not afraid.

samuel ryland carlisle. sixteen. sophomore. smoker. drinker. ex-football, soccer, and baseball player. glee clubber. whatever.

[therealsamshady]

Four hours of SNL and my boyfriend? Hell yeah. 

[therealsamshady]

Will You Love Me In The Morning? || Samcent

Sam: frowned as Vincent pulled away from him. His brows knit together in confusion. "Wha---" he was cut off by the blonde beginning to explain himself. As he spoke, Sam scooted over closer until their bodies were right next to each other. He slipped his arms around him and pulled him into him. "Shh...stop...babe...look, I'm not going anywhere, and you're not freaking me out. Look, Vincent..I...I...I love you, and I swear it's going to be different this time. No drugs, no drinking, not hostility...just us, okay? I'm sorry for what happened." He spoke, leaning in to kiss his temple softly before letting his head rest against Vincent's.

Vincent: let out a choked sob as Sam pulled him close, and he immediately buried his face into the other boy's chest. "I-I love you too.." He managed to get out, voice muffled. He knew he probably looked super pathetic and well, gross. He always did when he cried, and Sebastian made sure to remind him of that. Sebastian hated crying in general, though. Sam's comforting embrace seemed to work to calm him, though, and the words ran through his head over and over. How had he gotten so lucky..? Smythe's didn't get this. Smythe's weren't loved. He'd seen Sebastian's heartbreak, seen his mother take multiple lovers and drown her pain with alcohol, and his father. He'd seen him go through assistants like candy, using the poor women until he got bored. He'd accepted the fact that nobody would love him a long time ago.. Yet here was Sam, one of the most closed off people he'd ever seen, someone who'd been hurt worse than even he has.. And he loved him. He really loved him. "I-I'll be good enough..." He whispered, clinging even tighter, as if he was afraid letting go would cause his boyfriend to disappear.

Sam: held him tight to his chest, continuously rubbing his back as he cried. "Baby..." He trailed off, feeling his voice crack as well, "shh it's okay. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere." Sam adjusted their position so that he could lay back and Vincent could rest on his chest. "I've got you. It's okay..."

[therealsamshady]

Will You Love Me In The Morning? || Samcent

Vincent: moved away a little, scooting sideways to where he faced him, legs folding up into Indian style. "I'm really terrified that.. I'm gonna wake up tomorrow and this will all be a dream. And it's too soon and I shouldn't be this terrified to lose you but I am and talking to Kendall made me realize how in deep I already am and I don't want to creep you out or force you into something serious if you're only wanting casual and I probably sound like an idiot-" He paused, voice cracking and eyes filling up with tears. "But I just needed to get it out there that you've had my heart since that damn party, and part of me has hated you for it because I can't let you go, and I honestly don't want to."

Sam: frowned as Vincent pulled away from him. His brows knit together in confusion. "Wha---" he was cut off by the blonde beginning to explain himself. As he spoke, Sam scooted over closer until their bodies were right next to each other. He slipped his arms around him and pulled him into him. "Shh...stop...babe...look, I'm not going anywhere, and you're not freaking me out. Look, Vincent..I...I...I love you, and I swear it's going to be different this time. No drugs, no drinking, not hostility...just us, okay? I'm sorry for what happened." He spoke, leaning in to kiss his temple softly before letting his head rest against Vincent's.

[therealsamshady]

Will You Love Me In The Morning? || Samcent

Vincent: glanced up at his boyfriend, biting nervously at his lip. Though they were still cuddled together, the movie still playing on his tv, they were both equally engrossed in their phone conversations, bodies tense. He could guess what they were both talking about, honestly. "Sam," He started softly, placing a hand on his knee. "I really care about you, a lot."

Sam: was reading the conversation between himself and Talen on his phone, letting out a loud sigh. It was needed to be said, but it still didn't make it any less painful. When he felt Vincent's hand on his knee, he looked down at him. "Yeah, babe. What's up?" he focused in on him, "I care about you a lot too." The boy yawned and then shook his hair out of his eyes, moving his hand down his boyfriend's back, rubbing small circles in the place where he stopped.

[therealsamshady]

Text 2 Sam:

Talen: I know you're probably gonna hate these words but they need to be said.

Talen: He. Is. Not. Annie.

Talen: I know she hurt you but he wouldn't ever betray you like she did. Obviously, he couldn't in the same way but.. He'd never do anything to hurt you at all.

Sam: Damn.

Sam: I know...it's just hard, and it fucking sucks...but like, I know he's different. I want to be different for him too. I want things to be better for us, and I don't want to hurt him again.

[therealsamshady]

Text 2 Sam:

Talen: You won't fuck anything up. You care about him, right?

Sam: Yeah...I really do. He's kind of perfect, man.

[kingofdeceit]

Hozier - Take Me to Church (2014)

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Vincent: Lucky you. :P

Vincent: Be nice. Haha. When she snaps at Talen I grab the popcorn.

Sam: I mean, I am going to the dance with a pretty awesome guy, so I am pretty lucky. Thanks for noticing. B)

Sam: Ha, do I know how to be nice? :P Haha, that's hilarious. I bet they're funny when they starting snipping at each other. I haven't seen them actually argue before...mainly because you can't argue when your faces are pretty much glued together.

[therealsamshady]

Text 2 Sam:

Talen: Oh trust me. I heard.

Talen: My eardrums still haven't recovered.

Sam: Haha. That's what I meant by screaming and stupid stuff.

Sam: I just really hope I don't fuck up this time. Last time we tried anything it was a disaster that nearly landed me in AA meetings.

[hollingsjerk]

[therealsamshady]

Text 2 Sam:

Talen: DOES TOO.

Talen: :))))

Sam: I FUCKING DID IT AND HE SAID YES SO SUCK IT, HEATH.

Sam: Although you probably already know because Vince probably texted Kendall, and there was probably a bunch of screaming and other stupid stuff going down.

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Vincent: Oh god. And Victor and Victoria haven't killed you yet? Awe, Tal. He treats me like I'm another baby brother, I swear.

Vincent: If it's in the right tone, it's 10x as threatening.

Sam: Nope. I'm pretty sure they were never able to identify it was me, or you know, my looks let me slide because I mean, look at me. B) haha. Just kidding.

Sam: Every time I talk to her, I feel like I'm being forced to watch Paula Deen with my mom again. xD

Sam: I did hear her snap at Talen one time and that was pretty fucking scary, though. lol.

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Vincent: Yes, I do.

Vincent: Sam... I'm sorry. I was just really, really hurt and confused.

Vincent: No, she didn't. That was a Smythe original.

Sam: :)

Sam: It's okay. I understand. I deserved it. If it makes you feel any better, I threw up into the Palacios' pool like twice right after you left that night and then Talen dragged me by my collar into the bathroom and was shooting daggers at me so fast that it sounded like Jason Aldean covering an Eminem song.

Sam: Hahaha. Well, that's good...regardless of the fact that I can't take her seriously with that accent.

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Vincent: You would've had them all to yourself, don't lie!

Vincent: We're okay. Good takes more than a dance invite and chicken nuggets, darling. Of course you're still an asshole, but, not necessarily in a bad way.

Sam: ...You know me too well. haha.

Sam: I figured as much, but like I can't get that mental image of you crying and saying how much you hate me out of my head even if I was so wasted when it happened...and that sucks, and I don't want it to happen ever again.

Sam: Ha, thanks. Did Kendall get you to say that.

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Vincent: As dorky as it is, that's actually really cute and I accept your invitation and your nuggets.

Sam: Okay, sweet, because I got two drinks and I didn't know what I was going to do with the other one if you sent me home. ahaha.

Sam: Sweet, though. So, um, are we all good now or do you still think I'm an asshole?

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Sam: I just got off work and got a 20 piece mcnugget. Wanna split it with me as a formal invitation to the dance? I could like, like them all up in a heart or something idk. haha.

[therealsamshady]

Text to Vincent.

Vincent: I'm constantly OVER prepared for things. I actually annoy myself, but Mr. Kurt seems to love helping me work on things so I'm happy. He says I remind him a lot of himself at this age.

Vincent: Of course, Sam. Go for it.

Sam: Ha, that's cool.

Sam: So, uh, if I were to ask you to the dance...what would you say?