"Anderson,"
Her dark brown curls - which she'd just tossed over her shoulder - landed roughly into a pile with other strands of independent curls.
She'd frozen at the sound of her name, biting her lip as thoughts raced through her head about the boy standing behind her, who she'd
been so quick to identify.
He'd done this before. They spent a night together - but he left her.
All. Alone.
Sebastian kissed the neck of the shorter girl, laying on a certain red couch next to him, Her curls pulled back, out of her face in a messy
attempt at a fishnet plait. Giggling, she sat up, bringing him with her. "Come on, Sebby. C'mere." She spoke, taking hold of his hand and
pulling him after her, up to a staircase and into a room - whose it was, they didn't know.. or care, really. Someone had left it open, perfect
for two giddy teenagers, thinking they were in love - something both of them yet to experience.
As Samantha made to walk further into the room, Sebastian got ahold of her waist and held her back, kissing the area where her neck
and shoulders met. She bit her lip as he began softly sucking on her neck, nibbling on it.
"Wait."
One word muttered, and obeyed. He waited, patiently, on the bed, 'til they were sure no one would intrude, and then, at presumably half
past midnight, they began.
Their night was a mix of kissing, cuddling and skin-shots, and after it finished, and the hazy sunlight reluctantly awoke and took its place
outside their window, Sammi lay next to the boy, hand draped across his bare chest and lips centimeters away from his cheek, and in
turn, his left arm wrapped around her waist, and the other was at his side. He awoke and looked at the beautiful girl beside him - she
could be his. He could do anything to her, maybe even.. truly love her.
And that was before he met Blaine.
It was also before Dave, and even more so before Sebastian even discovered that he was bisexual.
Samantha snapped out of her memories as she felt his fingers loosely playing with her curls, and lowering her lips to the top of her head.
"Sebastian..," She bit her lip and turned to face him, her heart pained as she saw those eyes.
Those eyes that had led her through the darkness, through love, through pain..
This story is based on my role play character, 'Samantha Anderson' and a short role play with a Sebastian Smythe.
It's a sort of mildly fluffy fic that I wrote while waiting for a response, no big deal.
Just felt the need to update.