I RECOMMEND THIS SONG TO LISTEN TO AT THE BEGINNING :D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQ4pY1oyIjU

My eyes fluttered open slowly, to the sound birds were creating in the distance. Birds? Inside? When my eyes had fully restored to their awake self, they came into focus. Trees were surrounding me, all caving in around a small circular clearing, covered in grass, plants and much more. Small rocks were deteriorating all around, but my body was closest to a bigger one in the middle.
My eyes drifted over the sleeping boy next to me. His long lashes as delicate as usual and his messy curls pushed away from his forehead with frustration. He looked calm, like nothing in the world could ever disturb him. As though his mind was flooded with nothing but hope.
Softly I ran the tip of my finger along his jaw bone and the events of last night came flooding to me. Harry’s parents. Dead. My heart felt heavy and I leaned down ever so slightly. My lips brushing his forehead with passion.
“I’m going to look after you now Harry…” I trailed off quietly, placing a small kiss to his warm skin. It sent a small caress of energy through my body. I noticed the tight black dress I was wearing from the party, covered in grass stains and a few pink, dried up flowers fell out of my messy hair. Taking them into my palm I cradled the small petals and looked over to the stone. More were there, all still drying out and becoming no longer a colour but a faded memory. Gently I took more from under the nail and started to place them in Harry’s thick brown hair.
He stirred under my touch and I smiled. His breathing became slower and I knew he was calm. Looking around the clearing I noticed a small patch of sunlight, only hitting one area on the grass bed. The trees cowered tightly over us, only letting small fragments of light through. This place was a graveyard. But a truly beautiful one of that.
Getting up quietly I walked around the trees, running the tips of my fingers against the green leaves, it was warm out. Summer was obviously nearing and I could feel happiness sinking into my veins. I crouched down onto my knees and started to pick more flowers. Daisy’s mostly covered everywhere so I ended up with only a few more pink ones and handful of white flowers with their yellow pollinated centres.
Walking back over to him, I got onto my knees again. His arm was lying out next to him, where my body had been. The other was across his body, his large slender hand resting lightly on him. Metal rings surfacing his long fingers. It rose up and down with every breath he took. I had never seen something that was so careless look so mesmerising.
Taking my flowers I started to put them in his hair once more. I couldn’t help but smile at this. The black outfit he wore, contrasted with the pastel colours of the delicate petals. It was like a dream I use to have when I was younger. The boy turned into the weak one and the girl was there to care for him.
I had never really cared for anyone before. Not even myself. But now I knew I had to care for Harry and my sister. This was a new start, a new beginning.
Harry’s green eyes were staring back into mine and I hadn’t even realised with my trailing thoughts.
“What are you doing to my hair?” His low morning voice made my body shiver with delight, and I felt his warm hand run down my neck and shoulder before entwining with mine.
“Turning you into a princess.” I spoke happily before he sat up making our lips meet each other. His mouth tried to hold onto mine for more but we kissed each other softly and quickly. My lips brushed against his as I noticed the corners of his mouth curve up into a smile.
“We should be getting back.” He said before I found myself being rolled onto my back and he was resting on top of me. “Should.” He said again and smiled before tracing his lips over my jaw bone and neck lightly. I wiggled my broken arm in its sling trying to distract him.
“Harry I have a broken arm. This isn’t the greatest time to-“
His lips pressed against mine and his black top was pulled up over his head. I looked up into his eyes and our noses touched gently, my free hand ran down his strong torso, my gaze never leaving his. His breathing had started to get heavier and I could tell he wanted it. I jumped slightly when his hand cupped my thigh, pulling the tight black dress up higher over my hips.
Wrapping my arm around his neck I held onto his messy curls as he kissed down my neck and shoulder. I felt his fingers hook into my underwear and he started to pull it down slowly. His breath trickled into my ear and I felt my heart hammering beneath my chest.
“I don’t want to do anything you aren’t comfortable with…” He spoke a little breathlessly from what was happening. I let out a small gasp for air, when hadn’t realised I had been holding and brought his eyes back onto mine.
We looked into each other for a while, his tongue running slowly over his plump lips as his torso brushed against the top of my dress. My eyes glanced over his beautiful features and then I looked back into his green iris’s.
“I think maybe…we should do it in a bed for our first time…” I spoke nervously, my body was still going crazy for him but I tried to hold back as much as I could. He smiled slowly and kissed me again, this time even harder. As though he was clinging onto my touch for dear life. His arms went around my waist and he was sitting me up right on his lap. We stayed there, still. Listening to the birds in the distance whilst our finger tips explored our exposed skin. His trailed up and down my thighs slowly as he kissed against the crook of my neck, causing me to moan quietly into his ear. Mine travelled up and down his back, his torso and along his cheek bones, all whilst our eyes never left the others.
“This place is so pretty Harry.”
“It’s even better now you are here.” I blushed and I felt his hold pull me up off the floor. He took his t shirt and slipped it back over his head and his arm fell around my waist again.
We walked back through the pathway which was submerged under hundreds of trees. Their roots bringing up the pathway in certain places, making me watch my step all the time we walked. My boots scuffed along the rocks and leaves, creating a small hue of dust in the air. Looking back I could barely see the small graveyard through the thick course leaves and trees blocking the view. The small rusted gate came into view and the hill was becoming more prominent.
Harry helped me up the rocky hill, his hands having to move onto my bum to help me up and I squirmed and fell down into him. He quickly grabbed me and held me to him.
“Why did you do that?” He said frantically, brushing the hair from my face.
“You touched my bum!” I said trying not to laugh. He smirked and I felt his hands on my bum for a second time. Trying not to giggle I stuck my tongue out at him and started climbing the rock with one hand. I could tell my dress was so high up Harry was getting the front seat view.
“Could you not do that please green eyes!?” I exclaimed laughing and his hands were on my hips helping me up.
“Sorry no can do Bottle girl.” We both exchanged grins, thinking back to the first time we had met.
When we finally reached the top of the hill we came back into the Ally way and there was a group of guys huddled to the side. My eyes widened and I felt Harry stiffen next to me as they all looked over. I suddenly felt extremely self-conscious, realising that I never felt this way around Harry. We were so comfortable with each other. Well when we had our clothes on.
Harry’s hand went around my waist and we started to walk past the guys, not making eye contact. However I noticed Harry glaring at them from the corner of my eye, due to my dress being extremely short and tight.
A wolf whistle sounded and I saw Harry stop in his tracks. He turned slightly and his breathing hitched up a level.
“No Harry, just keep walking.” I grabbed his hand and tried to pull him but he stood exactly where he was. Rooted to the spot with anger. “Harry, harry , harry come on…” I sounded desperate and tried to pull his arm to get him to move. That’s when I noticed it.
I had seen those guys somewhere before. A smoke cloud in my memory, the smell of cigar and tobacco streaming through the particles in the air. Donny’s laugh next to me and a load of guys following with their laughter.
They were Donny’s friends. And they would recognise me if we didn’t get out soon.
“Harry.” I said frantically, running around him I pushed him away from their direction but he started to walk over to them. “Harry there are six of them, one of you and my only available arm. Let’s go.” Whispering so that only he could hear I tried to steer him away, but he was too strong and I felt my arms around his waist as he stood in front of them. Me cowering behind, looking completely stupid.
“Bit of a downgrade from Donny don’t you think Sammi?” One of the boys scoffed and Harry’s breathing became heavier, his knuckles turning white form the rage surging through his body.
“Don’t you talk to her.” Harry’s low voice announced threateningly. What was he doing? He didn’t even know them?
“How are you parents Harry? Still dead in the ground?” Another one spoke up and they all started laughing. “Aw little mummy’s boy here is getting upset.” He said mockingly before another load of laughter broke out.
I couldn’t deal with this anymore. Harry’s was going to do something he would regret and I told him I would look after him from now on.
Without realising what I was about to do I ran in front of Harry and brought my knee up into the crotch of the guy nearest the front. He doubled over and fell onto the floor wincing. Harry snickered behind me and they all looked towards me with disbelief.
“Sammi can fight? Wow I do like a feisty girl.” Another one reach forward not caring about his friend groaning from pain on the dirty floor. Harry pulled me away as he caught the hand of the guy about to throw a punch into him. Smiling Harry twisted the guys hand and pushed him into his friends.
“You won’t dare to touch her.” Harry spoke strongly and his eyes were blazing with hatred. The vein in his neck was pulsating and his muscles strained to hit them. They all laughed one more time and suddenly punches were being thrown everywhere. I felt hands go around my waist but they weren’t Harry’s. Screaming due to the guy behind me I turned around and tried to collide my fist with the side of his face he caught it menacingly.
“You are mine now.” He spoke, it sounded disgusting and lustful. Grimacing at these words I kicked him hard in the thigh before his hand knotted into my hair.
“Harry!” I looked over to the fight, Harry was brawling against the ally wall without four other guys and I watched him getting hit. However he was much taller than them and his hands managed to knock more guys down.
Pushing the guy from behind me away I turned and slammed my fist into his cheek. He grunted from pain and I went to throw my knee into his stomach but someone pulled me back and when I turned around a fist collided with my own face.
I fell to the floor and suddenly everyone stopped. Blood trickled out of my nose and I could taste it entering my mouth. It was salty and had hues of a metal taste within.
“Gaz you just hit a girl!” Another guy shouted and they all said ooh’s simultaneously. Harry looked towards me, his face emotionless towards me on the floor hurt for another time in his life. That’s when they all ran straight out the ally way and we were left alone.
He came straight over and cupped my face, examining if I was hurt anywhere else. My nose cried out with pain and I could feel more liquid dripping out of it onto my dress.
His mouth opened to speak but I spoke for him.
“You could have just carried on walking Harry.” I said sadly, yet it came out more angry and hurt than I would’ve intended.
“And let them get away with saying those things to you!” His voice raised and I pushed his hands away from my face.
“You know I don’t care what they think, I only care about you! I don’t want to watch you get beaten or get into fights. Especially not over someone like me!” Getting to my feet I brushed the dirt from my dress, which didn’t particularly make a difference to it’s already ruined state and I started walking to the end of the ally way.
“Sam.” Harry said sternly, gripping onto my hand and turning me around.
“What?” I said, trying not to sound to upset by another fight we were having. They all seemed to end up being about how much we cared for the other. Was it possible to care about someone too much?
“I’m sorry.”
“You keep saying sorry when the reason I get hurt is because of me.”
“No no it’s not. I should’ve just ignored it like you said.”
“Harry. I know that you care about me, and I care about you. But I don’t want to see you getting into fights and I just, I just-“ His strong hands cupped my face again and he bent down so his eyes were pouring into mine.
“I was wrong to do what I did. Sam…” I searched his eyes trying to see something that would help me understand how he was feeling. “your nose isn’t broken don’t worry.”
I laughed at his remark and the corners of his mouth tugged up into a smile. Entwining my hand with his we made our way out of the ally and into the day.
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We were walking down the hall way to Harry’s room when a load of voices were coming from its direction. Harry’s hand tightened on mine and we walked slightly faster towards it.
My mouth fell agape when I saw a load of men picking up Harry’s stuff and moving it out of his room.
“What?! What are you doing?” A man walked past with his guitar and he quickly grabbed it and tried to stop other guys from taking his stuff.
A tall man with a grey suit on made his way over to me, still standing in the door way. Whilst Harry was shouting at the removal men.
“Harry’s been evicted.”
“What?! Why?” I said frantically. How could this happen? He paid all his bills, he didn’t do anything wrong. And then it hit me. The party.
“We don’t allow parties here and we definitely don’t allow people running up and down the hallway screaming at 11pm.” An image of me running down the hall way screaming for Chris to go away sparked up my mind. I cursed to myself mentally and looked over at Harry. He was now sat on the sofa, his elbows back to resting on his knees and his hand was running through his hair with frustration. Was he ever going to get a break?
I made my way over to him and wrapped my arms around him gently. He surprised me when he pulled me back into him and hid his head in the crook of my neck.
“I will expect you to be gone in around an hour Harry. Oh and your friend.” He looked up and down my current attire before he returned to smugly speaking.
“Leave the keys on the kitchen counter and there will be a van in the parking lot to move all of your stuff into. Then again all this was mainly here when you arrived. So we left a few boxes by the door for your mediocre things to go in. That will be all Harry Styles.” Then man signalled the rest of the movers to drop Harry’s furniture and they all left the door with a slam.
“Where are we going to go now?” I spoke quietly. His hand took mine.
“No idea Samantha. No idea.”

Notes

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I decided to make this, to show you what Samantha mainly wears. Just to give you guys the idea that i have been imagining in case i am bad at describing it :P
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