Temptation [Sam Thompson FanFic, Celebrity Big Brother 2017 UK]

21

DAY 21
defiant

   Slowly fluttering my eyes open, I grin as I notice Jordan waking up on my right. Wrapping my arms around him, the two of us cuddle for a while, before he whispers to me, quiet enough not to wake Sam who is still sleeping behind us up.

"Are you worried for tonight?" He questions.

I shake my head. "Not really, I know I'm not up, but you, Sam and Jem are up, so I'm just hoping that you're all okay," I smile a little.

Jordan nods. "I reckon out of everyone up, that it'll be me leaving," he admits.

"What? No way, I think... that's so hard actually, because you and Sam are the nice ones who don't do anything bad, whereas Jemma's in like arguments most of the time." I frown. "But there's still like Sandi, Sarah and Chad, so don't worry about it."

Jordan sighs. "I don't know, because Sarah and Chad are in a showmance so everyone wants to watch them, and Sandi who's literally amazing, so..." he trails off with a frown.

"Jords, you're literally going to be fine," I hug him tighter.

He hugs back. "We'll have to wait and see, but if I go, keep being you because you're literally amazing, so just be true to yourself,"

I let out a chuckle. "You sound so inspiring, it's really weird for you, considering you're never serious," I tease him.

Jordan nudges me a little. "I'm fun though so shush,"

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After Jordan leaves the bedroom, I decide to stay in bed until Sam wakes up. It takes him at least half an hour until his eyes slowly flutter open, as his lips curl upwards into a wide smile. His arms wrap around my body as he pulls me into him, smiling against my forehead as I cuddle into his chest.

"Good morning, sleepy head," I mumble into his collarbone.

He presses a kiss to my forehead. "Good morning, love," he replies as I pull back, climbing out of bed as he frowns at me. "Where are you going?" He asks as he frowns.

"I'm going to get ready, come on," I pull on a pair of shorts and a tight graphic tshirt, grinning at my outfit as I look in the mirror.

Sam jumps out of bed in only his boxers as he walks over to his closet, pulling out some clothes as he tosses them onto his bed. He walks over to his bed, as I sit down on Shaun's, watching his chiselled body as I bite my lip. As he picks up his shirt, he glances over in my direction, before taking a double take as he notices me watching him closely.