Lovely Supernatural Chapter 8
I was leaning in for a kiss when Dean interrupted.
"Get a room."
I turned to face him. "Why do you keep interrupting us?"
"Three words: Get a room."
"Six words: Why don't you leave the room?"
Sam laughed at my com-back. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Sam took my hand.
"Let Dean get that." He was seeming really protective of me, but I didn't mind. At least I could spend more time with a sweet, smart guy.
Dean opened the door. It was the food delivery guy. He handed Dean the food in exchange for money. The guy left and Dean closed the door. He placed the food on the table. I turned to Sam.
"You think you can stand up?" I asked. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. "Here, I'll help you." I got up and went to Dean. "Can you hand me his food?"
"Sure thing." He gave me Sam's food and his drink.
"Thanks." I sat down on Sam's bed and put the food on a napkin. "Which one to you want first?" I said, laughing a bit.
He giggled, and pointed to the fries. I took out a fry. He opened his mouth, and I couldn't help but blush. He looked adorable. I felt like a mother feeding her child. I placed the fry in his mouth. After he chewed it and swallowed, I let him have a sip of his drink.
"Open your mouth and close your eyes." I did as he said.
He placed a long fry in my mouth, and he put his mouth on the other half. We both started making our way towards the middle. We were millimeters away from kissing. That's when a hand karate chopped the middle, to where I had one half and Sam had the other. I knew it was Deans hand. Sam and I giggled a bit.
"Get a room you two." Dean repeated again.
"Why don't you leave the room?" I shot back.
"Fine, I'll be in the hallway, and I'm taking my food with me." He left with his food.
I looked back at Sam. He managed to sit up. He put his arms around me. He told me to close my eyes. I did so, and I felt his hand move from my back to my cheek, with his other hand still in the same place. He caressed my cheek. I could tell he was leaning in when the door opened.
"Done yet?" Dean said. I looked back at him.
Sam rolled his eyes, and pulled me into a kiss. It was soft and gentle. Honestly, this was my first kiss. I've been saving it for the perfect guy. The other guys I've known either liked me as a good friend, or weren't really the kind of people I would date. Sam and I slowly pulled away. I opened my eyes and looked into his. He had the cutest smile on his face.
"I love you." He said, putting my hair behind my ear.
"I love you, too, Sam." It felt as if it were just me and him and no one else, until Dean spoke again.
"Aw, Sammy got a girlfriend."
Now he was just being weird. I threw a pillow at him, and it hit his chest. I laughed.
When we all finished our food, we went to bed. Naturally, I slept in the same bed as Sam. He made me feel warm and comfortable. The feeling I never got when sleeping. I woke up in the middle of the night. It was raining hard, and I could hear a bit of thunder. I looked over at Sam. The thunder scared me a bit. Sam slightly opened his eyes. He noticed me feeling a bit scared, so he pulled me into his arms.
"It's OK, just a little thunder." He stroked my upper back. It soothed me and I felt less scared. I kissed his forehead. My fear was completely gone and I closed my eyes, while laying on his chest.
I went back to sleep. Morning came and I opened my eyes. I looked over at a clock on the wall. It was around nine in the morning. I looked back at Sam. He was still asleep. I then looked over at Dean's bed, empty. He must have went outside. I knew Sam would be mad if I left, so I just laid there until he woke up. It wasn't long at all. Maybe about five minutes. He noticed the time, and spoke.
"Didn't we have a date?" He smiled.
I forgot we were going to get breakfast at nine. "We did..." I remembered that Dean left. "Sam, Dean's not here. Do you know where he would be?" I asked.
Sam started to think. "He's probably just outside." Another thought came to my head.
"Sam, I don't have anything to wear."
"Oh, that's right." He grabbed his cell phone, and called Dean. He answered. Then he looked at me. "Is it OK if he grabs some clothes from your house?" I started to think, and then I spoke.
"Sure, there's a key hidden on top of the door frame outside. Tell him that my room is upstairs on the left. My shirts, dresses, and pants are in my closet, and my shorts and other clothes are in my drawer. Only bring a few pairs."
Sam told him what I said. When they were done talking on the phone, he hung up and spoke.
"He was outside the hotel, he's on his way to your house. He said he should be back in about twenty minutes. Looks like we have some free time. What do you want to do?"
"Well considering that i'm only wearing this..." I wasn't sure what to do.
"Do you want to borrow one of my t-shirts and a pair of pants?"
"Sure." He led me to the closet and took out a green shirt and the smallest pair of pants he had. He handed me a belt in case it didn't fit correctly.
I went to the bathroom and changed there. The shirt was a little longer than I thought, but it fit fine. The pants were baggy, but the belt came in handy. My hair was messy, of course. I came out of the bathroom and Sam turned around. He smiled.
"You look pretty." He adjusted my shirt. It exposed some of my shoulder, but I didn't mind.
"I don't suppose you have the same foot size as I do?" We laughed.
"I don't think so. But you don't have to go outside. We can think of something to do in here. Dean shouldn't be too long."
We tried thinking of things to do.
"Well there is a TV, want to watch a movie if there is one on?"
He agreed to my offer. We cuddled up on the bed and searched for a movie. Apparently there was an old movie from a while ago on TV. I loved old movies, especially the romantic ones like "Withering Heights". We decided to watch that. Sam seemed pretty interested in it. I laughed a little. We talked a little during the movie. He asked when my birthday was.
"May 26." He smiled.
"Isn't that this Friday?" I haven't really thought of that. I was quite surprised.
"Wow, it is. Yet I don't even know what i'm going to be doing that day." I was thinking of what to do.
"I'll take care of that." I smirked.
"You will, huh?" I kissed him. Since I got a good sleep, I was in a pretty good mood.
Dean was back in the amount of time he said. He had two bags, one with my clothes, and the other with food.
"I brought you some food, and I also thought you would need shoes, so I brought a couple pairs."
I looked in the bag, he brought my green tank top, my red shirt, and my blue cardigan. He also got a couple pairs of my shorts, and my white converse with my white heels. He got a pair of socks and my hairbrush, too. Even my toothbrush. I gotta say, Dean is pretty handy.
"Thanks, Dean."
"No prob."
"I'll be right back, i'm just gonna change real quick."
"I'll wait outside the bathroom door." Sam was being protective again, but he's just being caring.
I took the bag with my clothes in it. I decided to wear my blue cardigan with my white converse. I brushed my hair out. It seemed so wavy today. I opened the bathroom door and Sam turned around.
"You look lovely." He hugged me.
"Thanks." I blushed. After we ate, we went outside to try to find something to do.
I hope this chapter is a good one :) I put a bit of humor in it :D Tell me what you think
