Sammy Wilkinson imagine

part 26

****SAMS POV

i stromed into camerons room. he was sitting on the bed. 

"what the fuck is wrong with you?" i blurted out

he stood up immediately, "when i saw her i just...i wanted to see if the feelings were real or if i just wanted her, you know?" he said casually

anger was muzzled up inside of me, i wanted to just punch him

"why would you do that?" i asked, trying to calm myself down

"shes hot" he shrugged

"dont talk about her like that," i shoved him

"relax," cameron chuckled

"i cant fucking relax." i breathed. i calmed myself down, "just dont do anything like that again." i warned, walking out.

*******MORGANS POV

i was pacing back and forth by the pool, telling mahogany what had just happened

"im sorry" she said hugging me. we decided to not tell the rest of the boys, because we didnt want everyone to be mad at cameron, because the fans would be able to tell at the event, and that would result in lots of drama. 

sam came out of the hotel, running up to me, he spun me around and held his hands around my hips so my back was facing him. he backed us up and sat us down so i was on his lap. 

"im sorry. he wont do it again." he promised. 

"what did you say to him" i asked

"i asked him to stay away from you." 

he kissed me and i pulled away, "im sorry."

"for what?" he asked me, "you didnt kiss back, did you?"

i shook my head, no. "but i shouldnt have followed him."

"you didnt know he was going to kiss you, not your fault," he told me

a few minutes later, cameron walked down. "hi brooke" he waved 

what the fuck was he trying to piss sam off for?

i just stared over at him, grabbing onto sam tighter. 

"i like your bathing suit," cam shouted from across the pool. i looked at sam, he looked mad.

"ignore him." i whispered. 

all the guys looked at cameron weirdly, because they had no idea what was going on. and we didnt tell them anything. 

"you sure you dont wanna go back up to the room?" sam asked. 

"you're just trying to make him jealous, this isnt about me."

"no, i want to do this." sam promised, looking into my eyes

"i dont know..."

"come on." he persuaded me. he kissed my neck for a second, only making me want him more. i really did want to go back to his room with him. but was it a bad idea? probably. but i turned him down so much, and then i kissed his best friend. he deserved this.

i finally nodded, looked over at cameron, who looked pissed as sam led me into the hotel with his hands on my hips, tugging at my suit already. i glanced back and cameron looked almost sad. "johnson, gilinsky, stay out of the room for a while, okay?" sam yelled over loud enough for cameron to hear

the guys laughed and nodded and sam led me back into the hotel and up to his room, locking the door.