Incidental
Watchful Eye
HARRY
The week passes as I keep my eye on Sam. With each day, I see her true being return and sneakishly force her to eat food.
"So, there is a decent party tonight. Feel up to it?"
She shrugs. "Sure why not?"
"Really?" I question surprised.
"Yeah, I could get out of the apartment. I'm tired of just going to class and coming home."
I nod. "Cool."
"Cool?" She questions with a laugh. "You never say that."
I laugh. "I don't know. Go do your girl thing."
She rolls her eyes before wandering off down the hallway. I plop down on the couch scrolling through my mass of texts. Cade and I's thread still remains on the list, the last message from me asking where he was. I take a deep breath as Sam quietly rejoins the room.
"I'm ready." She announces.
"I see that."
"Come on, get up. Let's go. We are leaving in 5 minutes!" She mocks with a smile.
I push my self off the couch and usher Sam out the door.
We make it to the party which is already in full swing. I grab Sam and I drink before wander off within the basement.
"First basement party I've been too in awhile." I comment to Sam.
"Never been."
I shrug. "Not a big difference."
She nods, keeping a safe difference.
The night carries on as I get a bit carried away in a bullshit poker game. I look about the large crowded room unable to see the glow of Sam's personality. I cash out of the game and head upstairs where more alcohol is being passed around and illuminate body paint is spread over various girls. I spot Sam in the corner of the room with some jock painting dangerous close down her chest. Anger builds within me as I feel major disrespect for Cade. I push my way through the crowd, making my way to Sam.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I snarl, pushing the douche away from Sam.
"Whoa!" He shouts. "Find your own bitch."
"Fuck off and learn how to treat a woman, you prick." I spit, taking Sam under my arm.
"Hey, you wanna go with this ass?" He asks Sam pulling her back.
"I--" Sam mumbles. "This is my friend." She slurs.
"Get off her mate, I think she just made it clear." I snip, smacking his hand off her arm.
I quickly walk us out of the house as Sam begins to laugh.
"Not funny, Sam."
She continues to laugh. "Thank you."
"Yeah, you're welcome. I thought we both agreed not to go crazy."
"Oh come on H. I needed a night." She giggles, swaying her hips to the car.
I shake my head helping her in before getting in myself.
We make our way back to the apartment where Sam begs me to piggyback her up the steps. I aim to please, and carry her up the steps and into the apartment. I walk to the couch and unload the laughing Sam before falling next to her in laughter. I feel her hand anchor to my thigh as she lifts herself into my lap. I sit stunned for a few seconds before tossing her to the side gently and standing up.
"Sam, don't."
She laughs grabbing my hands, pulling herself up. She wraps her arms around my lower back, bringing our bodies extremely close. Her blue eyes glamour with lust as her lips grow close to mine. I bring my hand up, pushes hair behind her ear.
"Let's get you cleaned up."
"I'm not dirty." She slurs. "Yet."
I laugh. "Come on almost clean girl."
I take her hand and drag her into the bathroom. I wet a rag and hand it to Sam.
"I'd rather you do it."
"You are fully capable." I sass heading out the door.
I hear her whine as I shut the door and head into her bedroom to get her bed ready. It isn't long until I hear Sam stumble behind me.
"Sam, where the hell is your shirt?" I stress, shielding my eyes.
"I got it all wet."
I sigh. "I bet." I round the bed and open the closet, grabbing a random large shirt. I toss it at her, watching her fall into another fit of laughter. I do miss that laugh but I wish it was more sincere rather than brought on by alcohol. I turn around waiting for the cue for clear.
"Let's get you into bed."
"I'm not tired."
"Yes you are." I argue.
"No." She points. "I'm drunk."
"Well." I laugh. "You're not wrong there. Now go on."
She grabs my hand and starts back pedaling to the bed. I follow her seeing that this maybe the only chance of I have of settling her. I crawl into the bed and invite her under my arm. She doesn't deny me, allowing me to bring the comforter up and over her. I stay on top of the covers to her dismay, winning another battle as she quickly gives up.
"Harry." Sam mumbles.
"Yeah?"
"Do you miss Cade?"
I sigh deeply. "Everyday."
"Me too." She speaks quietly. "Me too."
She slinks down into cover wrapping both arms around me. I sigh deeply knowing I'm caught for the night and decide to get comfortable. I meet with her eye level, catching the sleepy cast of her eyes.
"Thank you for saving me tonight."
I shrug. "It happens, but don't do again."
She smiles. "Yes H."
Our eyes lock once more and before I can even think, my lips are pressed against her's in a sensual kiss.
The week passes as I keep my eye on Sam. With each day, I see her true being return and sneakishly force her to eat food.
"So, there is a decent party tonight. Feel up to it?"
She shrugs. "Sure why not?"
"Really?" I question surprised.
"Yeah, I could get out of the apartment. I'm tired of just going to class and coming home."
I nod. "Cool."
"Cool?" She questions with a laugh. "You never say that."
I laugh. "I don't know. Go do your girl thing."
She rolls her eyes before wandering off down the hallway. I plop down on the couch scrolling through my mass of texts. Cade and I's thread still remains on the list, the last message from me asking where he was. I take a deep breath as Sam quietly rejoins the room.
"I'm ready." She announces.
"I see that."
"Come on, get up. Let's go. We are leaving in 5 minutes!" She mocks with a smile.
I push my self off the couch and usher Sam out the door.
We make it to the party which is already in full swing. I grab Sam and I drink before wander off within the basement.
"First basement party I've been too in awhile." I comment to Sam.
"Never been."
I shrug. "Not a big difference."
She nods, keeping a safe difference.
The night carries on as I get a bit carried away in a bullshit poker game. I look about the large crowded room unable to see the glow of Sam's personality. I cash out of the game and head upstairs where more alcohol is being passed around and illuminate body paint is spread over various girls. I spot Sam in the corner of the room with some jock painting dangerous close down her chest. Anger builds within me as I feel major disrespect for Cade. I push my way through the crowd, making my way to Sam.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I snarl, pushing the douche away from Sam.
"Whoa!" He shouts. "Find your own bitch."
"Fuck off and learn how to treat a woman, you prick." I spit, taking Sam under my arm.
"Hey, you wanna go with this ass?" He asks Sam pulling her back.
"I--" Sam mumbles. "This is my friend." She slurs.
"Get off her mate, I think she just made it clear." I snip, smacking his hand off her arm.
I quickly walk us out of the house as Sam begins to laugh.
"Not funny, Sam."
She continues to laugh. "Thank you."
"Yeah, you're welcome. I thought we both agreed not to go crazy."
"Oh come on H. I needed a night." She giggles, swaying her hips to the car.
I shake my head helping her in before getting in myself.
We make our way back to the apartment where Sam begs me to piggyback her up the steps. I aim to please, and carry her up the steps and into the apartment. I walk to the couch and unload the laughing Sam before falling next to her in laughter. I feel her hand anchor to my thigh as she lifts herself into my lap. I sit stunned for a few seconds before tossing her to the side gently and standing up.
"Sam, don't."
She laughs grabbing my hands, pulling herself up. She wraps her arms around my lower back, bringing our bodies extremely close. Her blue eyes glamour with lust as her lips grow close to mine. I bring my hand up, pushes hair behind her ear.
"Let's get you cleaned up."
"I'm not dirty." She slurs. "Yet."
I laugh. "Come on almost clean girl."
I take her hand and drag her into the bathroom. I wet a rag and hand it to Sam.
"I'd rather you do it."
"You are fully capable." I sass heading out the door.
I hear her whine as I shut the door and head into her bedroom to get her bed ready. It isn't long until I hear Sam stumble behind me.
"Sam, where the hell is your shirt?" I stress, shielding my eyes.
"I got it all wet."
I sigh. "I bet." I round the bed and open the closet, grabbing a random large shirt. I toss it at her, watching her fall into another fit of laughter. I do miss that laugh but I wish it was more sincere rather than brought on by alcohol. I turn around waiting for the cue for clear.
"Let's get you into bed."
"I'm not tired."
"Yes you are." I argue.
"No." She points. "I'm drunk."
"Well." I laugh. "You're not wrong there. Now go on."
She grabs my hand and starts back pedaling to the bed. I follow her seeing that this maybe the only chance of I have of settling her. I crawl into the bed and invite her under my arm. She doesn't deny me, allowing me to bring the comforter up and over her. I stay on top of the covers to her dismay, winning another battle as she quickly gives up.
"Harry." Sam mumbles.
"Yeah?"
"Do you miss Cade?"
I sigh deeply. "Everyday."
"Me too." She speaks quietly. "Me too."
She slinks down into cover wrapping both arms around me. I sigh deeply knowing I'm caught for the night and decide to get comfortable. I meet with her eye level, catching the sleepy cast of her eyes.
"Thank you for saving me tonight."
I shrug. "It happens, but don't do again."
She smiles. "Yes H."
Our eyes lock once more and before I can even think, my lips are pressed against her's in a sensual kiss.
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