A N G E L --- A Sam Holland Fanfiction

Chapter[31]

SAM'S P.O.V :

When we reached home, we noticed that mum and dad were out of town for a couple of days so we chatted about things we could do, but then I stated the fact that Emma was nowhere around and I recognized she was still angry at me, so she must probably be in my bed.

So I told the other fools that I will check on her, receiving, of course, a few grins, but I didn't care.

I made my way upstairs, went to my bedroom, and cracked the door gradually open. She spun around to view who it was and shifted back immediately, remarking that it was only me. I noticed that she still had a sullen look on her face, making me breathe slowly and recognizing my mistake :

"Emma," she then snapped :

"What?"

"I am sorry for mentioning the story to the guys. I thought it would be entertaining, but I suppose it wasn't. So I am sorry."

"Mm, go on." I glanced at her face gently loosening and rolled my eyes while she turned her whole body around to face me as I sat on Harry's bed ;

"Ugh, fine... I understand I shouldn't have told them, and it was an error, and I should ask you first if you want something to be discussed or not."

"Mm, fine. Apology partially admitted."

"Come on, love, please." As I said that, I saw her grin, so I concluded that I just had to give her nicknames :

"Emmy...please." I saw her blush and look away from my gaze, so I smirked and persisted:

"Angel, come on, I will give you a hug..." She quickly jumped up and into my arms and hugged me, and said :

"First, apology wholly accepted. Second..." She got near my ear, which sent shivers down my spine, and muttered:

"What did you just say?"

She said this while looking at me in the eyes and biting on those luscious lips of hers that I would die to kiss. My mind went crazy, and my breath hitched in my throat.

I tried to articulate, but instead of coming out seductively like intended it to be, it hardly came as a needy undertone :

"Angel..."

She then flushed, imperceptibly tensing up a bit because of the closeness, but she instantly took out her phone and played 'Don't Call Me Angel' by Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus, Lana Del Rey. Oh, God. She does have a problem with Lana Del Rey.

She went on lip-syncing to this song while I just gaped at her. This girl will be the death of me. She finds a song to relate to for every circumstance. After the song finally ended, she volunteered to go down to the boys, so that's what we did.

EMMA'S P.O.V:

As I hopped down the stairs, I noticed the boys in front of me and chose to get back at Sam:

"Guys, according to Sam, my name isn't Emma," Sam then widened his eyes and just shook his head, and the three boys were smirking, and Harry talked :

"Oh really? how come?"

"Well, I have four new names." Haz chimed in :

"What are those names?"

"Well, first of is Love..." Tom replied :

"We know that. Believe me." I snickered and moved on :

"There is Emmy." They all glanced at Sam and wolf-whistled aloud :

"And last but not least... Do you mind telling them yourself, Sammy?" They hollered again at the nickname and waited for him to speak, and he did :

"Ugh, it's not that big of a deal." Harry immediately clapped back :

"So what is it then?" and I chimed in :

"Yeah, what did you call me a couple of minutes ago?" 

Sam rolled his eyes then stared at the floor, muttering the answer but in a way that was audible enough to be heard by everyone :

"Angel."

The boys' eyes went wide as they rushed and tackled Sam while taunting him, Paddy rolling his eyes, and I just sat there observing it all unfold like the goddess I am.

After a few minutes of torture, I told them they could settle down and that we all have to sleep. We told Haz to come back tomorrow morning, and each of us went to their bed except me, who snuck out downstairs and rested beside Sam once more as he kept me tight to his warm figure.

In his arms, I seemed secure, like no one could reach me. Like I could never get injured, and for a second, while I was drifting off to sleep, I thought about nothing but the guy beside me. Inexplicably, I found myself nuzzling my face crook of his neck and slightly running my fingers through his brown locks, dozing off peacefully to sleep. I think I might be falling for him more than I wanted, and I wished he might feel the same way.

In the morning, we awoke to Paddy rocking Sam slowly, but he presumed it was Harry, so he went off until he noticed his younger brother, who didn't intend any wrong, so I just struck him for yelling at his littlest brother.

We still didn't want to get up, so we lounged on the sofa until the guys got irritated and attempted to tear us away from each other. But Sam wouldn't allow them and would clutch onto my waistline even more or push the boys.

The divs gave up when Haz appeared, but he soon followed them to get us up from the couch. But in vain again. Sam was obstinate, and I was chuckling at his behavior.

The three older boys started shooting ridiculous comments at us which made me instantly bend down and reach for my sandal, propelling it and making it land right on Harry's head since he was the nearest one. He yelped in pain once the shoe hit him which caused all the other boys to laugh at him.

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