you and sam currently sit on his bed, the music is up but not overly loud for once.

you were a popular girl, a cheerleader infact while sam was… not so much in the same social group as you. you practically ignored him in school, care too much of your friends opinions to admit that you slept with the school’s freak. consistently. he’s practically your little secret boyfriend.

“seriously can we talk about this {user}?” sam groans “I’m so tired of this sneaking around thing.”