Sam's POV

My heart was shattered watching the events unfold in the kitchen. I knew his parents might be hesitant to accept the fact that I'm dating their son, but for his father to straight up disown him?

I held tightly onto Ty as he cried. I felt so hopeless at this moment. I wanted nothing more than to run back out there and to fix the problem. To tell them that I'm the best damn thing that has ever happened to Ty and that no girl, and no one else for that matter, can be. I know we're crazy young and this is probably just puppy dog love, but Ty is it for me. There was no one else I wanted to be with and I was going to fight for him.

And who fucking cared if I drove for another team? We're not trading secrets about our setup. Hell, I know if I told Ty what mine was, it wouldn't even work for him. It made me angry that his father would look at me as the enemy when it was nothing like that to begin with. It was just harmless banter that got both of us riled up before races. That's what drivers do and he of all people should know that.

I pulled out my phone, shot a text off to my mom giving her a heads up that I needed to talk to her and dad privately when I came back home and that I was bringing Ty with me. I don't want to blindside them or have an encounter like this.

This was supposed to be Ty's day of coming out and all it did was push him back in further. I didn't know how to move on from this or to help him, but I knew I had to get him out of here and fast.

While Ty was fast asleep in my arms, I booked us two tickets to Wisconsin. I knew he would most likely have to come back to Charlotte to prepare for Daytona, but until then, he was going to stay with me. I quietly pulled away from Ty wanting to start packing for him and stared down at him as he dreamed.

He looked so peaceful and happy but I knew when he woke up he'd be anything but. I just pray that things turn around for him.

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"They're not going to hate me, are they? I mean, I know your dad knows of our rivalry on track but..." Ty let out a shaky breath as I drove to my house.

"They won't hate you, Ty, I promise. They know you're coming home with me and I want to talk to them."

"But, do they know about us like that? If they don't approve of this I don't know what we're going to do. If we can't have our parents on our side then no one will be."

"Hey," I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "Stop panicking. They're going to be on our side. My parents love me and they have no beef with you. If anything, they just tell me to go out and kick your ass every week and when you've beat me, they always tell me the best car won but I'll beat you next time. They don't care if you're a Gibbs, Ty, they'll only care about how happy you make me."

"Are you sure?"

"I promise. I wouldn't steal you away from Charlotte if that wasn't the case. I mean, I know you expected the same thing, but..."

"I know, I should have known better. My dad hasn't returned any of my texts or calls."

"Give him time, babe, I know he will."

"I hope you're right."

I would be lying if I wasn't nervous, but a calming sensation went over my soul the moment I parked my Tahoe in the garage. My mom squealed when she saw us and I knew right then and there I was in trouble.

"Sammy!" She hugged me tightly as we walked into the living room with our bags in our hands. I couldn't breathe and I felt so embarrassed when she called me my pet name.

"Sammy?" Ty laughed under his breath and I shot him a death glare.

"Mom, meet Ty, officially," I took a breath and wanted to rip the band-aid right off, "my boyfriend." My mom blinked in surprise but her smile never faltered and I knew then that everything was going to be alright.

"Ty, my sweet boy." She grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug. I watched for a moment, waiting to see if Ty would react and when he hugged her back, I couldn't help but get choked up. "Let me cook you boys something to eat and then we have a lot to talk about." My mom gave me a quick kiss on my forehead and patted Ty's as she disappeared into the kitchen, humming away.

Ty looked at me with a bright smile on his face. It was night and day from earlier in the day.

"Sammy," Ty laughed so loudly at this and I smacked his ass walking towards my bedroom.

"Don't even start."

"Okay, Sammy." I stopped dead in my tracks and turned on a giggling Ty. He tried to hide his smile but it was useless.

I grabbed Ty by the front of his shirt and kissed him passionately, licking into his mouth to entice a moan out of him. I pulled away just as quickly, laughing when he chased my lips.

"That's what I thought, pretty boy." Ty rolled his eyes and blushed and muttered something under his breath I couldn't hear.

I wanted to ask him but it was fruitless because the moment we got into my bedroom he pushed me on top of my bed, laughed at how my bedroom still looked like a 13 year old boy lived in it and then kissed me in a way that he's never kissed me before.

"What was that for?"

"Just thanking you for everything. It means so much to me that you'll steal me away from home and bring me here. I was so scared your parents wouldn't like me." I pulled Ty into my arms, loving how perfect he fit in them.

"I had to, Ty, I'm falling in love with you. I couldn't leave you behind." I wiped away a tear that fell down his cheek.

"You love me?" He asked hopefully.

"Yes, Ty, I realized as I stood there listening to your parents yell and scream that I had to fight for you, for us. So yes, Ty, I'm in love with you. I feel it so strongly in my heart." Ty rested his forehead on mine, his eyes closed as he breathed me in.

"I love you, too, Sam, so fucking much."

"Please don't ever let me go," I whispered, "because I'm starting to realize I can't live without you."

"Nothing can tear us apart, Sam, I promise you that." He kissed me then, sealing his promise and I kissed him back with just as much love and adoration.