❛ remember when we kissed that night, remember when you held me tight. ❜ oops it became real gay
‘remember’ as if that hasn’t been the only thing on sam’s mind since it happened. there were a billion apologies he had for poppy but he couldn’t find the words to tell her; somehow the fact he kissed her ex-boyfriend and her first love, as well as samson’s own first love, made it that much harder to be around her. she deserved better and maybe sam did too. he’d been crushing on marcus since he was fourteen and the other was so much older, and their first kiss had been because sam couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
staring at his friend and pressing soft, unsteady lips to his before parting with apologies. and while sam was half-way through saying 'i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to’, marcus was cutting his words off with a kiss. then another kiss. then another kiss. guilt had been tugging at sam since, ignoring his sister and her ex-boyfriend until he couldn’t ignore them anymore. no one ever told him that love would be this hard.
❛ you know just as well as i do that we can't do this. kiss aside and feelings aside, you deserve better. you could do so much better. you don't want me like i want you, mark. ❜