenny, this is my mom, Karen – he smiled, placing one hand on my lower back.

-          I'm so happy to finally meet you, Gwen – she beamed, finally  wrapping my body in her arms enthusiastically.

-          It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Mrs. Kiszka – I smiled back.

-          Oh, dear, just call me Karen, don't make me feel old – she replied with a laugh, letting go – I've heard a lot about you, you've got our Sammy completely infatuated.

-          Okay, mom that's enough – Sam interrupted, placing his hand back on my lower back to lead me to the dining room. I simply giggled.

Jake and Josh had already sat down, and there was a huge bowl of steaming lentil soup in the middle of the table. I took a seat next to the curly haired boy, while Sam took the spot in front of me, right next to Jake.

-          Is Daniel coming? – Karen asked the boys. They shook their heads and explained it was Lori's birthday – Oh, right – she nodded, before turning to yell loudly – Kelly!

-          See where these pipes came from? – Josh chuckled next to me as he pointed to his throat, referring to his mother's screaming. I laughed, looking up to see Papa Kiszka approaching the table. He looked really similar to Jake and Ronnie, while Josh and Sam had a lighter resemblance to Karen's features.

-          I didn't know we had guests – he smiled once he noticed me, taking a seat on one end of the table – Who's this young lady? – he then asked, staring at his three sons.

-          Dad, this is Gwen – Sam replied, smiling at me with his eyes.

-          It's nice to meet you, Mr. Kiszka – I said looking at said man, only to make him laugh.

-          Call me Kelly, dear – he smiled, leaning back on his chair.

-          Isn't she lovely? – Karen chuckled, making me blush. She took a huge spoon in her hand and started serving us all soup – I hope you are okay with lentils soup, I could try to find you something else in the fridge if not – she added, looking at me.

-          Oh, no, it's alright Karen – I quickly said – I've tried plenty of your cooking Sam has brought back home and it was always delicious, so I'm sure this is too – I finished with a smile. I blushed a little when I realised that I had called "home" to Sam and I's shared apartment, when they probably believed this was Sam's home. But nobody seemed to catch on it, so I relaxed a little.

The rest of the dinner went by with tons of talking and laughter, as both Kelly and Karen proved to be just as funny as their four kids. They managed to make me feel comfortable right from the start, and I actually appreciated everybody's effort to include me in their conversations. Sam kept on stealing glances at me throughout the whole meal, a tiny smile forming on his lips whenever our eyes met.

After we were finished and had helped Karen cleaning everything up, everybody gravitated towards the living room. It seemed to be a little tradition of theirs, as they all sat down in the multiple couches there while they carried on with their conversations.

Sam pulled me next to him and made sure we ended up sitting next to each other, quickly throwing one of his arms over my shoulders as I relaxed into his embrace. He kissed my temple sweetly, squeezing me closer to his body before he focused on what his mother was telling him from the loveseat to our left. I could see a tiny smile forming on her face at her son's affectionate gesture, making me blush a little. But she was nice enough not to point it out, asking us both about how our classes were going and what were we planning for Spring Break.

A while later, Josh suggested watching some documentary about elephants he had been raving about for weeks, so we all agreed, getting even more comfortable on our spots. I let my head rest against Sam's chest once Kelly dimmed the lights, enjoying the feeling of his heart beating so close to me. He grabbed one of my hands and moved it so that my arm wrapped around his middle. His other hand that was around my shoulders tangled with my hair, softly playing with it as he leaned to place tiny kisses on the top of my head while we stared at the screen.

Once the documentary was over, I knew it was time for Sam and I to leave. It was already late, and we still had to drive back to campus. Sam looked at the time in his phone too, and quickly informed his family it was time for our departure. He went back to the garage to look for our coats, leaving me to say goodbye to his siblings and parents.

-          I hope to see more of you from now on – Karen said as she hugged me for the second time that day – You are one of us now, so feel free to come whenever you want to.

-          Thank you – I smiled as I pulled away from our embrace – You've all made me feel really welcomed.

-          Don't thank us, dear – she replied motherly – I'm glad Sam found you.

Before I could even reply an arm was thrown over my shoulders and I was pushed into another hug, my nostrils filling with the scent of what I had learned to distinguish as Jake's cologne. He let me go after some seconds, only for his twin brother to crush me into a hug of his own.

-          Our little Guinevere – he teased me, ruffling my hair a bit before letting go.

-          It was nice seeing you guys too – I chuckled, brushing down the mess my hair had been left in with my fingers – And it was a pleasure to meet you too, Kelly – I smiled at him. He squeezed my shoulder gently, letting go just as Sam walked back into the room.

-          Ready? – he asked, handing me my coat.

I nodded, letting him say goodbye to his family before we left. As soon as we were in the car, Sam called Danny, telling him we were picking him up in a couple of minutes.

-          My parents really liked you – Sam said once we had parked outside Danny's house.

-          I really liked them too – I smiled back at him, getting lost in his eyes. Seeing his friend making his way down to his car from his home, he simply took my hand and brought it up to place a kiss on it before lacing our fingers and resting them over the console.

Danny greeted us once he got into the backseat, and we made light conversation as we made our way back to campus. Sam and I were left without a car after we made it to Danny's, so we walked hand in hand to our apartment. There was a comfortable silence between us, as we simply enjoyed the breeze surrounding us and the dim light the moon and the stars were providing.

Once we had taken off our coats in our flat, Sam started to walk slowly towards his room, but I stopped him before he could even leave the living room.

-          Sam, wait – I said, grabbing his arm to make him look at me. I couldn't move my eyes from his own, they never failed to hypnotise me - Earlier, the song... - I started, not knowing how to bring up everything.

He kept on looking at me as I struggled to go on, rubbing my arms with his hands as a way of encouraging me. I sighed, realising I couldn't just put it in words, and slid my hands up his chest to his neck, pulling him down to kiss him.

I tried to express everything I was couldn't voice out with my lips, moving them to the rhythm of his' in a passionate kiss. I could feel he was trying to tell me something too, as his grip on my body tightened and brought us impossibly close. Kissing him felt like nothing else had ever felt before. Kissing him felt like home.

I slowly pulled away, resting my forehead against his' as our stares locked.

-          I love you – I mumbled, loud enough so that he could hear it.

His eyes slowly shut, preventing me from looking into his soul as he brushed his nose against mine. Shivers where running down my spine as I waited for his response. But when his lids opened again, they were more alive than ever. They searched all over my face, memorising every inch of it before he kissed me one last time.

-          I love you too – he breathed out as he pulled away, pecking me again – I love you so fucking much. Fuck, Gwen, I love you. I love you.

He kissed me again with even more passion, as if he couldn't express enough how he felt. He was grabbing desperately onto me, the feeling of his lips against mine became overwhelming. This kiss wasn't like any of our previous ones, no; in this kiss, we knew we loved each other.

We started to stumble down the hallway, reaching his room right away. I pulled his sweater and t-shirt over his head once he closed the door behind us, desperate to feel his soft skin. Both of his hands were gripping onto my waist beneath my t-shirt while he guided us to his bed, him hovering over my body as soon as my back hit the mattress.

One of his hands reached up to brush a strand of hair off my face, both of us panting, simply staring at each in adoration.

-          I was so stupid to let you go – Sam whispered as his eyes roamed all over my face – I love you, Gwenny.

I leaned up to kiss him once more, pulling away but keeping our faces close.

-          You've got me now – I breathed against his lips, his eyes growing darker but still dripping love - So make me yours, Sammy.

He didn't need me to say anything else, quickly removing my t-shirt before he dived down to capture my lips with his' again with desire, letting me know that this would be a night I would never forget.

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Next chapter would be +18, thoughts on that?😬