Samantha's POV:

"But I'm here now." I can't believe Louis said that. Other people might think that's sweet, but I have a reason not to think that way. He left me broken, and he thinks he can just walk back? I'm not that easy.

"You're not here. You never were." I turned away from him, refusing to talk.

* A few days later *

"Finally out of the hospital!" I said to Miranda, high-fiving her.

"I was getting lonely," Miranda laughed.

"I know. Nothing's ever the same without me!" I joked, punching her shoulder lightly.

We walked back to our flat and when I opened the door, I nearly screamed. What was Louis doing here?

"Um, I think I'll leave..." Miranda backed out the door. I wanted to shout at her, telling her not to leave me, that best friends had to be with each other at times like these. But at the same time, I knew that I had to face this myself.

"What, Louis?" I asked him harshly, averting his gaze. He took my face in his hands, and I could feel the familiar warmth.

"I miss you. I can't live without you," he told me simply. His thumbs wiped my running tears away.

"I-I can't Louis." I backed up against the wall, cornered.

Louis just looked at me sadly. "A second chance?" His shimmering blue eyes were swimming with such emotion. He really did want the second chance. He really did lo--

The door burst open, and at first I thought it was Miranda. Great timing, I thought, but when I saw who it really was, my eyes widened.