It was half an hour later and he still didn't show up. Sam was never late and it was just weird and there was something fishy about it.
When I was fed up I decided to call Nate up and ask him if he wanted to bring me.
So fifteen minutes later I was in the car with Skate. He asked me, "He ditched you?"
My heart dropped a little at those words. He was my crush after all... "I guess."
"Son of a bitch." He murmured under his breath. He knew about my crush about Sam. Nate was surprisingly supportive and somehow liked the idea of Sam and me being a couple.
"Whatever." I pretended like it wasn't a big deal, and I wished it wasn't such a big deal to me.
We got to the party fashionably late and saw everyone already grinding against each other.
Including Sam Wilkinson.
The unknown girl and him looked like they were having a lot of fun.
At this very moment I wished the earth would swallow me up. I felt nothing but embarrassment.
My friends warned me about Sam, especially for his fuck boy behavior lately. But I told them not to worry about it. That I would take care of it.
Of course not. Changing a fuck boy only happens in books. That wouldnever happen in real life.
The minute I saw them in the house, I went outside again. I texted an uber and tried my best to calm myself down.
Fuck boys are not worth it. Especially not Sam Wilkinson.
When the uber finally came, I knew right away that I needed to see my horses.
Everyone has a 'medicine' to calm their down, right? For example, one has drugs. The other fucks to forget about problems, and that other person just sleeps.
Mine were my horses at the stable.
It sounds incredibly corny, but they just calm me down. Whenever I'm upset, or I have moments like these, I go to stable.
When I arrived I almost ran to them.
I turned my phone off, not wanting to hear anything about people right now.
I deeply sighed and stroke the back of my horse. It was a quiet night. Not a lot of people were here, and that was exactly what I wanted. "Y/N?" A voice out of a sudden said.
I screeched and nearly jumped at the sudden hand that was on my shoulder.
When I turned around I saw Sammy grinning at me, "What do you want?" I yelled, not recovered yet from the shock.
"That was amazing." He still grinned, with the most stupid smile on his stupid face. Damn it. "We were worried about you."
"And who is we?" I asked as i turned around again to stroke my horse.
"The boys and I, of course." I nodded and didn't say anything further, "I didn't even see you at the party? Where were you?"
"Waiting for you to pick me up." I semi-lied. Yeah, I was waiting for him but not the whole evening.
I still didn't turn around to look at him, "Shit," he murmured rather to himself. "fuck, I'm so sorry."
"It's fine." I said, not sounding too convinced. "Go back to the party. I'm fine." No one really cares anyways.
He began standing next to me and lightly turned my chin towards him, making me look at him. "I know." He softly whispered.
My mouth parted and I felt my body tense up. "No..." I whispered to myself.
He smiled kindly and said, "What you saw, or what I think you saw, was just for fun." For fun my ass.
"If I knew you felt this way, I never would have done that." He bit his lip, "I never wanted to hurt you."
I clenched my jaw, "You know what," he suddenly said. "I'm gonna take you out for dinner."
I raised my brow, "And why is that out of a sudden?"
"It's our first date." He smiled like a little school boy.
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