Sam woke up the next morning. She fell guilty that she'd slept with John. However another part of her felt nice. She knew they would have to talk about it. She opened her eyes. John wasn't next to her. She could smell food cooking. She put on her clothes and went downstairs to the kitchen. John was standing at the stove. He turned around.
"Hey." John said.
"Hi."
"Sit down." "Breakfast is almost ready."
"I didn't know you could cook." She said sitting down.
"Yep I can." "Bacon, scrambled eggs, toast and freshly squeezed orange juice from the juicer over there." He said pointing. A few minutes later he brought the food to the table and sat down next to her.
"This is so nice." "You didn't have to make breakfast."
"Well I was hungry and I assumed you would be hungry to."
"Well I am so thank you."
"You're welcome."
"I guess we should talk about last night."
"Yeah."
"Randy can never know about it."
"I know that." "He'd wanna kick my ass and that would ruin my friendship with him."
"I feel bad though."
"Well neither one of us planned last night." "It just happened."
"Yeah but that's not the only reason I feel bad." "I feel bad because I liked it."
"Really?" John said smirking.
"Yes."
"I liked it to." "You were great."
"So were you." "You're a great kisser to."
"Thank you." "So are you."
"I'm telling you all this because once I walk out that door, it has to be like nothing ever happened."
"Yeah I know."
"I just came here and spent the night." "No amazing sex happened or anything like that."
"Got it." John said smiling.
"After last night I'm really surprised you don't have a girlfriend."
"I just haven't felt like dating."
After they finished breakfast John walked Sam to the door.
"Well thanks for letting me stay here last night." Sam said.
"You're always welcome here."
"See ya."
"You know, technically you haven't walked out the door yet." He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. She kissed him back. It was slow and passionate. It lasted for a few minutes. It broke slowly. They looked at each other.
"Wow." She said smiling.
"I just wanted one more before we're not allowed to do that anymore." "Bye."
"Bye." She left.
She went back to her house, got a shower and went to AJ's. AJ's mom let Sam in. Sam went up to AJ's room. She walked in the room and shut the door.
"Hey." AJ said.
"AJ something happened last night."
"What?"
"Well you know how I spend the night at John's sometimes."
"Yeah."
"Well I started crying because of Randy." "One thing let to another and we had sex."
"Oh my god." "You had sex with John?"
"Yeah." "You can't tell anyone."
"You know I won't."
"I feel bad." "Randy and John are best friends."
"Yeah but not like it's happening again right?"
"Right." "Never." "With the exception of our kiss this morning never again."
"Kiss?"
"We kissed before I left his house."
"So?"
"What?"
"How was it?"
"Does that really matter?"
"Damn that good?"
"Alright it was incredible ok?"
"Seems like you're over Randy."
"No I still love Randy."
Two weeks later Sam was at her house in the bathroom getting ready for school. As she was brushing her teeth she suddenly felt very sick and threw up. She went to school.
Later that day Sam and AJ were sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch. Sam was on her second lunch.
"Jesus someone's hungry today." AJ said.
"I don't know why but I'm starving."
Randy walked into the cafeteria. He stood on top and the table acrossed from Sam and AJ.
"Hey!" He yelled. "Everybody listen up!" Everyone looked at him. "I'm here because I owe someone a very big apology." "Six weeks ago I made the biggest mistake of my life." "I let the best think that ever happened to me go." He got off the table and knelt down in front of Sam. "I'm so sorry Sam." "Please forgive me." "Please baby, take me back."
"What about Katie Bennett?" Sam asked.
"She doesn't mean anything to me." "I love you Samantha." "I miss you."
"I miss you to." She kissed him. "I love you Randy."
"I love you to." They kissed. "Will you go to the prom with me?"
"Yes."
Later that day Sam just walked in the front door returning from school. Suddenly she felt very sick just like earlier that morning. She ran up the stairs and barely made it to the bathroom before she threw up. As she rinsed her mouth out she wondered what was wrong.