Sam and Colby Imagines!

"3 FUCKING MONTHS" (2/2)

hey guys this is a part two!

hope you like it! 💗💗

(Colby's rollin his eyes at ur bs lol^^)

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It's been 3 weeks since the event.

As you would expect, I haven't spoken to Colby or Kat since then.

Even though it's my own fault, it still hurts not talking to them.

I haven't talked to Sam either, even though he's been living at my house for the time being. Colby kicked him out as one would guess.

Nobody except our close friends know what happened. No one's told the fans...

Yet.

I know Colby's going to tell them eventually, none of us have been posting on social media lately. They're wondering what's happening, and Colby is the type never to lie to his audience.

I'm preparing myself for the hate.

I'm preparing myself for what his fans are going to say.

To me.

About me.

About how I broke his heart.

About how Sam broke Kat's heart.

About how I'm a slut and deserve to die.

But I know not to listen to them, Colby taught me that.

All I have to say is: I screwed up, but I don't regret it.

If I was given the chance to go back in time and fix my mistakes, I wouldn't.

As I said, I don't regret it.

It was fun and thrilling, even if it meant a broken heart or two.

"Stephanie." I heard from behind me.

I turned my head and saw Sam standing in the kitchen, I was sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Are we just going to do the same thing everyday? Ignore each other and never discuss what happened?"

I stayed quiet.

"Do you even feel bad?" He asked, slightly raising his tone.

"No, I don't. Do you even feel bad?" I answered.

He slammed his hand on the kitchen counter.

"Sam?" I asked. I stood up from the couch and walked over to him.

He balled his fists and look a deep breath.

"Do you not fucking understand?" He was almost yelling and he slammed his hands on the counter.

"No. I don't understand. Why are you angry?"

He looked at me.

"I'm angry because..." he took a deep breath. "I'm angry because I can't be with you."

I didn't know what to say, so we stood in silence.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked.

"If we get together, do you know the kind of hate we would get? Do you understand what would happen to our reputation? It's already bad enough that I cheated on my own fucking girlfriend, but to date the person I cheated on her with, that's just too far." He admitted.

"So you're not going to date me because of what some stupid fans think?" I slightly raised my voice.

He looked at me.

"Because that's exactly what you're doing!" I said.

He stayed quiet.

"So you're telling me, you're willing to throw our relationship away because you're afraid?" I asked.

"I'm not afraid." He answered quietly.

I took a step towards him. "Then prove it."

He looked into my eyes. We stared at each other for a few seconds, letting the tension build up, until we couldn't hold back any longer.

It all happened so quickly.

He pushed his lips on me, and we backed up until I hit a wall.

(time skip cuz I'm not writing smut ya little nasties.)

"Does that prove that I'm not afraid?" Sam asked me, he was still breathing heavy.

I looked at him.

"I don't know... does it?"

He smirked.

"Stephanie." He took my hands in his. "Will you be my girlfriend, I'm not afraid of what anyone has to say to us."

I looked at him.

"Yes."

We kissed and for those few seconds, I almost forgot what caused it.

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This one was sorta short lol

hope you guys liked the part two

-m