Chapter 3
From that day Sam and Phil were inseparable, they spent every waking minute together and every sleeping one dreaming about the other. At school, when they weren't in class they were attached at the hip, Phil had his arm around Sam's shoulders and she had hers around his waist. Either that or they were attached at the lip, but only when Mr Beckingham was on duty. Sam and her friends loved watching him glare at them from the other side of the room , but he never said anything, probably afraid of a repeat of last time. The term ended and they spent a bit more time studying rather than in each others company, but there were quite a few study dates that didn't have much to do with study. Most of the time it was at Phil's house, Sam had met his mum and uncle and they like her a lot. His little brother Steve was also quite cute, in an annoying way. The end of year formal was coming up and Sam and Mick went shopping for their dresses, Sam had been saving her money from her job at Sliver Keys and Strings the local music store and she was able to buy the most amazing dress. It was peach coloured, with a wide halterneck strap, a dipping neckline, a very low back and a full length swishy skirt. She decided to sleep over Mick's house that night so that her mother wouldn't chuck a fit, that afternoon they both washed their hair then put it in curlers. Mick had grown her hair over the last few months so it was just hanging past her shoulders. She had curled the edges up and Sam thought it looked great on her. Sam had pinned her hair up in a knot on the back of her head, with ringlets cascading down her bare back. Phil and Addy picked the two girls up from Mick's house at six in their hired limo, the four of them had chipped in a bit and Addy's parents had contributed considerably too. Phil reaction when he had seen Sam dressed up, descending the stairs had been impressive. Mick had laughed later saying his jaw was inches of the floor, and his eyes were popping out of his head. Sam had leapt from the third step up, into his arms and he had twirled her around, their lips joined in a sweet kiss.
Dancing in Phil's arms that night Sam had never felt so happy, they drove home in Phil's car, his cousin had dropped it off in the carpark for them. "Do you wanna come in?" Phil asked
"Wont we wake you're parents?" Sam asked aren't your parents home? We can't.
"No, they took a trip down to Kent this weekend, see if they can track dad down" we can, don't worry, no one to catch us. Phil and Sam had agreed a while ago to refer to Phil's mother and Uncle collectively as his parents, it was easier and as his dad wasn't around there was no reason not to. Phil and his mum and brother had moved in with Lynn's brother when his dad had skipped out to avoid the aftermath of a big job.
"Yeah, ok" Sam answered smiling and Phil lead her into the house. Sam soon as the door was closed their lips met in a fiery kiss.
"You sure you wanna do this?" Phil asked, making sure
"Yes, you?"
"Mhmm" Phil answered they walked up to his room, Sam's heart was pounding, each step seemed to make it go faster and make it lighter at the same time. She had never been so sure of something in her life, but she had never been so equally nervous. Phil closed the door and they watched each other in silence for a minute before they lent closer, and closer, the kiss was sweet and slow, Sam undid the first button of Phil's shirt and suddenly the kiss deepened. Sam was running her hands over Phil's bare chest before she realised it. They parted and Phil pulled the halterneck over Sam's head. He dislodged some pins and Sam reached up, removing the key pin and letting her hair cascade down her back. Slowly he pulled the zip down on the back of her dress, it fell to the floor and Sam felt his warm skin against hers. He reached behind her and began fumbling with her bra as she fumbled with his belt, eventually she was too frustrated and she pulled back, reaching behind her she undid the clasp that he was struggling with. In turn he undid his belt buckle and then pulled her towards him, picking her up with one hand behind her back and one under her knees. Gently he lay her on the bed and he lowered his mouth to hers for a sweet kiss, Sam felt his hands on he side of her thighs, pulling at her underwear, she rested her hands on her bed behind her and lifted her body slightly so he could get them off. Phil twisted and moved so Sam had to lean backwards, he moved into the kiss and shifted so he could get his boxers off with out parting his lips from Sam. Her eyes were still closed and he closed his again as he got up and lay himself down beside her. Running his hands up her smooth stomach to her breasts he felt warmth tingle through his fingers feeling her nipples harden beneath his touch. Feeling her moan with pleasure he felt her fingers running up and down his back they got tangled in his hair making his scalp tingle. Breaking apart their kiss he moved down her neck, kissing the skin gently and marvelling at the goosebumps he left behind. Moving his hands down her sides he reached the underside of her knees and he pulled them up, parting her legs. Gently he eased himself into her he heard her cry out in pain and he looked down at her concerned. "It's ok" Sam whispered and he kept going.
A couple of hours later Sam opened her eyes, looking at the clock she saw it was three in the morning. Cuddling up closer to Phil she pulled the blanket over her shoulders so she wasn't cold. Phil moved and put his left arm around her waist. Kissing her cheek gently then her lips he smiled. "I love you" he whispered
"I love you too" she whispered back and they went back to sleep.
"God, wake up and get some clothes on" a voice woke them up, Sam sat up and pulled the blanket up to preserve her modesty, "Mick, what's going on?"
"It's your mother, she's on the war path. She called this morning and demanded to speak to you, I couldn't pass you on so I had to tell her you weren't there" she's ringing everyone to see if you're there. I think she'll try Zoë last so if we get you round there we might be able to avert disaster, from what I gathered she was calling them in alphabetical order" Sam blanched and got up grabbing her underwear and the clothes Mick handed her and ran into the bathroom to change. Phil glared Mick out of the room and changed himself.
Sam and Mick ran breathlessly down the street getting to Zoë's front door they banged on it, the phone began to ring and the door was yanked open before Zoë pelted down the passage to answer the phone.
"Hello?" – "Oh, hello Mrs Nixon, yeah, she's right here" Zoë handed the phone to Sam.
"Mother?"
"There you are, you could have let me know you were staying at Zoë's, I was worried sick"
Course you were, more like checking up I wasn't with Phil, "Sorry, I didn't want to wake you when I got back late" Sam lied.
"Ok, as long as you're safe sweetie"
Sam gagged and hung up, "God, I wish she wouldn't call me that" she flopped down on the couch and cuddled a cushion "It's too early to be awake" she muttered.
Her friends were staring at her, "Come on, you have to tell us everything, what was it like?" Zoë asked. Sam rolled her eyes, Mick must have filled her in on her sleeping arrangements.
"Keep you big noses out of it" she laughed, or better yet find out for yourselves."
Mick looked down, "damn, I lost my bet, I bet Addy that Tory would be the first."
Sam laughed, "Good, you deserve it for betting on something like that, and if you spread it round the school, I'll hurt you."
