Samanthas POV
“He will be alright Sam.” Liam said reassuringly as he and Niall moved the sofa back into it’s right position and direction, before helping me to sit down on it. I was still slightly shaky from what had happened.
Harry and Donny had almost killed each other but luckily for Harry’s sake Donny had managed to run out he apartment laughing. Due to this Harry had practically gone mental. He threw everything possible across the room, he hit the wall over and over again. The guys had to try and get him to stop, right now Louis and Zayn were in the bedroom with him, calming his angry self down.
The thought of Tanya and Donny have sex on Harry’s bed made me shiver, I doubt I ever I wanted to sleep there again and Harry probably felt the same.
Suddenly the door open and Harry came out, walking over and throwing his bed sheets into the bathroom.
“What fuckin sick fuck would-“ Liam cut him off.
“Harry. It’s done. Don’t let him get to you like this.” Harry’s eyes widened with rage and he threw his phone which was on the table next to me across the room.
“Don’t let him get to me like this?! DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID ABOUT SAM?!” I cowered back into the sofa and Nialls hand rested on my arm, I knew this was meant to be comforting but it scared me even more.
Looking away from Harry’s gaze on me I noticed the dried up blood around my knee from when I had fallen. With instinct I automatically licked my fingers and started to try and wipe the blood away.
“No Sam.” It was Harry, he stormed off into the kitchen and returned with a wet towel. He pressed it against my blackened cut and started to wipe the blood away.
“Harry do you want us to stay tonight? You know incase…” Liam trailed off and Harry’s eyelids closed from frustration. His hand was on my thigh and the other still had the cloth pressed against me.
This was all my fault. This would have never happened if I had just grabbed the cigarettes and ran. But no Sam decided to smash a bottle into the most beautiful guy she had ever seen’s back and fallen straight in love with him, within a matter of days. Where were the walls I always put up now? They would have stopped this. They would have made everyone leave before anything could have happened. I was losing it. I needed to man up, I was weak, I needed my strong self back. But then again…had I ever been strong before?
“No I will be fine.” His eyes now opened and they glanced up into mine. They started to collect all the rubbish and take it over to the bin. “NO! I mean no, it’s fine, please guys go.” His voice trembled as he said this as though he was about to break apart.
“Harry-“
“GO.” Louis looked at the other guys in dismay and the all made their way out of the apartment. Shutting the door gently behind them.
Harry started to clean my wound once more but I spoke in protest.
“I’m not a baby I can do it myself.” I took the cloth from him and started to wipe at it. Harry looked into my eyes, the were big, intimidating yet softening. The fragments of yellow here and there sparked up beauty and his prominent lashes hung silently around them like feathers.
He stood up and ran his hands through his hair, I watched as he pressed his palms against his eyes and let out a groan of annoyance before punching the wall one more time. I jumped and the cloth dropped onto the floor, quickly I picked it up and limped to the kitchen. I put it into the sink and took out a glass. Pouring cold water into it and walking over to Harry.
He stood there un responding, I placed the glass down and used my only arm to help him sit down on the sofa. Sitting next to him, his head fell onto my shoulder and his arm snaked around my waist lightly. He hugged me softly, the warmth from his body trying to break through the darkness it was supplying. I ran my hands through his curls softly before passing the glass of water to his lips. He took it from me but still hid his face into the crook of my neck.
“Harry, I know this sounds weird but-“
“I know what you are going to say.” He mumbled into me, his hand now caressing my hip as we lay back against the sofa together.
“You do?” I spoke up surprised.
“I’m reckless and stupid. I abandoned you when you needed me, I’m hopeless, I’ve never been in love like this before Sam I don’t know how to do it anymo-“
“No no no you aren’t any of those things Harry. I wanted to say that…well you know a lot about me but I don’t know a lot about you. That’s what’s missing between us.”
He lifted his head up and I gazed gently into his hurting eyes. They showed pain and discomfort. I ran the back of my hand lightly across his cheek and placed a light kiss against his lips.
“I want to know what it is you are hiding. I’ve let my walls drop. I never knew I would do that, never even imagined someone would be able to help me through the things I’ve been through. But then I met you. You changed everything, and I realised it was because…you have walls too.” I said softly.
Everything fell silent. He looked away from me suddenly and rested his elbows on his legs, taking a huge sip from the glass of water. I sat next to him, as still as possible trying not to pressure him into doing anything.
“What time is it?” He said quietly, his eyes only slightly glancing over his shoulder at me. I had upset him and now he just wanted to sleep. Feeling defeated I looked at the clock and saw it was around half eleven at night.
“30 minutes until midnight…” I trailed off lightly, my hand running up and down his back carefully. Tracing the outline of the muscles in his back with the tip of my finger. He had never seen me be this affectionate with him. When I last had done this, he had been asleep. Silently dreaming about the things he hoped for in life, silently imagining a realm of unrealistic things.
“I guess we have time.” I stared confused before I found myself being pulled up off of the sofa.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m going to show you my walls.”
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Harry’s hand was holding onto mine all the time we walked. I was scared he was going to suddenly break down again and kept squeezing his hand in reassurance. I wasn’t going anywhere and whatever had happened to him I was going to be there for him.
Looking over to him I saw his strong jaw bone, his structured features becoming highlighted under the moonlight. He was wearing a black t shirt which made his tan skin and green eyes stand out even more.
When he looked back at me, I saw him smile slightly and we both stopped. His hands cupped my cheeks and his eyes poured down into mine.
“Do you love me?” He said quietly, his eyes averting from my lips to my eyes. I could feel the blush creeping onto my pale cheeks.
“Yes.” I breathed softly before his lips crashed onto mine and I felt him move his lips delicately against mine. Using my only arm I ran it up his back and into his curls, fisting them gently and kissing him back harder.
He parted from me and spoke again even quieter.
“I want you to know me. I don’t want to hide from you anymore.” He had been hiding from me? How could I have been so selfish all this time. Only caring about what I had done. No wonder he would get so upset with me, I didn’t notice that he was also being more distant than a normal person would.
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“I want to know.” I said, looking into his eyes for something. Anything to show me that I hadn’t hurt him too bad from only just realising something was wrong.
He placed another warm kiss to the corner of my mouth before he held my hand again and steered me down an ally way.
“Uh Harry?” I called out nervously. It was extremely dark and the only light was nearing at the end.
“It’s okay, I knew it would be dark at this time.” His hand held mine tighter and we walked to the end. The walls were covered in graffiti, swear words and couples names were spray painted all over. Smashed beer bottles and rubbish was loitered all along the sides and small tinkling noise signalled water flowing a long into a drain.
We came to the end and there was a load of bushes and trees blocking the way. Harry’s hands were on my hips as he helped me down the steep rocky hill gently. When we were at the bottom we passed through a small gap in-between a load of trees and plants. I noticed a rusty gate when we walked further, it looked like it had been used so many times it had lost it’s purpose. What once was black paint was now smothered with orange rust. A small sign hung onto it for life, that too was rusting. But my eyes couldn’t pick out what it said in the darkness of the trees.
Harry’s hand still clung to mine, he was completely silent as we walked through the towering trees. The night sky only barely seeping through small gaps between the leaves. It was as though the plants and trees were making an archway for us to walk through, creating a magical sense about the pathway.
We came out to a clearing. Trees were still everywhere, cowering over the area. They seemed to be in a circle around the clearing in the middle, the night sky a huge circle above us.
Looking towards Harry he was smiling at my open mouth and placed a kiss onto my head, as his arms went around my hips and I was pulled back against his torso.
“What is this place?” I questioned quietly, my voice still coming out slightly amazed from the view we were encountering.
In the middle of the clearing lay a small rock, dried up flowers had been nailed into it and I could feel my black boots walking me over to it. Harry stay where he stood, watching my every move. The rock had been submerged in plants, the writing barely visible anymore.
I ran my finger over the carved in stone and my mouth fell agape from shock.
Des Styles and Anne Styles
Loving parents, friends, aunt and uncle
R.I.P
Died 2001.
“Harry…” I trailed off slowly, I turned to see him watching me. His parents were dead. He had no one. Just like me. I guess I had my little sister, but she didn’t even know who I was. She wouldn’t be bothered if I had gone.
He walked over slowly and sat next to the stone, his long fingers took one of the pink dried up flowers which had been nailed to the stone and he hung it into my hair. I blushed slightly and looked into his eyes. He stared back into mine before he looked up into the night sky.
“How…how old were you..?”
“Seven. Both of them shot. In front of me.” He said this with no emotion as though he was trying to hold himself together for me.
I reached my hand across the tall plants and found his. His fingers entwined with mine and I saw his eyes glistening under the moon light.
“Harry…” I wanted so badly to comfort him, wrap my only arm around him. Yes he was bigger than me, stronger than me, taller than me but he needed someone right now. And I wanted to be that someone.
Moving over to him I sat right next to him, he was still looking up into the night sky and I rested my head on his shoulder. He placed a kiss to the top of my head and I felt his breath gently fluxing against me.
“Where you…close?”
“Extremely. I mean I don’t remember it much, I was only seven. But I still get this feeling that, everytime I come here, when im mad or upset. They are here like they use to be, telling me off for singing too loudly, moaning when I didn’t get the meal I wanted for dinner. Silly things like that. But they made my life whole. You never realise how much something means to you until it’s gone. You wonder why I’m so protective over you…I’ve never loved anyone other than my family and they aren’t here anymore. Because someone decided it would be fun to plant a bullet in them. I spent years trying to find him. Trying to find the guy that took the life away from my parent’s eyes.”
His face fell down and his bottom lip was trembling slightly. I was about to comfort him but he carried on talking quietly.
“We are a lot more alike than you think Sam.” He sighed and rested his head on the top of mine gently before pulling me closer into him. “I turned to alcohol, drugs and even smoking. Something which I never ever thought I would do. All because I was angry over some guy I would never even find again.”
I played with his hand lightly. Trying to comfort him as best as I could. “You know I just lost everything. Including myself. Music was a huge part of me and I just…didn’t even think about it anymore. That was until I met the guys one night in a gig venue. We became really close friends and I finally thought I had someone again. Yes no one could ever replace how much I loved parents. But someone did replace the emptiness that followed me. Someone did stop the loneliness, the hurt I was always carrying. And that was you…”
I quickly wiped my eyes and laughed.
“Never thought I would cry over something so cheesy before.” Harry laughed too and trailed light kisses down my cheek and neck.
“Why do people have to die Harry?” He stopped and those big green eyes peered down into mine.
“We live and then we die. I guess that’s how it works.” He shrugged but I could tell there was more he wanted to say.
“Are you scared?” I spoke carefully, whispering it to him. The night sky was dotted with stars, bright and dim, their edges slightly hazy when you looked at the same one for too long. It was beautiful.
“Of what?” He smiled at me and I ran my finger slowly along his cheek and jaw.
“Of dying?”
“No. But I am scared of dying alone.”
“Do you think, you will die alone?” I spoke up at the end of this sentence, realising I shouldn’t have said it.
His hand entwined with mine once more and his lips brushed my forehead. Slowly his arms went around my waist and he lowered us down onto the grass and flower covered bed. Resting my head against his chest, his long fingers twirled the ends of my hair and he started to sing softly. His velvety voice drifting in and out of my mind.
“I won’t let these little things,
Slip out my mouth.
But if it’s true.
It’s you.
It’s you they add up to.
I’m in love with you…
And all your little things.”
The reckless boy sang to the broken girl, and I dreamt of nothing but him.
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Notes

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! :)
Sorry it was kinda soppy but i had to get this in because next chapter WILL BREAK YOU HEART INTO A THOUSAND TINY PIECES...im just kidding...or am i ;)

Katie x