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amelie flood x sam golbach
chapter thirty || 🎬🤍🦢

Amelie did in fact not speak to him before he came back from Canada, and that made Sam Golbach a pain to sit beside on a two and a half hour flight.

It was now the twentieth of January and the only contact the two have had was when Riley had Face-Timed him bombarding him with questions, asking if he was okay. Amelie had been sitting opposite of Riley, and the girl had asked her to wave, which she did with a huge smile on her face. He wasn't sure she knew who it was, but he hoped she did.

Instead of driving straight home, Sam took a sharp left that left him a few blocks away from Amelie's apartment. Colby had put a small fight but once Sam sent him a look he immediately sat back in the chair, silently wishing he had of just taken the car keys off the man.

The second the car was in park Sam was already out the door, he left the car running, which Colby was very happy about. As Sam buzzed in - after making Carmen give him and Colby the code ages ago - his friend in the car immediately connected his phone to the aux and blared a random playlist, not caring about the fact that three out of four windows were open.

He raced up the stairs and once he was outside, he knocked on the door without a second thought because if he was to think about what was gonna happen he would run back down the stairs and into his car.

The moment Amelie opened the door, his stomach dropped. This part he really should have thought about. The panic that so clearly flashed in her eyes, made him sick.

Shit.

"You." He said as she stepped aside to let him in.

Sam walked past her, leaving her to furrow her eyebrows, "Me?"

"Why have you been ignoring me?" He asked when they both stepped into the sitting room.

Amelie's face dropped, all humour she was hoping to share with him leaving her face without a trace. She leaned against the back of the sofa and closed her eyes, shaking her head.

"I-What? No, I haven't." She stuttered, her words coming out in a hazy laugh.

Sam could see through her lies and it wasn't the fact she was ignoring him that hurt, it was the face she was lying about it.

There was a deafening silence shared between them for a moment as they just stared at each other. Amelie was nervously picking at the skin around the nail on her thumb and Sam was trying to work out what he was going to say next.

He ran a hand through his hair, "If this is about what happened on new years-"

"It's not!" She cut him off, putting both hands up in front of herself.

Lies.

"Look, if you wanna forget about it then do that, but I'm not gonna stand here and act like it didn't happen."

She shook her head, "It's not that I want to forget about it - It was a great kiss."

"Thank you."

He watched as the corners of her lips twitched into a small smile before it was gone just as fast as it came, "I don't want to act like it didn't happen and I don't want you to act like that either. It's just-" She closed her eyes, trying to conjure up the courage to get the words she had been practising over and over in her head for the past week, "I would consider you one of my favourite people to be around... And I don't want that to change. I'm scared that if something did happen between us again and it didn't work out and you hate me because of it-"

Sam took a huge step closer to her, taking her face between his hands and making her look at him, "I would never hate you." He said so quietly Amelie was sure you could hear her heartbreaking.

"You say that now, but what happens in six months when everything is fucked!" She frowned, "If something happens and then it goes to shit that means Colby and I aren't friends. You two won't talk to Carmen, Rue or Riley. I'm not putting, not only my friendship with you, but everyone elses on the line. I won't do it."

He thought for a moment, unsure of what to say. This was not what he was expecting to hear. He thought he was gonna come in and she would tell him it was a mistake and they would move on and never talk about it. And while he got a small feeling she did think it was a mistake, it wasn't in the way he thought it would be.

She looked to the side and Sam returned to his original spot in front of her.

"I said I wasn't going to act like it didn't happen, but maybe we should then."

Amelie's attention snapped back to him with wide eyes. A faint crease appearing between her brows. The slight shake of her head was the only response she gave.

He sent her a half smile, "Not, like, forget-forget about it, but..." He shrugged, "Just not focus on it. Go back to the way things were."

"What-No! That's not what I was saying." She said, standing up completely.

"I know what you were saying and I get it- Trust me. I understand where you're coming from. I also consider you one of my favourite people too and I don't want to lose that over something so stupid."

His use of the word stupid made her head twitch to the side slightly, but she chose not to dwell on it.

She took a moment before nodding, "If that's what you think is best then... Fuck it."

"Fuck it?" He asked.

"Fuck it." She confirmed, "You are one of my best friends and one silly little kiss isn't going to change that."

this isn't how this was supposed to go down but i got distracted and forgot my original plan so yolo

ALSO THIS BOOK IS SILLY AND STIPID AND CORNY ITS SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAG. SIRE THERE WILL BE SLIGHT ANGST BUT OVERALL ITS A STUPID LITTLE FANFIC ITS NOT FLIPPING OSCAR WILDE LIKE COME ON

i have enough chapters prewritten that i could maybe create a schedule for the next two-ish weeks.

wednesday, friday, sunday? starting next week?? (24th cause i'm busy this weekend 😭)

ALSO TAYLOR SWOFT??? HELLO. 31 songs.