Vincent's POV (Yeah I just did that lol)
I glanced at Sammie and he shook his head.
"Something wrong?" I asked and we all looked at him.
"Nope. Not at all."he said shaking his hands frantically and I put my hand on his forehead and he got redder.
"Your getting g hotter!" I said freaking out.
"I'm fine."he said pushing my hand away looking away from me.
"What made you think bringing a sick person out the house was smart again?" Derrick asked and I glared at him.
But he was sorta right. Sorta.
I glanced at Sammie and his face wasn't so red anymore so I relaxed.
"I'm sorry Sammie." I said and he looked at me.
"Sorry for what?"he asked.
Jamie and Derrick we're chatting about random $hit.
"For bringing you out here." I said and he looked away from me.
"It's fine."he sighed. "Me getting sick sorta ruined what I was planning today."he said looking sad.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Like-"he started to say then he turned to glare at me with his face red. "That's none of your business."he said and I took a step back as the elevator doors opened.
"Sorry." I said and we left the elevator.
"Stop apologizing."he said sniffling.
"Sammie I think we should take you back home." I said while Derrick and Jamie was long gone probably ran off to go on a date or something.
"Home."he said looking down.
"Yeah your si-" I started to say.
"I'm already here. So we might as well do the things I had planned."he said.
"What plans?" I said and he ignored me and dragged me. "Where are we going?" I asked.
We saw Deadpool, he took me to buy stuff, we played video games at Game Stop getting kicked out by Jamie's boss, we hung out at Derrick's job, and now we're in some glow golf area.
"Can you even play golf?" I asked as kidsbob music was playing irritating me.
"Nope."he said hitting the ball and missing the hole completely.
"Neither do I." I said hitting the ball and making it in then he glared at me.
"Then how come you made it in?"he asked and I just smiled.
"Luck."I said and he rolled his eyes.
I stared at his eyes. It looked like they were glowing here.
"What are you staring at?"he sorta snapped as he hut the ball again and his cheeks looked a but pink.
"Ah nothing." I said smirking.
"Don't be staring at my ass."he said trying to hit the ball again.
My face got hot and he glanced at me and glared as his face got redder and he stood up.
"You were weren't you?"he asked and I shook my head frantically.
"I could." I said.
"Vincent!"he said throwing his hands in the air.
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I'm a Cheerleader Book 1 ✔Romance
"Shut up I know what your already going to say." I said rolling my eyes. He smirked and shook his head. "Well what was I going to say then?" Derrick asked looking amused. "That I'm a wimp and that's why I'm not a football player but a cheerleade...