Lacerate: (v.) To cause pain; Tear or cut deeply.
Characters: Sam
Genre: Friendship/Romance
Rating: T
Pairing: D/S
Summary: She hated when her thoughts turned mushy towards him. It irritated her, like the sting of a paper cut.
It happened whenever he gave her a lopsided grin, mouth curved, ice blue eyes twinkling.
Whenever their hands brushed together, intentional or not.
She would get a weightlessness sensation, her cheeks would flush and an unwanted hope would spread in her mind. Of the two of them...together.
Sam hated when her thoughts turned mushy towards him. It irritated her, like the sting of a paper cut. Not because it would ruin the 'unhappy goth' façade, but because it would never happen. Her and Danny.
They were best friends, nothing more.
Still, a sense of euphoria overcame her whenever he smiled.
A/N: Another drabble. What can I say, I'm quite taken with writing these :)