"I am sorry, I will go and wake Janson by myself" sam said quickly. He didn't wait for reply and ran to Janson's room.
~*~Sam's p.o.v~*~
Why the fuck did I do that? I am a fool. I should have just got in, instead of kissing her.
~*~Sam's p.o.v ended~*~
"Janson" Sam shouted.
"What___what's wrong? " Janson said falling from the bed.
Sam couldn't stop and laughed loudly.
"Man you should have seen your face" Sam said still laughing.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Janson said.
"Umm I came to tell you something" Sam said.
"Now what did you do?" Janson asked with a 'not again' face.
"One of the girl's father is behind me" Sam told.
"Okay what's new?" Janson said with a laugh.
"It's the girl from yesterday night" Sam told.
"Go on and complete the story" Janson said.
"so the father thinks that the girl is pregnant and I am the father, wait wait I am not" Sam cleared seeing Jason's face change on listening about the pregnancy.
"He also belives that her daughter was a simple girl but she changed because of me as I made her do stuff" Sam said.
"Are you the reason?" Janson asked.
"Well kind of" Sam admitted, embarrassed.
Janson waited for him to continue.
"Well she was in love with me and I was pretending to be. She was a simple girl but I broke her and she became you know what and got pregnant with some other guy and yesterday she came to tell me that and asked for help but her father saw us together" Sam explained.
"What can I do to help?" Janson asked.
"Talk to him and tell him and help the girl too" Sam said hesitating a little bit.
"I will talk to the father and the girl is your problem" Janson said.
"Okay but please talk to him, he is on me" Sam begged.
"Ya I also have to tell you something" Janson said rubbing him back of his neck.
Sam waited.
"Emily saw us..mmm she saw us yesterday with he girls and the drinks and your whole make out session" Janson told him. Sam eyes widened and his heart raced and he felt guilty somehow
"Shit" Sam said.
~~Sam p.o.v~~
"What did I do? Why did I do? Why now? Shit" Sam panicked.
"What will I tell Janson? How will I make things right?"
"You idiot you had to kiss her today. Out of all the days, you had to pick this day wow"
Sam said to himself.
~~sam p.o.v ended~~
"Sam? Sam?" Janson called.
"What?" Sam jumped alarmed.
"I would like a better reaction to this" Janson said slapping his forehead.
"Oh yaa" Sam said.
Janson got up shaking his head and wore his shirt.
"Janson you need to deal with something else too" Sam said.
"Now what?" Janson asked opening up the curtains.
"Well for that I need to get up and walk to the door" sam said do the same as said.
"What?" Janson asked confused.
"Well I kissed your sister this morning before coming to wake you up" Sam confessed and ran as quickly as possible.
Janson couldn't react. I stood in a state of shock. For some reason Janson wasn't that suprised or say shocked. He somewhere knew this would happen, for some unknown reason. Janson shook his head and ran towards his porch.
"You son of a bitch" Janson shouted.
"I am really sorry, this will not happen again" Sam shouted still running. He was now two house far.
Janson stormed back into the house and went to Emily's room.
Emily was still in shock, somewhere she felt good but she knew this was wrong.
"Em what happened between you two?" Janson questioned.
"What are you talking about?" Emily asked getting up from her bed.
"The kiss damn it" Janson stormed.
"Ohh" Emily said sitting back.
"Yes ohh that" Janson said.
Emily took a pause then got up quickly.
"That son of a bitch kissed me" Emily shouted and stood up.
"Ohh you are realising now, that's my little sister" Janson said and clapped his hands.
"I will kill him" Emily said and rushed towards washroom.
"What are you Emily? I am making breakfast today, you are lost today" Janson said and walked out of the room.
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