It's Always Been You

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(DISCLAIMER: Nate is y/n's brother, Sam and Jack G both have a crush on her, which means she has to pick.

Team Sam or Team G?)

Nate invited his friends over for the eighth time this week. Not that I'm bothered, I mean I love seeing Sammy... and Jack who is a little too touchy. "So, (Y/N)," Sam sat next to me and threw an arm around me. "have you seen Furious 7 yet?" I shook my head.

I loved watching Fast & Furious, even though people could never really tell that I was interested in cars. "Nope. I want to see it so bad!"

"Then today's your lucky day. I'm taking you to that movie tonight." He winked. I giggled and agreed to him.

"Oh, I was actually wondering if you wanted to go to this new restaurant with me..." Jack G suddenly asked. Sam pulled his hand away and sighed.

"Too bad, man. So, I'll pick you up at eight?"

"Maybe we can do something tomorrow? I mean, I know you love go-karting and shit so maybe we-"

"Actually, I was going to ask if you wanted to go to the mall tomorrow?" Sammy interrupted him.

"Dude,-"

"Dude." Sam mocked Jack.

"I swear to God, can't I just have-"

"Guys?" I interrupted the tension that came between the boys. "I'm going to visit my cousin tomorrow." I laughed.

"I'm looking forward to tonight, Sam. And Jack, maybe we can do something the day after tomorrow? I mean, it would be a lot of fun." I smiled.

I liked Jack. As a friend. I liked Sammy. As in more than friends.

"Uh, Y/N? Can Jack and I have a moment?" I furrowed my brows and stood up.

I walked over to the kitchen and found Nate cooking. "What's up, bruh?" I said while bumping his side.

"What was going on back there?"

"I don't know... I think they might 'like' me." I answered while getting something to drink.

"I'm gonna kill them both."

"No, no you're not. I like Sammy."

"What about G?"

"I like him as a friend..." He hesitated before talking.

"Sammy's a fuck boy, little one. I like him, but not as your boyfriend." I shrugged.

"He's not a fuck boy and I'm eighteen, Nate."

"Whatever you think, Y/N. But don't say I didn't warn you." I sighed and walked back to the living room.

"So we agree?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, let's ask her when she comes back, man."

"Ask her what?" I shouted as I approached them. They both awkwardly coughed.

"Y/N, I like you. More than a friend, alright? But little mister Wilkinson here thinks the same." He patted Sams' shoulder.

"What he said." He awkwardly chuckled. "But what we're asking you, Y/N, is to make a choice. It's either him or me. Not both."

Gilinsky nodded and looked at me. I want you, Sam.

"Gilinsky, I like you." He smiled widely. "But, not in that way." And his face dropped. "I-I'm so sorry. But I don't want our friendship to be over now, really. Please, Jack."

"I need some time, alright? I-I totally respect your opinion." He calmly said.

God, I feel so sorry for him. I nodded and he walked to the kitchen.

"It's always been you, Sam." I walked over to him and smiled. "I like you. A lot." I slightly blushed. Sam leaned in and kissed me.

"I won't make you regret your choice, baby."

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