On thin ice

Sam's POV:
I woke up, something warm and soft next to me. I opened my eyes and nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw that it was Andy. What!!! Why was he in my- oh. Yeah. The nightmare, him waking me up and comforting me, him seeing my cuts... I smiled at what he had said to me. I must of moved or something, because Andy's eyes slowly opened. He smiled when he saw that I was awake. I felt my face growing hot as he chuckled at me. "Goodmorning sunshine! How did you sleep?" He asked softly. God, his morning voice is... Hot... "I slept well. How about you?" I asked as I stretched my sleepy limbs. "Same here!" He said. He snuggled into me, pulling me close to him. I tensed up at first, not used to being this close to another human being, but then melted into his touch. With anyone else, I would be crying, trying to get away With Andy, it was different. His touch felt soothing instead of uncomfortable. I wished that we could have stayed like that all day, but we had school. "Come on Andy, we have to go to school." I said, trying to get out of his grasp, but he didn't let go. That's when I started having a panic attack. I yanked myself out of his grasp, and huddled into the corner. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry Sam!" I heard him say. I slowly looked at him. He looked like he was going to cry. I smiled at him, reassuring him that I was fine. "It's ok. It's not your fault. That was just so new to me. You didn't know the limits." I stood up and walked over to my dresser, signaling that he had to get out. I picked out a Nirvana shirt to match my backpack, a black sweatshirt, black skinny jeans, and converse. I quickly got ready, then waited by the door for Andy. He finally came down stairs, wearing a Kiss t-shirt, a red plaid long sleeved shirt tied around his waist, black skinny jeans, and dark blue converse. We both grabbed our bags, then ran out the door to get on the bus.

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