endless love • s.w (completed)

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Guys I really want to change my Twitter @ back to my Sammy one but idk bc I love Nate (also Sam) and idk how I can make a combination of them both :(((( most of them are taken/saved
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Sammy's POV:
I was really hoping we can leave that incident in the past but I know Samantha won't forget about it anytime soon. I get she doesn't want to forgive me but I need her to be mine again. I'm an emotional wreck without her for the past two days. It sucks not having her around to bug me, kiss, play, or do anything to me. I planned on Samantha telling me that she forgives me, that she still loves me but obviously that didn't happen tonight. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my door.

"Who is it?"

"Nate, can I come in?"

"Sure." I only said and sat up in bed.

"What's up?" I asked Nate, wiping a few tears that had ran down.

"How'd it go with talking to Samantha tonight?"

"Shitty. She's so heartbroken because of me. I hate to see her like that, all because of me and that stupid shit I did." I replied honestly.

"Just give her some space bro. Prove to her that she can trust you again. Don't know how but, do it." He told me. I only nodded and thanked him.

"Thanks Skate." I said with a cracked voice and tears flowing down my face.

"It'll be okay at the end Sammy. Head up." He noticed my red eyes.

After Nate talked to me and gave me advice, I laid down in bed again staring at my black ceiling. I know it hurts me even more looking trough her Instagram and Twitter profile but, I did it anyway. I read her tweets.

@/samanthaxo: I miss you so much it hurts.
@/samanthaxo: you did me wrong but I can't get you out of my head. I love you
@/samanthaxo: this week has been shit for me, yay!

It hurt me in ways things never have. I'm so in love with her and I don't know how to make it up to her. She doesn't even want to see my face. I screamed in frustration, not caring if Nate heard me or not. Before going to bed, I posted on Instagram picture.

@/sammywilk: *picture of Samantha* 'we may not be together but I still love this girl to death. I know you guys know what happened and I'm sorry for what I did. It was a mistake. I know lots of people say that for an excuse but mine truly was. It's you and me always and forever baby, even though we aren't together. I'll always love you Samantha. The day you find another guy that is willing to give you all the happiness, I'll be the one crying of joy. ❤️ I can't wait to see that happen.

And with that, I drifted to sleep.
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Samantha's POV
The next morning, my Instagram mentions were blowing up.

I furrowed my eyebrows and rubbed my eyes to see what it was.

Different accounts tagged me in a picture?

I opened up Instagram to see what it was.

It was a picture of me that Sammy posted last night.

As I read the caption, I was at the verge of tears. When I finished reading it, I realized that I was having a full on meltdown for the millionth time this week. How can someone love someone so much? I'm so attached to Sammy, it's crazy. I'm stubborn and will keep saying I won't give in. That's just me. I just can't forgive Sammy so quickly and forget that even happened.

Everyone has seen the picture of him kissing the girl and the video of them being happy with each other. I know if we get back together anytime soon, fans will remind me about what he did and will bring me down. I shook these thoughts out of my head and decided to get ready for the day.

After my shower, I decided to go with light wavy curls, mascara, concealer to cover my bad dark circles, powder and went with a simple outfit. I don't know where I'm going just yet. I guess I'll drive until I find a place. I hopped in my Range Rover and made my way to God only knows where. Then I thought about a place. A place where I can think and just take everything in. I decided to go back to the private beach where Jack and I hung out. It was a beautiful beach and nice to get everything out. I drove and drove until I finally reached it.

Hopping out of my car — while grabbing my phone and sunglasses — I realized there's hardly anyone here again. Just for a few cars parked in the parking lot.

As I walked closer to the shore, I noticed a huge rock that I can sit on and enjoy the view. I went over and sat on it, beginning to stare out at the beautiful ocean quietly. I really needed this.

As it got a little darker, I decided to go get some dinner. Getting off the rock and wiping away any sand that was on my shorts, I looked up to see someone standing there.

"Wha-what're you doing here Sammy?" I asked confusingly. I was perfectly fine while I thought in silence but he showed up. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate his presence. I'm just so upset still.

"I came to think. I guess this place is already taken." He weakly smiled, and started walking away.

"I was just about to leave." I told him. He stopped and turned back around to face me.

"Do you still love me?" He randomly asked.

"Sam-"

"Do you still love me?" He repeats. I only nod, looking down at my shoes.

"Then why can't you just forgive me. Samantha I know it's hard but I can't live without you."

"I forgive but I don't forget Samuel." I simply said, making eye contact with his light brown eyes.

"Was everything you told me in our 9 months, all a lie? That you loved me? That I'm your world?" I asked hesitantly. He sighed and stayed quiet for a second.

"It wasn't a lie Samantha! Please, hear me out." He begged, slightly raising his voice. It didn't scare me though, I know he's trying to get me back.

"I - I just need tim-" I told him but he didn't let me finish.

"How much time do you need!?" This time I did get scared. I've never seen him act like this. I know he's trying but I just can't easily forgive him for what he did. I just wish I can forgive him, tell him that I love him, kiss him and just go back to normal.

"Just know that I haven't gone a day with you not on my mind. I love you Sammy Wilkinson." And with that I started walking back.

"Prove it." I heard him reply. I stopped, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Prove that I love you?"

"Yeah. Prove how much you love me."

"I don't need to prove anything because I showed you all of it while we were together. YOU have to prove to me that I can trust you again." I told him, stepping closer and emphasizing the word 'you.'