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Part 2
That beautiful smile of his made me melt on the inside, but no one would never know.
“Come now Sam,” He started, “are we ever going to get past this?” He asked, the smaller boy still in the air, trying really hard not to be.
“Not until you grow up.” I said back, with a slightly hardened tone.
He just chuckled. “Alright Sam, you win… This time.” He said with a smile, dropping the boy that was in the air.
After the boy was dropped, he ran off, making sure to get away from Sam. And there we were, just Sam and I, standing there in a hidden off alley, a light breeze blowing our hair around. My short blond hair tickling my nose. Sam smiled at me.
“I guess I’ll be seeing you around, my dear Sam.” He said, beginning to walk out of the alley, but before he left completely, he turned back to me. “The normal?” He asked, but he already knew the answer.
“Yeah.” I said, looking away from him.
He smiled at me and left. This again was the way it always went. Our encounters always ended with that same question and the answer was always the same. This only happened when no one else was around.
Soon after Sam was gone, I made my way out, continuing my day.
When I was done with my Saturday errands, I came how to finish up my chores. I walked into the doors of my parents house, not surprised that they weren’t there, and made my way to my room.
I walked into my room and flipped on my lights, and there he was laying on his side, no shirt on, on my bed, looking at me with a smile on his face.
“Oh Sam, I was wondering when you were going to get here.” He said, getting up off of my bed and over to me.
I smiled up at him as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around him, and he leaned down to kiss me. I giggled as he pulled me over to the bed, still kissing me.
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Title:
Sam and Sam Pt. 2
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Artist:
Holl The Loveer
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Description:
Ok, here is part two. =] It's shorter but oh well.
I hope you like it.
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Date:
05/25/2009
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