Teenage Dream

A/N I do not own Teenage Dream, these lyrics come from Katy Perry and her geniuse mind. Sam an Jacob do belong to me and are my favourite couple right now. Happy reading Cub x

 

Sam shivered slightly, the cold wind whipping around him. Even though it sunny and a clear day, there was still a chill going around the streets. Sam shifted on his feet, rubbing at his arms, his bare arms. T-shirt. He shuddered, he'd promised Jacob this. As soon as his boyfriend has passed his driving test, Sam had promised to wear a t-shirt and go for a drive.

So Jacob passed his test. And Sam was wearing a t-shirt. A nice baby blue one, that fit, that hugged his shoulders and somehow showed off the smooth plains of his flat stomach. But also showed off the purple scars on his pale skin. Running his fingertips over the marks Sam sighed and rubbed his face slightly.

He jumped as Jacob pulled up to the curb, “peeping” slightly. The window wound down on the passengers side and Jacob leaned over, his black square lensed glasses sliding down his nose slightly,

'Hey cutie,' he said, a broad grin on his face, and Sam couldn't help but return it. He slid into the car, some banged up old thing, but it had 4 wheels and 5 seats, and it ran, so Jacob nor Sam where complaining.

Let's go all the way tonight, No regrets, just love, We can dance until we die, You and I, We'll be young forever.



 

'Im taking you somewhere special, where I like to go to write songs,' Jacob said lightly, pushing his glasses up his nose and handling the steering wheel with care. His large tanned hands ran over the wheel and Sam couldnt tear his eyes away from the skill he seemed to have with such a thing,

'Uh-huh,' He muttered out, his fingers rapping against his knees. He wasnt keen on cars usually, but in this one, with Jacob, he felt safe,

'Yeah, its a distance, but I want you to see it,' Jacob reasoned. Sam nodded, relaxing into his seat slightly, resting his head against it,

'Where is it?'

'Swansea,'

'WHAT!?'

You make me, Feel like, I'm living a Teenage Dream, The way you turn me on, I can't sleep, Let's runaway, And don't ever look back, Don't ever look back



 

Jacob pulled up into the only empty car park opposite the beach. The weather here was much better then York. No clouds, all sun, beating down onto the beach. Though it wasnt much of a beach, but it was one and Sam could see why Jacob liked it so much. No one on it, water hitting the shore softly, lapping at the sand. Sam smiled and felt Jacobs warm, big hand wrap around his small bird like one.

Jacob squeezed slightly and lent over, his mouth brushing against Sams cheek,

'Its beautiful Jake,' Sam said simply, turning his head and brushing his lips to Jacobs. Slight pressure was added from the older boy, tongue flicking against Sams bottom lip, asking for permission. Sam oblidged and snaked his own tongue out, his hands cupping Jacobs warm face, fingers tangling into the thick, dark hair of his.

My heart stops, When you look at me, Just one touch, Now baby I believe, This is real, So take a chance, And don't ever look back, Don't ever look back



 

Jacob took Sams hand and led him towards the water, Sam was hesitant. He wasnt keen on water, never mind freezing cold water,

'Come on, please?' Jacob pleaded, his eyes, all big and gorgeous behind his glasses,

'But..but..but...' Sam whined, loosening his grip on Jacobs hand and slipping back,

'Oh Sammy,' Jacob pouted, stepping backwards into the water, cringing at the chill splashed up his calves. He was wearing short already, so his tanned legs where getting soaked easily, the dark hair on his skin slick to his skin. Sam smirked and kicked off his shoes, pulling away his dark socks and rolled up his jeans to past his knees quickly,

'If its cold, your carrying me!' Sam yelled playfully, approaching the water carefully. Jacob grinned and reached out for him as Sam gingerly stepped into the water. He shrieked and launched himself at Jacob, 'Ahhhhhh!'

Jacob laughed loudly, gathering Sam into his strong arms, holding him above the water. Sams pale legs wrapped around Jacobs waist and the taller boys hands rested on his rear, his lips brushing to Sams,

'I love you Samuel,'

'I love you too Jake.'