Samanthas POV
I sat in Tanya’s arm chair as she painted my toe nails a deep purple colour. My nails were already drying from it and I felt every nerve in my body finally relaxing. Tanya had opted for a red colour but the sight of it made me feel sick for it resembled the blood. The image of Harry holding me down as he pushed the knife deeper made me whole body freeze with mixed emotions. Harry wouldn’t kill me. That was all just a stupid dream.
I tried to focus on Tanya painting my nails as rain started hammering down on her balcony doors. It sent a chill up my spin and coursed its way into my chest. Water still scared me and I didn’t want to look away from the doors in case Chris was to appear outside them.
“Uh Sam? It’s just rain.” She said calmly before shoving foam spacers in-between my toes to stop the polish from sticking. I had never been pampered like this before. It felt nice to have someone, to have another girl my age with me. But it also felt unreal and unnerving to me.
Quickly I turned away unphased by the rain and looked at her. She was wiping away misplaced polish from my toes and smiled up at me.
“You have nice feet.” I heard her say and I found myself laughing.
“Nice feet?” She smiled back and held them up in her hands. I could see how bad Tanya really looked. Her hair was dry compared to its normal brown sheen. Although she had makeup over her dark circles her eyes still looked hollow and her nails were chipped in comparison to my now newly painted ones.
“Yeah I wish I had nice feet.” A knock sounded on her bedroom door and Harry peered around it when Tanya said he could come in.
“What are you doing with Sam?” He said confused to Tanya praising my foot in her hands.
“Admiring your girlfriends feet. She’s definitely a keeper.”
“Okay this is the weirdest conversation I’ve ever had.” Harry and Tanya both laughed at my comment and Harry made his way over to me. I was still in the white bath robe and a towel was wrapped around my hair. Thinking I looked stupid Harry came over and kissed my forehead softly. His thumb ran across my cheek and he pulled another chair up next to me.
“How are you feeling?” He said concerned and I shrugged in response. I still felt nervous around him after that dream. What was I doing? Harry wouldn’t hurt me in anyway, I know that. “Was the bath okay? The water and everything?” His eyes were fixed on me as I watched Tanya and she responded for me.
“She was fine. We just talked about-“ Her face fell and she remembered me telling her about my dream. “Nothing really just girl stuff.” I could tell Harry was suspicious but I wouldn’t let him ever find out about the dream. If that happened he probably would hate me. How could I dream of such a disgusting unrealistic thing? I must be going mental.
Smiling she put my feet down on the stool in front and moved around behind me. Slowly she unwrapped the towel from my hair and ran her fingers through it. Sometimes her fingers got caught around a knot and she pulled them through harder making me wince slightly. Harry’s fingers were trailing along my arm and I tried to let the robe fall over it.
He looked at me with disbelief to my action and got up from me. A weight fell on my heart and I cursed at myself for being so stupid around him.
“I’m gonna go and get some food for you guys.” He said stiffly and looked towards me one more time before leaving the room. Not even glancing at him I could feel the pain in my head as my mind screamed at me to forget the dream and run to kiss him. Tanya had said the dream I had was bad but I didn’t know what she meant by that.
“Cool. We will just be here. Getting ready.” She sounded seductive and out of the corner of my eye I could see Harry wavering by the door.
“Getting ready?” He sounded angry but curious at the same time. Guilt washed over me. I was ruining his mood, I’m so selfish.
“We are going out tonight. I think Sam need’s to get away from everything. And plus it’s been a while since I’ve been to a club.”
“Do I not get one fucking day with her when I’m actually awake?” He shouted and before I knew it the door had slammed shut making me jump. My bottom lip wobbled with distress and Tanya was moaning about how he must have woken up on the wrong side of the sofa.
“Who does he think he is sometimes?” She said annoyed and I fiddled with the tie on my bath robe to distract myself from tearing up. I heard the hair dryers noise turn on and my hair was being brushed and blown into an unnatural position. To be perfectly honest I didn’t want to go to a club at all. I didn’t care where I went as long as Harry was there. It felt too long since I had, had his arms around me even though it wasn’t even more than an hour ago when they were.
But if I couldn’t make Harry happy then I was going to at least try and make someone else happy. Tanya. I would go out with her tonight and we would have fun. Have fun…was that ever possible for someone like me?
I stared at myself in the mirror as the warm air broke apart the strands of my blonde hair. The hair whirled around my face as Tanya tried to tame them with a brush. However I was thankful they did because that way she wouldn’t be able to see the tears that stung my eyes.
The blow dryer was clicked off and Harry pushed into the room, placing a plate of his pancakes in front of me. His hand reached from mine but I curled up my fingers into a fist and he stood still towering over me.
“Why won’t you look at me?” He sounded angry and I looked down. Why was I doing this? I love Harry. I need to look at him, to see him. But the image of Harry covered in blood crawled into my mind again. I couldn’t freak out, I couldn’t look at him in case I got scared. Then he definitely wouldn’t let me be around him again.
Shaking my head I bite my lip hard to try and focus pain on that area instead of the images in my head.
“Look at me Sam! Why won’t you look at me!?”
“Harry stop it!” Tanya shouted back and he took my face in his hands forcing me to look at him. I tried to turn my head away badly but he held it tight. The a small jolt of pain ran through the pulled muscle in my neck from earlier. I winced as my eyes met his. They were perfectly green. The small shards of gold dotted around the pupil making my heart flutter undeniably. Carefully he wiped the tear from the corner of my eye and let his hands fall from my face.
“I’m sorry for not making you happy Sam. I’m sorry for making you cry.” He stood up and walked out the door once more.
A silence washed over me and Tanya and she quickly went back to brushing my hair trying to distract me from Harry’s painful words. But another tear escaped my eye and I quickly rubbed it away. Making my sight burn slightly from my sudden movement.
“Sam he is just…he just…”
“He just what Tanya? You didn’t have the dream I had! You’d be scared of him too if you did!” I shouted at her before I realised it and I buried my face in my hands. I heard her sigh behind me and then another heated tool was on my hair. When I glanced up into the mirror she was taking strands and wrapping them around a cylinder of metal.
“Why are you curling my hair?” I found myself saying quietly, tears still stinging my eyes when I kept them open for too long.
“Because we are definitely getting you out of this house now. You guys need a break from each other before you rip your heads off.”
“I’m bad for him…I’m ruining his life.” I said as I wiped my eyes again.
“Ruin his life all you want. He’s not going to let you go.”
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After what felt like forever when really it was just a few hours, my hair had turned into a huge volume of curls. Some caught the light making them look even blonder than my normal colour. My hair was long enough so that even when it was curled the end s of my hair rested above my belly button. I couldn’t remember the last time I had, had my hair cut. Probably explained why it got so messy and knotty quickly.
Tanya had also styled her hair by crimping it. She must have been some kind of beauty goddess to make me even look attractive. She turned me in the chair so I could face her and took a palette of dark coloured eye shadows.
“You are gonna look so irresistible Sam.” She said before wiping a dark colour on my quivering lids. I kept my eyes closed softly afraid I would mess up her work if I opened them. After a few minutes she was still swiping on my lids and then a cool liquid was ran across them.
“Don’t open your eyes unless you want black everywhere.” Eyeliner. She was putting eyeliner on me, probably better than I have ever been able to. “Okay mascara…” I heard her say whilst a popping noise came and my lashes were being pushed up. “God you have such good lashes.” I smiled and I felt her move away from me. “Okay now open.”
I opened my eyes and looked in the mirror. My eyes had dark blacks and purples swirled around them. For some reason instead of it making me look like I had a black eye they made my brown ones pop out like they were reaching for all the light in the room. My lashes were much darker and longer than normal. She had wiped foundation over my skin making me look more awake and full of more colour.
I felt my mouth fall agape from the difference and I looked to see her nodding in approval in the background.
“I look…I look..”
“Like a sexy ass mother fucker. That’s what. No one will be able to keep away from you.” She moved down and started to apply eye shadow on herself before mentioning me to go to her cupboard. When I looked at the clock by her bed I noticed it was only around 5pm. I must have slept in really late this morning.
“Pick a dress. I recommend that purple one.” My hands brushed over the purple dress which looked extremely tight fitting. I wasn’t surprised. I mean it was Tanya after all. When I pulled it out I noticed the sweet heart neckline and how short it was.
“Umm Tanya I don’t think Harry would want me to wear this out. In fact I don’t think I want to wear this.” In fact I don’t think Harry wanted me to go out at all I said to myself.
“Oh shut up and put it on.” Shrugging because I didn’t want to cause another argument I went to the bathroom and slipped the bath robe off. My eyes glanced in the mirror and a dark figure stood behind me. A knife covered in blood glistening in his hands.
Harry.
I turned around quickly and I saw nothing but the bath against the wall. My heart thudded dramatically against my tight chest and I took a few moments before my breath was back to normal. What was going on? I had imagined it. It wasn’t real.
Quickly hoping Tanya wouldn’t ask what was taking so long I slipped the dress up my legs and zipped it up at the side. When I looked back to the mirror my boobs looked like they were almost about to pop out. I found myself prodding them desperately trying to hide more skin. The dress stopped half way up my thigh but was rising with every step I took.
When I was back in Tanya’s room she wolf whistled dramatically as I pulled it down hastily. But every time I did my boobs would threaten to jump out even more.
“You look so good. I can’t wait to see Harry’s face.”
“Yeah neither can I…” I mumbled under breath and sat waiting for her to finish getting ready. She slipped on a small green velvet number which did her curvy body justice before she applied red lipstick into her plump lips.
“Hey you didn’t eat your food Harry gave you.” I watched her pick up the plate and cutlery and she plopped it on my lap quickly. “Eat up. It’s gonna be a long night.”
“Tanya?” I said to her before popping a piece of Harry’s guilt pancakes into my mouth. “Are you sure you should be going out…you know the baby and everything.” I trailed off quietly uncertain to how she would react.
I watched her stand up and she sat down next to me. Hastily I kept eating the pancakes trying to avoid her gaze and plus Harry’s pancakes were amazing. How I wish I could just…be with him right now…I was getting worse. Seeing him in the bathroom was pretty self-explanatory for that. Maybe I was turning physco and I’d get to go and see one of those overly happy and comforting physiatrists.
Tanya’s voice brought me out of my wandering thoughts and back into reality.
“I’m not going to drink. Just dance and have fun. Like you need to.” She nudged my shoulder with hers and looked at me expectantly.
“Okay fine.” I whined and as I stood up she grabbed me over to a walk in closet. It was completely submerged with shoes and bags. Most were on the floor and not in the shelves where they would be expected to be placed.
“Black heels.” She handed me a pair of huge black heeled shoes which I quickly rejected.
“No way. I can’t walk normally let alone in these!?”
“Oh shush.” She pulled on a pair of red ones and I slipped my feet into the black ones. I found my height raised by at least 4 more inches which felt incredibly satisfying and strange at the same time. However Tanya was still taller than me even with a smaller heel.
“We should leave soon, even though its only half five it will take an hour or so to get to town from here and then we should probably eat out. I just want you to enjoy yourself Sam.” She looked completely sympathetic and I smiled at her trying to stop her from worrying.
We made our way out of her bedroom and surprisingly I wasn’t stumbling over the height of heels. However my body was slightly stiff and rigid to the new adjustment or was it because I might see Harry again. My body longed for his but at the same time my mind was trying to push me away from him. It was telling me he was bad for me. Hadn’t he always been? Wasn’t I more bad for him than he was to me?
It took me a while to walk down the stairs each step becoming even more difficult as sharp pains ran up and down my now bending feet. How did people wear these things all night? When we reached the bottom finally after Tanya had almost dragged me down the last few steps we made our way into the living room. Niall and Liam were sat on the sofa playing on the Xbox. Looking towards the screen I could see tiny computerised figures kicking a ball about. But as soon as we had walked in both their mouths had dropped and their gazes lacking towards the screen.
Niall stood up and walked towards us, I tried to hide behind my hair but then realised it had been curled away from my face.
“Oh my god you guys look amazing. Is that really you Sam?” He said bewildered and Liam had the same reaction. I blushed a little but I doubt anyone could see it under the layer of makeup Tanya had smothered on me. It felt so un-natural. Like I was trapped beneath a fake assumption of myself.
“Harry has to see this.” Liam said as he got up and made his way out towards the kitchen.
“No-no.” I said quickly and he looked at me confused as I stumbled to stop him. Straightening myself as much as I could I smiled at him.
“I’ll go see him.” My mind screamed at me not to but my whole body ached for his delicate touch again. I doubt he would want to touch me right now. After I had angered him earlier. I could hear Tanya mumbling something to Niall about a girls night out, leaving out he part about me and Harry which I was incredibly thankful for.
When I made my way into the kitchen Harry was sat on a barstool taking a swig from the green beer bottle on the surface now and again. His curls looked like his hand had been running through them and his eyes were fixed into a frustrating glare.
He didn’t look up at me when I walked in, so I decided I would make the first move. Slowly and carefully making sure I wouldn’t fall over I sat in a barstool away from him. Making sure that it wouldn’t annoy him anymore if I had decided to sit next to him.
“So…ummm I’m gonna go out for a while tonight and then maybe we could watch another movie together. I mean I really liked what we did last night, it felt calming and we were doing couple stuff together.” I smiled at him and he took another gulp down of his alcoholic liquid.
“Don’t go out. Don’t be stupid Sam.” He still hadn’t looked at me, it was probably payback for earlier.
“Why not? Why can’t I go out?” He laughed at my comment and before I knew it he was leaning over me. Pushing my back into the island as his hands were either side of me on the surface.
“Because…I don’t want you to get hurt. I can’t stand the idea of me not being there with you.”
“You seemed pretty okay with that idea earlier when you stormed out of Tanya’s room.” His breathing hitched and he looked my deep in the eyes. How they broke me apart little by little. I didn’t realise but I was breathing heavily as his forehead pressed against mine.
“You didn’t want to look at me. Why? Have I done something? Did I hurt you?” My head pounded with these questions and I shook my head trying to look away. I felt the warmth of his palm against my cheek as he brought my face back to his. “You don’t even look like yourself Sam. Where’s the messy hair I fell for, where’s the dark eyelashes with the untouched blonde at the end? Your soft pale eyelids are covered in black sparkles and you are wearing something that wouldn’t actually be classed as clothing…” He said softly to me and I ran my finger down his cheek and across his jawbone involuntary. I just wanted him so badly. This fight. Or whatever we had, had. Was no longer in the picture.
“I’m going out tonight Harry. And I will be back. I don’t want to wear this. I don’t want to have all this makeup on my face but I need to make Tanya happy. She’s going through a rough time too you know?” He sighed looking defeated but his hand was now caressing my cheek softly.
“Okay. You can go out. But you have to be careful. No drinking.”
“What? Why?” I whined and he kissed my forehead lightly but I knew it meant more than that.
“Because if something happened to you I would never forgive myself.”
“I’ll be with Tanya Harry. You know she can kick ass. Plus I can too.” I smiled at him and he bit his lip un sure about the situation.
“I’m coming.” He stood up and walked over to his beer bottle, downing it all and placing it next to the sink.
“What? Harry? Tanya won’t let you. It’s supposed to be a girls night out.” I exclaimed quickly running over to block his exit.
“I don’t care. I’m not risking it.”
“For Gods sakes Harry I’ll be fine. I don’t go out looking for trouble do I? I. Will. Be. Fine.” I said strongly and he looked over at me challengingly.
“If one person hurts so much as a hair on your head I will not take it lightly.” He said angrily before quickly pressing his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me onto the island. His strong hands ran down my back slowly as our mouths opened a little more and I felt his fingers finding the zip. “You don’t know how much I want to take this dress off you right now.” He said desperately as our lips brushed the others.
“Sam come on we need to go!” Tanya’s excited voice ran into the room and around us. His hands moved down onto my thighs as his warm lips pushed onto mine again softly.
“Maybe when I come back later, you can do just that.” I winked at him cheekily before jumping off of the counter and walking out to meet Tanya. She was stood by the front door now holding a dark green clutch that resembled a mossy sheen and her car keys.
Excitement coursed through my veins and I quickly grabbed my leather jacket off of one of the hangers by the door. She looked disappointed with my decision but didn’t question it. Turning around I saw Harry in the door way to the living room watching me carefully. He looked nervous that I was going out and desperate for me to get back at the same time.
Smiling at him I stuck my tongue out and he grinned that beautiful grin at me before looking at the ground. I felt hesitant to shut the door before me but I knew the sooner I did the sooner I would be back in his arms.
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A loud bang of bass trembled through my body as we pushed through the sweaty dancers in the club. Blue strobe lights hung down on us giving an eerie atmosphere to our surroundings. I felt a hand grope my backside and I jumped away into someone else from it. When I looked back a smiling guy stood with his shirt hanging open. He took another gulp form his drink before going back to grinding with someone else. Tanya was holding my wrist as she pulled me through the demolishing crowd. It stank horrible, a mixture between beer and body odour making me want to run straight from this place. The fact that everywhere I went a guy was looking at me like I was prey also added to that situation.
“Tanya I think we should just go back!” I called to her over the music as she finally reached a bar. It was metallic silver and had purple lights shining down on its workers. I could feel my heart racing along with the heavy music and I was being constantly pushed and pulled into certain directions by the crowds of people. A darkness was washing over everyone. My vision slightly blurring from the smoke being let onto the dance floor.
Suddenly I was knocked away from Tanya who desperately tried to pull me back. I fell into the crowd of dancers and people knocked into my broken arm without a care for me. Ignoring the pain I pushed back through the crowd to Tanya who was now laughing with the bar tender. I noticed the drink in her hand and my mind screamed at her to stop.
A rush of people were running into me and I felt my ankles twist under me. Slipping onto the floor a arm was wrapped around my waist before I could hit it. A sigh of relief washed over me and I found myself standing up easily. However the hand still lingered around me when I turned.
A man stood there, he was smiling deeply as though I pleased him. The colour of his eyes washed over me with memory and it was as though they reminded me of someone. But I couldn’t quite figure out who it was. His hand was now on my hip and I quickly stepped away from it. Even though he had helped me…something about him seemed wrong.
His lips curled up into a smile and his broad strong figure stepped a little closer. He wore a black shirt and a blazer over the top. It made him even more threatening. Under the blue lights I noticed the thick purple bruise on his forehead and the healing wound in his lip. I shuddered back even more before someone knocked me right into his hold.
“I wish you wouldn’t wear this Samantha. It really ruins the beauty you have.” His fingers smudged the heavy black shadow on my eyelids as he smudged it on my face. Casually he wiped it onto his blazer and I stared at him with shock. My whole body was horrified of him but I couldn’t find myself to move.
“How did you-you know my name?” For some reason the heavy music was barely audible to me anymore. I was so focused and nervous on the mystery guy in front of me everything else was becoming blind to my senses.
“Oh I know everything about you.” He whispered darkly before I found myself being dragged away from him. Tanya’s nails clawed my wrist when she pulled me back through the club and out the door.
“Stay away from her.” She shouted angrily to him and I felt the cool breeze blowing my curls around my now freezing face.
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Max’s POV
“What now Max?” Tom asked me. He was standing next to me. Awaiting the answer to which I was to give him.
All my mind could think about was killing her. I would’ve done it right there on the spot but I vowed to do my killings more dramatically and less impulsive. It was the way I had learned things. And I wasn’t going to suddenly stop my beautiful ways of death. I felt powerful. Adhering to the strength my hands held.
A smile broadened on my lips.
“We know where to go next. She’s with Tanya. Therefore. Tanya’s house...now.”
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