The Ending.

“Harry?” I peered around the bathroom door, he was sat on his sofa watching the tv. But his glance averted onto mine as soon as I said his name. My naked body was hidden behind the door and my hair was hanging from one side of my head.

“Everything alright Sam?” I had decided to take another shower, never being able to normally it always felt so amazing. Harry hadn’t objected, but looked concerned when he heard the water on so long.

He got up making his way over but I shut the door a little more. I felt him push it slightly.

“Sam are you okay?” I spoke up quickly.

“Harry I’m naked. I forgot to get clothes before showering. And there isn’t any towels left…” I trailed off. He chuckled to himself before walking off to get some clothes. When I turned around my naked body was facing me in the mirror. It made me cringe. The deep purple bruises all over my body had faded but still looked deep on my pale skin. Running a finger lightly over my scars I had been given over the years I felt my touch tremble slightly. A tear trailed down my cheek and I hastily wiped it away. No Samantha you are strong. But my gaze fell upon my small wrist. Pink and white scars slashed into lines. My breathing jumped slightly, as I remembered back to the moment I had tried to kill myself. Hiding myself in Donny’s bathtub I was so young. Only around 16. It was 3 years ago I had done it. Tried to end my life and failed.

A couple of days ago I wouldn’t have minded doing it again. But now I felt like I could try to get my life back and Harry was here to help me.

A light knock was placed on the door and jumped out of my shock. It started to open slowly and I quickly pushed it shut. I didn’t want him to see me like this. I had to put my walls back up.

“Sam I got you some clothes.” His raspy voice warmed up my senses and I calmed down slowly. My breathing heavy, making my head spin a little. Everything was telling me to back away from the door, to let him see me like this. But I knew I couldn’t.

“Thank you” I whispered lightly, my head still spinning from the recent encounter with the mirror. That’s when my head banged onto the door as I fell forward. I felt myself cry out and I heard Harry try and push the door open. But my weak body was in the way.

“Sam!”

“Harry Harry Harry I’m fine, don’t worry.” I knew my voice sounded flustered and I cursed to my mind for letting that happen.

“I’m coming in Sam.”

“No! You cant! I’m naked.” My head started hurting even more from my frantic shouting.

“I gathered that the first time you announced it Sam.” I moved slightly to try and sit up, without realising I had given Harry full access to enter the bathroom. Lying still on the floor I felt my breathing slowly down as green eyes gazed into mine.

Harry’s POV

She was lying on the floor. Shivering. Her body was bruised almost everywhere. Cuts and scars on the surface staring right into my eyes. Deep brown eyes looked into mine and I almost saw all the pain she had ever encountered in her life. Her long blonde hair trailed over her small curved back, and over her chest down to her tummy. It was slightly damp from the shower she had just had. I kept looking into her eyes when I realised she was clinging to her fragile wrist. Slowly and gently without trying to hurt her at all, I pried her fingers from around her wrist.

A huge pink and white scar was placed upon the lightly beating vein. Smaller scars were placed around it, almost as though they were fighting to get to vein.

How could someone so beautiful become so fragile and hurt. It made me sick. This girl had never deserved something like this.

Picking her up into my warm hold she clung to my shirt. I didn’t touch her anywhere apart from the places to hold her up safely. I wasn’t going to make her feel any more scared and nervous than she already did.

I carried her towards the bedroom and laid her down on the bed softly. Her eyes never left mine, black pupils dilating once she had realised she was naked in front of me. I didn’t want to look at her body, it would make her feel uncomfortable. As much as I wanted to kiss every part, I knew I couldn’t do that to her. She was still shivering.

I grabbed out of the draws my navy jumper, some joggers and her underwear. Carefully I slid my arm under her back holding her up. I heard her protest with a small noise.

“I’m not going to do anything Sam, I promise.” I slid her underwear up her legs and put her bra straps on her arms. Her small shaking hands clipped the bra up at the back and she took the jumper from me. When it fell around her body and over her head it almost looked like a blanket on her. I watched her snuggle into it, desperately trying to savour the warmth.

Pulling my joggers up around her lower half I stood her up gently. Her breathing normal again due to her being dressed once more.

“There we go, the feared Samantha is back.”

The corners of her mouth tugged up a little and I winked.

“Come on I bought some food for dinner.”

“What is it…?” Her voice was still a little quiet.

“I thought you would have fun learning how to make a pizza.” I smiled at her beautiful features. Her nod told me she wanted to and I guided her out the bedroom towards the little kitchen.

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Samanthas POV

“Wait how much cheese can I have?” He laughed at my comment.

“As much as you want love.” Taking the packet of cheese I poured it over the pizza base. “Woah woah I want some too Sam.” He took the packet back and took some cheese off of my pizza before putting into his mouth.

“You always take my food.” I glared at him.

“Yes I always take food from you that I have paid for.”

“Alright big shot calm down you aren’t that amazing.” Suddenly his hands were on my hips and I was up against the counter.

“Say that again.” The corners of his mouth turned up and I giggled in response. His hands travelled under his jumper and onto my waist. Our eyes met before a knock at the door sounded. I suddenly felt my heart beat fast and I could tell he sensed my worry.

“Stay here.” He said sternly. I couldn’t tell if he was scared or not, but what I knew of Harry he doesn’t have anything that would scare him. What if it was Donny? What if Chris had followed me to the apartment and told Donny? My heart beat kept raising nervously.

I sat on one of the barstools out of the view from the door and I head a squeaky voice, tanned arms were wrapped around Harry’s neck and kisses were placed all over his shocked face.

“Harry! Oh my god I missed you so much baby!” He backed into the room, with a brunette slung around his body. I froze still and watched their interactions. Harry’s face turned to look at mine and he attempted to push her off of him.

“Tanya meet Samantha. Samantha this is my ex-girlfriend Tanya.” I suddenly felt as though I needed to put my walls back up. I need to hide myself. Yet here I was in Harry’s clothes, remembering back to how he dressed me whilst I was shivering naked in front of him.

How could I have been so stupid? I let my walls down to a stranger. No not anymore.

“Hi Tanya. You seem nice.” And with that I back out of the kitchen and shut the bedroom door. Before I knew it I was on the floor, tears escaping my eyes as I let out continuous sobs. I could hear her shouting and giggling to Harry’s words. Footsteps made their way over to the door before slowly knocking on it.

“Sam?”

Quickly I pulled my black skinnies up, laced up my boots and put my leather jacket on over his jumper. When I opened the door he was stood there looking up and down my attire.

“I’m going out. I thought you guys might like it.” I smiled in Tanya’s direction. She waved in response, a glass of wine in her hand. The urge I had to tip it down her dress was extreme.

“What about our pizzas together? Sam I can’t let you go out on your own.” His voice lowered at the last part of that sentence.

“Please stop it. I’m not scared, I’m not scared. Of anything. I am feared, I don’t need your help Harry. I’m going out and you can’t stop me.” His lip was bitten into and he ran his large hand through his hair with frustration. I took my opportunity and walked past him, opening his door and shutting it lightly behind me as made my way out of the building.

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I was slowly making my way down towards nowhere. I had just wanted to get out of there before I became embarrassed about my feels for Harry. Noticing the street I was about to turn onto I realised it was where Chris and Donny normally went to parties. I could hear the loud music echoing out of one of the buildings. Turning around quickly I hastily made my way into a different direction. People were all making there way towards the house party that was going on. My heart beat was starting to raise once more. If someone who knew Donny saw me here, they wouldn’t hesitate to drag me to him. Speeding up my pace I came into contact with a strong hold I had never seen before.

“Oh my I’m sorry.” I looked up to see a guy with strong features and lightly browning hair.

“It’s okay don’t worry about it babe.” Uh not another one calling me babe.

“Liam come on let’s get partying! Woop woop” A guy with a strong Irish accent ran past us yelling out with a bunch of other guys.

“Sorry gotta go as you can tell.” He smiled down at me and I quickly carried on walking past. That was close. Thank god it was no one Donny knew. As I was about to cross the road a car came straight at me. Head lights blinding me as it did. I let a small scream and was pushed out of the way suddenly, the car swerving to a sudden stop.

It was the guy named Liam again. I was breathing fast and my eyes were squeezed closed. He didn’t know about my bruises so he assumed the pain meant I had hurt myself in the fall.

“Are you alright?! Are you trying to get yourself killed? Louis why didn’t you slow down?!” My mouth fell agape as I stared at the three figures making their way over to me crumpled on the floor.

“I’m fine.” I said stubbornly, pushing myself away from them and off of the floor. Moving as fast as I could I sighed turning to the direction of Harry’s apartment. The three guys hadn’t bothered coming after me which I was slightly thankful for. I needed to have time to think before I came into contact with Harry again.

After making my way up the stairs and down the hall way towards the door I fumbled for the key. I was hoping I could sneak past him and hide in his bedroom but I knew that wouldn’t probably work. Shit. I had forgotten the spare key. Having no choice but to knock I raised my hand to the wooden door, as I was about to knock the door swung open revealing a shirtless Harry, dripping with what looked like beer.

“You smell like be-“ My arm was pulled into the room and the door was shut behind me. Tanya was lying across the couch in her underwear covered with beer too. I looked away and felt Harry pushing me away from Tanya as well. His hold was strong and certain on my elbows. I felt the bedroom door shut behind me as Harry leaned against it. Holding himself up with his arm.

“Harry why are you covered in Beer?”

He turned around and stared directly at me. My heart beat quickening. “Why did you leave like that?!”

I froze for another time in front of him.

“I-I- I Tanya was here I needed to go out.”

“I got a text from Liam telling me Louis almost killed a girl in a leather jacket.”

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