I wake up with a pounding in my head, and could barley open my eyes from the swelling. I got up washed my face, and headed down stairs to the guest room.

I walk in to find an empty room, but a note on the bed:
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Sam had to go! We both had work, you looked comfortable so we didn't want to wake you! BTW I left my bag in your closet, watch it please will be over later to pick it up. Love you!
xoxo Ashley



I put the note down and lie on the clean bed. I throw my hands on my head whishing all the pain would go away. I began to grow tired again when my phone begins to vibrate. I look and see Nick was calling me.

"Hello" I answer in a raspy voice. "Hey, just wanted to know how you slept", he answeres in a voice to loud for me. "I'm okay", I say trying not to sound upset. "Are you sure?" I didn't respond. "Sam, what happend?", he exclaimes. He probably heard the pain in my voice "I'll be right over."

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He eventually arrives and I hug him so tight. He notices that Iv'e been crying and says "Sam, what wrong?"

I told Nick the whole story while I stopped time from time trying to prevent tears.

He sighs and pulls me in for a hug "You both need space to think things through", he says. "You'll be fine, I promise."

"If he's smart, he'll come back", he continues "He should know how lucky he is, and he'd be stupid to let you go." I smile at him and wipe my tears from my face.

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After a while of talking with him, he had to go. I walked him to the door and he says "Sam, I really like you a lot, so I want to see you happy. Even if it means being happy with another guy. I hope you and Styles work things out", he says kissing my forehead. He walks out and I close the door behind him.

I felt like Nick's little sister. He was always looking out for me, and was always there when I needed him; but I didn't like him the way he liked me.

I head up to my room and get a message from Ashley asking if I found her purse. I walk into my closet and pick it up. I see my suit case and decie to unpack everything.

I began to take out everything. On were pictures in frames of Harry and the others with me. I smiled as I examiend them, then set them down. I take out shirts and jeans. The last thing in there was a sweater, Harrys sweater. I looked at it as it brought memories back. I take it out and set it aside from everything else.

Once everything was out I see a folded peice of paper at the bottom. I curiously opened it and read what it said;

Dear Samantha,
I love you so much babe!! I will miss you soo much while you're gone but I promise you, we will talk everyday until you are back in my arms<333 Hurry back!

Love, Harry

I began to think and realised that was what he was doing when I walked into his room and he was in my suitcase. That when he must ahve slipped in the note, along with his hoodie.

I re-read his letter over and over again. I grab the pictures and set them down next to his hoodie, and set the note on my dresser. I knew I still had feelings for Harry but time wasn't on our side. It jut wasn't working.

I hear my ffront door shoot open and i run down stairs. I see Yesenia and Ashley standing there.

"Ali told us about you and Harry", they say's hugging me. "Ali?", i question them. "Yeah, Niall told her", Ashley says continuing to hug me. "Niall?" I mumble.

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Elenaor: Hey Sammy, im sorry about what happened with you and Harry, but its so stupid! Sorry to be getting in your buisness but just work things out, please sam!

Samantha: I know Eli, but right now isn't such a good time. We're both so busy and can't find time to talk.

Eleanor: Harry has been so down, he is a whole different person, and I hate seeing him like this. The whole time you were gone all he talked anout was you but I get you. Well I hope you're okay and please consider talking to him!

Samantha: I will, don't worry.

Eveything Elenaor was saying is true, but I couldn't find words to tell Harry. Besides he hasn't made an effort to talk to me so maybe he really is over me.