Samanthas POV
“What?” I questioned shockingly as the warm water suddenly started to burn my bare skin. He poured it through my long now darkening watered hair washing away the sweet smelling soapiness it had acquired. It felt strangely desirable for him to keep on doing it. The way his hands worked the bubbles into my aching head felt more than perfect. His large hold was now running along the curve of my shoulders slowly and then he ran his fingers through my hair. The water around me was slightly bubbling with ease and I circled the tips of my fingers across its surface. Even though I felt so disorientated and my heart slowly beating as though it was going break apart at any moment. Finally I felt home. Harry was here and I was with him. But what he had just said made my head pound harder with disbelief.
“I don’t want to keep hurting you this way…Max was right, love is torture-“
“Max is never right!” I turned around hastily not caring about my exposed chest, although my hair covered it slightly and it stuck to my wet skin, somehow I knew I was still exposed. His eyes deepened into mine, the flecks of gold trapping his pupils into darkness. The green sparking up and causing his eyelashes to look even longer. How I could stare into those eyes forever and they would never change the way my heart raced for him. Every time I looked into them, it was like I was seeing him for the first time again.
“Sam. You almost died.” He said sternly and I quickly looked away as my cheeks became hotter. The heat radiating from the water I was sat in didn’t help to cool me down. I watched as he ran his large hand through his own hair before moving closer to me. He was knelt on the floor and his bare skin reflected the light from above the mirror.
“You almost died to.” I said back, but my voice wobbled slightly and his face showed sadness. A wash of guilt raptured his features and the back of his warm hand was softly touching my hot cheek. My eyes caught his again and his lip was bitten with frustration. “Can’t you just see, we are both here now Harry.” I found myself saying desperately and carefully he reached out, standing me up with him.
A long purple towel was wrapped around my body and he soothed his palms up and down it, helping to dry me. Not realising how hard it was to stand and how much body ached from my muscles last breaths, I fell into Harry and he quickly caught me with ease.
“There is still Tom.” His velvet voice travelled around my senses and I let my body become limp in his arms. He picked me up and carried me out of the bathroom towards the bed.
“There is always still someone else.” I whined as he carried on rubbing me down with the towel. My eyes could notice how the want to drop the towel and touch me was. But he didn’t do it. He was scared of hurting me. Of being with me.
“I can’t even manage to keep you safe Sam.” I heard him say as my hands clung onto his hair, whilst he was back on his knees drying my legs. They wobbled every time I felt him touch me and I fluttered my eyes closed.
“You saved my life. Don’t you see that?” The words fell from my lips right when I fell again onto the floor. His strong arms wrapped around me as we lay huddled together on the beige carpet. My naked body was still dewy from the steamy bath water and his was still burning from our touch. My head rested on his shoulder and his chest was rising up and down against my limp shoulder. I felt his lips hesitantly brush my head before he decided not to kiss me. The world around me felt lost when he didn’t press his lips against my skin.
“I didn’t save your life Sam. I almost killed you. Max always wanted me not you.” He said quietly into my ear as his cheek rested on my forehead. “I should have been more careful around you. Not let my feelings get out of control. But I did. I was careless and stupid and I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Every time I was with you, every time I wasn’t. My mind was just, utterly and entirely, you.”
My heart was beating hard when these world caressed my shaking body. “Harry- I – if you love me then please don’t do this.” I said desperately and his hand cupped my cheek carefully, pulling our gazes together. “We can be together, of course we can. Nothing can get us to leave. I need and want you so badly every single second, if you left me…”
“Don’t say it like that. I’m not leaving you. I’m protecting you.” He said sternly but his eyes showed nothing more than un-happiness with the thought.
“Stay with me and protect me. Harry I love you and this stupid. You can’t break two things so right for each other apart.”
“But you can’t fix them again either when they are.” My eyes fluttered downwards with sadness, my finger tip brushing along the edge of his back tattoo. I could feel his eyes watching me. The wetness of my hair was dripping down my back and it sent shivers up my spine.
“You are cold. I’ll get you something to wear.” Slowly I was picked up and laid on the soft white bed sheets. My body leaving a small dent in them as I sunk a little on the feathers. I watched as he rummaged in our stuff for something to wear. He pulled out a white shirt of his and some of my underwear.
“Do you really want to go?” I questioned, my voice croaked a little as I tried to stop the tears from pricking at my waterline. His eyes drifted over my glistening eyes and he curled his fist tightly around the shirt he held.
When he reached the bed his strong arm helped to sit me up and he slid the white material around my arms and did a few buttons up, stopping my chest from being completely exposed. However my tummy was still in view when the shirt moved a little. His hands carefully pulled some purple pink lace underwear I had bought ages ago up my pale legs. I could feel him trying to take in as much of my touch as he could. My chest rose a little faster as I sat watching him explore my thin small legs.
“Of course I don’t want to go. Leaving you…it would kill me.” He whispered before meeting my gaze. The small tears that pricked my eyes also pricked his and I knew it wasn’t easy for him to even think about the idea.
“Then don’t go.” I said strongly as my lip wobbled and he stood up. Slowly he made his way over to our stuff and stripped down to his boxers. When he started to change them for a different pair I averted my eyes so he wouldn’t catch me staring. My body fell back onto the bed and my head rolled to the side on the fluffy pillow. Tiredness crossed my eyesight even harder than before and it was like a war to try and keep the blurriness away. I couldn’t fall asleep when I finally had Harry back. But now he wanted to go.
“Sam if I go you will be safer.” He still stood with his back to me and I tried to sit up. The aches and pains caused me to whimper and he turned quickly to try and help me. But I brushed him off.
As I sat in the white bed sheets and he stood in front of me in nothing more than a pair of boxers. I wanted him more than I had ever before. And I would make sure it wouldn’t go.
“If you go, that will kill me.” He looked at me hard before clenching his fists at either side. “Harry we’ve been through so much together. Just stay with me. We are together again and I need you…” I trailed off at the last couple of words and hid my face in my hands so he wouldn’t see me cry as sobs escaped my lips. My breathing became ragged and I started to cry even harder. His body shifted next to mine quickly and I felt myself being huddled into his warmth.
“Shhh don’t cry beautiful.” His hand stroked my hair with care and I found my head resting on his chest as his lay on top of mine gently.
“How can I not when you want to go?” I cried into him and he tried to soothe me with his hands as much as possible.
“You need to sleep.” He whispered to me and I felt ragged breaths coming out hastily. “You’ve been through a lot.” My thoughts reminded me of all things Max had put me through. But when I tried to recall them my eyes were already shut and Harry’s chest was supporting me. I felt a soft touch on my beaten, bloody bandaged wrist and he stiffened. The bandage was now socked with water and the sting of it on my deep cut was un-bearable. But I didn’t want Harry to see me in distress.
“I can’t believe that sick bastard cut you.” He spoke almost as though he was going to explode with anger. I nodded solemnly as my frail wrist was slowly un-bandaged by him. I felt him laying me down into the bed gently and he got up and walked into the bathroom.
“Harry-“ I called to him, he looked so angry my heart swelled to calm and comfort him. But I was quickly losing all sense of realisation. My head hung like it was being pulled down and my body became dead in the white comforting mattresses. I saw Harry’s tousled curls walking back over to me with a small box in his hands but my eyes fell shut and the world drifted away from me.
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Harry’s POV
It had been an hour or so since Sam had fallen asleep in my arms. Her breathing was steady and my eyes drifted to her bent ankle that was curled up along with her legs into her. Slowly I ran my hand down her back and along her small legs. I picked one up with ease, she was so light and frail. As though even breathing could be a danger to her. My hand brought it into my lap as I sat examining it’s broken shape. Her ankle bone was sticking out oddly and I ran my fingers across it trying to see if I could make out what was wrong.
She shifted in her sleep and lay fully on her back in front of me. Her shirt was opening on her chest and her hips and tummy were on show. My lips ached to trace the beauty of her smooth delicate possession. But I knew I shouldn’t. She needed to rest. And when she woke up I would make her my pancakes for probably the last time.
I realised I was still stroking her ankle and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved up from it. She turned to lay on her side and her hair fell over her beautiful face. Quietly I hovered above her tucked the fallen strands behind her small ear. Suddenly I started to shake and tears stung my eyes. I couldn’t leave her. She was everything to me.
A bang sounded downstairs and I signalled that as the front door. Carefully I climbed off of the bed and lay the bed sheets around her petit body. Her arm fell out in front of her to the empty space where I should be. How I wanted so desperately to go and lie there…but I had to see who was downstairs. To make sure Niall was okay.
Sliding on a pair of jeans I opened the bedroom door, taking another glance as sleeping beauty dreamed of beautiful dreams. She rolled over onto her other side and I quickly made my way over to her. Leaning down my lips traced her cheek bone before surfacing a kiss on her forehead.
“I love you.”
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I made my way into the kitchen and Louis stood pouring water from the tap into a glass. When I entered he turned to face me and I looked at him for a response.
“Niall-“ I said but he cut me off from finishing.
“Niall is fine. He will have to stay in hospital for a few more days though just to be sure.” He took a sip from the water before setting it down on the island.
“I can’t believe I let this happen to you guys.” I said with dismay and felt the urge to hit something hard.
“Harry it’s not your fault. You always think it is but it isn’t. We are all with you. No matter what happens, me and the guys will be by your side.” I looked at him and nodded dully. He took another drink of water and I suddenly blurted out.
“I’m leaving Sam.” As soon as these words left my lips he choked a little on the liquid and had to spit it out in the sink. He turned to me and an expression of horror was on his face.
“Are you mad?” I heard him say with disbelief before shaking his head at me. “Why?” Was all he said as he glared at me to carry on.
“I almost got her killed Louis. I can’t keep doing this to her.”
“And when you leave her you are finally going to kill all the hope and love she has left in her. You don’t understand Harry. Max is gone now. Sure there’s Tom. But no one gives a shit about him. We can easily call the police and have evidence of what happened. That girl. The one sleeping upstairs is the reason you are still here. And you know it.” He sounded upset by the fact that it was true. Sam was the reason I was still here and not running away to end my life.
“You know that you and the guys will always be my best mates.” I said confidently and he grinned at me.
“Haz. Just don’t leave the best thing to ever happen to you. You were split once before and you were punching the wall so hard your knuckles could have broken off. You know you don’t want to leave. So stop thinking about the future and live right now. That’s what your parents would want.” My heart stiffened along with my body at the mention of my parents and I put my elbows on the island as I buried my face in my hands.
“I just want to make her happy.” I mumbled, hoping the tears in my eyes wouldn’t be too obvious. I felt his hand on my shoulder as he comforted my state.
“You know your parent’s would love her. She would be the one to have your children Harry. You know you’ve always wanted a family. And now you’ve got one. Along with us.” I looked up to see him and suddenly I hugged my best friend like there was no tomorrow.
“Thank you.” I said to him before we smirked at our sentimental moment.
“Now go and have sex.” He punched my arm and I pretended to look shocked by his sudden words.
“When are you gonna get some?” I said mockingly and he glared at me.
“Just go Haz.” He grinned again before walking out the room to the hall way. “I’m gonna go and stay at your apartment if that’s cool. Me and the guys thought it would be better to crash there. Considering it’s closer to the hospital and Tanya’s parent’s won’t kill us when they come back. Can’t say the same for you though.” We laughed and he left after grabbing his keys and a jacket as well as some movies to watch with Niall.
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I made my way up the bedroom and walked in as quietly as possible. However when I faced the bed Sam wasn’t there. My gaze drifted over the room worriedly and I saw a mess of long blonde hair being blown by the wind on the balcony.
Walking towards the doors I pulled them open wider and stood next to her small height. I rested my forearms on the brick wall stopping us from falling and I looked over her face and body as she stared across the garden. Did she know I was looking at her?

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Suddenly I saw a pink flush rise on her cheeks and I smirked from realising she did know I was. My arms wrapped around her waist and I pulled her back into my chest.
“What are you doing out here?” I said quietly as my head rested on top of hers. She shrugged and I felt her hand running up and down my arm lightly. It sent shivers through my body. She always did.
“I just felt like coming out here. You can see how big Tanya’s garden is.” I looked forward more and focused seeing the freshly cut grass and the sprinklers shooting out water over the pink, purple and blue flowerbeds. My hands entwined with hers and I felt her finally relax into me.
“How’s your ankle?” I looked down when she did and we noted how distressed it looked. “Does it hurt beautiful?” She nodded and I kissed the top of her head softly. “Come on, you need to lie down and then we will call the doctor to look at it tomorrow.” I said but she stood where she was, obviously ignoring whatever pain she was encountering. “Sam?” I questioned but she still stared out onto the garden.
“Are you really leaving?” She whispered and as her gaze caught mine I noticed the tears surfacing them.
I quickly moved and took her face in my hands. “No. I will never leave you. And that’s a promise.” I pressed my lips down onto hers softly and ran my hands down her body onto her bum, carefully I pulled her up and her legs wrapped around my waist. Her hands went into my hair straight away as her mouth worked against mine. I found myself groaning a little as we fell onto the bed together.
“Are you just saying that?” She said quietly and I quickly stood up, pushing my jeans down and throwing them to the side. My fingers fumbled with the buttons on the big shirt she wore, slowly I pried each one open and looked to her to see if she would protest. But she didn’t.
It hung open and her breasts became fully exposed. Her eyes widened, but this time she wasn’t nervous. This time she wanted it. Carefully I hovered above her and my lips came down on her peaking nipple. I heard her sudden intake of breath as her fingers moved all over my neck and into my hair.
“God Harry-“ She mumbed quietly as I started to suck a little harder. I could feel heat rushing through me as I started to stiffen. My hard on ached against the material of my boxers for her. She sat up and I pushed the shirt completely off of her, along with the lace panties. Finally her bare body was in front of me again. And I would do anything to protect her. My life was hers.
“Sam, do you want to?” I stood up again and she sat on the end of the bed, her tongue running back and forth over her soft, fragile lips.
Nodding she took the waistband of my boxers and slid it down. Before I knew it my length was close to her lips as possible and she stared at it without knowing how to react. Quickly her eyes met mine and I leaned down, our wet mouths meeting desperately as we moved back to lie on the bed.
“I wish I knew how to do it for you.” She whispered into my ear as I reached across to the bedside draw. Pulling a packet out with a blue rubber circle inside.
“I’ll help you.” My eyes looked deep her deep chocolate brown ones, and she stared back into mine as our chests rose up and hastily. The wet, warmth between her legs was rubbing against the bare skin of me and I found myself burning up with desperation.
I ripped open the condom packet and threw it aside. I took out the blue rubber and put it in her hands. Wrapping my arms around her back I lifted her into a sitting position. I held myself straight so she could roll it on easily. But her hands shook every time she even tried to put it on a little.
“It’s okay you can do it Sam.” My hand was on her shaky one and slowly I helped her to roll the tight rubber down my length. “See.” I said before kissing her neck softly and we fell back into the bed again. Her hands were in my hair and I smiled into her neck before lifting my face above hers.
We had barely done anything and already the heat radiating between us felt deathly. My hands moved her legs apart wide and our hips rubbed against each other as I brushed my lips with her. Her eyes widened a little more as she clung onto my curls. A moan escaping from her mouth.
I couldn’t stop from smile from what I did to her. What we did to each other. Slowly I pushed myself into her entrance and she moaned once again from the feeling. My breathing became ragged and I started to rock in her. My hands fisting the pillow either side of her head as I went harder. I could feel her hands running up and down my back and the thrilling sensation of us meeting. When her legs wrapped around my waist and I tightened I felt myself moaning for more.
We had never experienced something like this before. Yes we had had sex. Twice before. The first time we had to be careful. The second time someone could walk in and kill us at any second. But now, now we were able to do it. To show how passionate our intimacy for each other was.
I pushed harder into her and rocked faster. Her arms wrapped around my neck tightly as our faces brushed now and again from the movement.
“Oh Sam-“ I said in a moan.
We both started to breathe even faster from building up pleasure and her mouth opened wide when a wetness exploded around me. I moved even harder when she shook. Her back arched a little and I quickly kissed down her neck as she moaned from it.
“Oh my god.” She said breathlessly before I came deep in her and collapsed on her bare body. I started shivering hard from the amazing sensation and her hands were playing in my hair.
“Yes. Oh my god indeed.” I said back even more breathless before pulling out and removing the condom from myself.
I watched as she curled up into a ball and closed her eyes. She was breathing hard and her bare chest rose up and down like there was no tomorrow. I found my boxers and pulled them up quickly before grabbing her shirt and underwear and wrapping them around her still shivering body.
“Does it normally feel that good?” Her small voice said shyly to me as the blush spread on her cheeks. My hands were on her hips pulling her against me as the covers fell around us like a blanket of snow.
“No. But with you, it’s never felt better.”
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Samanthas POV
I woke with my cheek pressed against the warmth of Harry’s tattooed chest. It rose up and down slowly as I lifted my head up a little to see his eyes fluttering from dreams. My shirt had risen up through the night and was now only just below my breasts. Harrys hand was resting on the curve of my hips as though it did it every day. I wish it did.
Light streamed in through the balcony doors and my head started to feel more calm and tranquil. Wrapping my arm around Harry’s waist I pulled him against me more in the tangle of sheets and felt his warm palm slide down my hips to my thigh. He gently stroked the pale skin there and brought my leg up to wrap around him.
“You aren’t going to start putting flowers in my hair again are you?” He smiled down at me before twirling the ends of my hair between his fingers. I smiled back as well as blushing from the familiar gesture.
“I’m thinking about it.” I watched him grin and his lips brushed against my forehead.
“I think I’m going to just lay here with you in my arms forever.” The words left his lips and I snuggled into his warmth even more. My heart beating for once at a calm rate and I felt safe in his hold.
Suddenly I felt playful and jumped up off the bed. He sat up straight away smirking at me and my lack of clothed state. I raised my eyebrow and started to run my hand down my tummy and into my underwear. His eyes widened desperately and I giggled from it.
Before I knew what was happening I was thrown over his shoulder and chucked on to the bed. I felt his hands on my hips as he started to tease my ticklish trait. Causing me to giggle and laugh a little more.
“You tease me again and there will be a consequence.” He said playfully before kissing my lips softly. I leaned up for more and he met me with ease. Pressing our hot mouths together with longing. When we separated we still shared less than a cm of space between us. Our noses touching and our lips brushing.
“I’m gonna take you out on a date.” I smiled and played with his curls.
“Hmm our first date?”
“You are forgetting our Harry Potter Movie night was the first date. Second date. One that’s in public.” He started to kiss me again but I teasingly pulled away, leaving him grunting with protest.
“And what would this date be?”
He smirked and I felt his hands on my bum pulling me closer to him.
“Whipping your ass at bowling.”
“Hey you know I can throw pretty hard.” I said in response but he quickly came up with another comeback.
“You are supposed to roll the ball bottle girl not throw it and we’ll see how you feel about losing to me.”
“You wish green eyes.”
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Notes

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