Samanthas POV
My heart fluttered a little when the hot water sounded from the shower. It rained down on my still warmed skin from Harry’s touch. A small smile spread across my lips and I found myself blushing without realisation. Slowly my hair became damp, and then it became wet. The blonde strands changing into a dark brown colour due to the amount of water hooked on each piece.
Steam rose from each drop of water and I found my skin starting to burn. But it felt nice. Finally I was safe. I had Harry, someone to love, someone to care for. Something to hold onto. It was refreshing, it was beautiful.
After washing my hair for another time in a matter of hours my whole body was steadily becoming more able. I could walk easier without the pain surging through my muscles. Sure my ankle was still withered and bent but I could move quite easily on it now. More hot water soaked through my pores and the hairs on my body stood up with approval. I stood there for a while. Just letting myself enjoy the small wonders of the world. My whole life I had felt lost and finally I had been found. Not by myself but by someone else. Harry. And that was something I would never forget.
I let my hair become soaked through once more before I stepped out the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. The bathroom was completely clouded with steam and I ran my finger over the mirror, watching the condensed water form a line from my touch. I saw my wide eyes through the clearness and my rosy cheeks from the heat.
Strong arms wrapped around my waist and I leaned back into the tall figure. His curly brown hair was tousled, something which was probably my doing as I recalled the happenings last night. How I so desperately wanted to feel him again. Right now. Just to see his eyes screw shut with pleasure and his plump lips opening with the desire when we spread through each other.
“You probably used up all the hot water.” He moaned into my ear and I found myself grinning in response. He was still in his boxers, the bare skin of his torso could be felt through the thin towel and his arm muscles protruded from tightening around me. It felt so good to have him. There was nothing more I wanted in the world.
“Long hair takes time to wash.” I heard him laugh a little before spinning me around to face him. His fingers lingered on the top of the material wrapped around me and I found myself blushing un-controllably. Gently his hands ran down my waist and rested upon my hips. I hid behind my hair quickly as he pulled me into him. The warm touch he had sending sparks through every bit of skin he explored along my arms, back and shoulders.
“I love it when you blush.” He grinned that same beautiful grin and I felt my heart skip a beat or two back. My hands went to his chest and I traced the edges of the black inked birds delicately. His breathing came out a little ragged from my light touch and he bit his lip in frustration.
“I love you.” I said teasingly back and I felt his soft lips press down onto mine. My arms wrapped around his neck carelessly and he moved his mouth in need for more against mine. When we came apart we were both searching for air but smiled simply from the moment.
“I love you too.” The warm lips of his own quickly kissed mine again and I felt myself standing up straight again with Harry’s help. I hadn’t realised that I was completely leaning against him the whole time. “Go and get ready beautiful, we will get your sister and then go bowling together. I thought you might want to see her.” The thought of Harry being with Bell made my heart go crazy. It would be something so precious and incredible. An idea that he would pick her up onto his back or take her to the park, maybe one day she could finally be with me. Even though I knew that was far from happening, it never hurt to dream now and again.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I questioned nervously. It all seemed to be happening so fast, Harry was moving on from the fact that Donny was no-where to be seen, Tanya was almost as dead as I was and Niall was in the hospital with a stab wound. The fact that we were getting ready to go out on a date together all seemed a bit obscure and forced a wash of guilt over me.
I felt his large hands entwine with mine and his lips gently brush my forehead.
“I want to take you out. Finally we can do something like this. Of course I worry about Niall. And as soon as we are done bowling I will drive straight to the hospital to see him. He has the guys, and you know him, he’d be forcing us to go on a date even if he was headless.” I smiled at his little joke before his hands cupped my cheeks longingly.
“Donny will come back. He would never leave Tanya.” He said with certainty. My heart became slightly knotted and my chest tightened as my memories were relived. Donny’s lips against mine as we huddled together in the dark room. Donny and I sat together on the bench in the park, as he kissed me again and explained his desires of me. I had to make sure that he was okay. Not because of all of that, although there was something deep down inside me that longed for our relationship to start over again. I wonder what it would be like to get to know the real Donny without the sexual forces, the groping and grabbing. But I would make sure that he was okay for Tanya and the baby. Because I wasn’t going to let Tanya fall anymore.
Harry didn’t know about Donny’s feelings for me. He only believed us to be friends. I knew Harry despised Donny with a passion but after he saved his life from Max. I wasn’t so sure on what he felt to him anymore.
“You are right.” I smiled at him agreeing to what he had said. Quickly I stood up on my tip toes and kissed his cheek softly. Walking out of the bathroom I started to pick out a suitable outfit from out pile of boxes. It was weird having them still un-packed. But it definitely would save trouble when Tanya’s parents were back and we had to find somewhere else to go. Sure we had the keys to Harry’s apartment. But it wasn’t actually our property. I’m sure we’d figure something out though.
The water from the shower sounded and I dropped the towel onto the floor finding some underwear and slipping them on. I whimpered a little from my ankle when it twisted on my body weight. My hands finding the bed side table to hold me up as the pain started to fade. Harry was right, I really should get that checked out. But for now other things were on my mind. Like Bella, and beating Harry at bowling.
Clipping on a white lace bra, one that Tanya had forced me to take from her supply of clothes. I took a light blue knitted sweater and some dark blue skinnies. My hair ran damp down my back and when I looked in the mirror waves had started to form above the bottom of my hips. Running my hands through it was all I did in order to get it to dry the way I desired it to. Pulling on a pair of socks I saw the bag of my makeup in the box. It only held eyeliner and mascara, still after using them for years I could never even attempt to apply makeup as good as Tanya could.
Glancing to the ajar bathroom door, a small trail of steam was seeping through. Smiling at Harry’s random bursts of singing I picked up the small makeup bag and made my way out of the room. My sweater was slightly baggy on my shoulders, causing it to keep falling on and off. I should have changed it to another one but I really couldn’t find the strength in my ankle to make more work for it.
Knocking lightly on Tanya’s door she returned with her bubbly voice, accepting my entrance into her pink and violet room. It was exactly how I remembered it, perfectly organised. Makeup table in one corner, walk in wardrobe in the other. The smell of lavender washed through my senses when my eyes caught the glowing candle by her double bed.
She lay in the feathered bed sheets, her back propped up against around five pillows and a cosmopolitan magazine against one knee. The head line in black stating. “TOP 10 SEX POSISTIONS TO MAKE YOUR LOVE LIFE WAY MORE EROTIC.”
“Is that good?” I laughed before sitting down on the edge of her bed next to her. She wore a baggy t shirt that was like a dress on her now bony frame, and a pair of hot pink pyjama shorts along with it. One hand rested upon her baby bump and I saw her eyebrows furrow as she read the sex words on the materialised page.
“I don’t understand how doing it upside down against the wall makes sex better. I’m pretty sure that would just be annoying as fuck.” She said cheerfully and my eyes noticed how her eyes were more awake, the dark circles now almost completely gone. Her cheeks looked fuller and her hair was shiny against the chestnut headboard she was sat against.
“That’s true. You look better.” I said to her smiling and she chucked the magazine down on the bed as she turned and looked at me.
“And you look as though you and Harry just had an amazing night together.” She winked and my mouth fell agape a little from shock.
“What-no-“ She cut me off easily and smirked with a reply.
“God you two were loud, what positions did you do to make your sex life more erotic?” I felt my cheeks becoming incredibly rosy and she playfully pushed my shoulder. “I’m just kidding. But I’m sure it was good.” Another wink came from her and I found myself laughing in response.
“It was good. But I have nothing to compare it to anyway. Harry’s my first.” I stated proudly and she looked at me amused.
“What? Oh my god shut up. You were a virgin before the hazza entered you?!” She said this as if it was the most amazing and astonishing thing on the planet. I merely nodded in response before she quickly picked up the magazine again and started to flick through it hastily.
Page went after page and I turned to face her more curiously.
“Aha, now then. We are gonna make your sex life incredible. So today we are going to be looking through all of my magazines and I will be teaching you the art of the troubled just-lost-her-virginity-girl.” She beamed at me excitedly before clapping her hands together and climbing off of the bed. I watched her run towards her wardrobe and when she re-appeared with around 30 magazines in her hold. Quickly I ran to help her and she mentally thanked me trying to sort out her breathing. We chucked them out on the bed and every celebrity/model you could think of was on the covers of them. They all seemed to be doing the same pose. A stance that showed their feminine beauty and how they didn’t need a man in their life.
Tanya sat back up against the head board and picked one up at random. On the cover was Katy Perry showing off her amazing double D bra cup in a tight red number. This time the title said: “IS YOUR MAN NOT PLEASING YOU GOOD ENOUGH? FIND OUT HOW TO MAKE HIM DESPERATE FOR MORE.”
I cringed a little at the words. The thought of me and Harry doing dirty, erotic sex was a little bit out of the picture for now.
“Tanya.” I said in her direction whilst picking up one with Lady Gaga on. My eyes flicked through it and I noted down mentally how badly I wish I could’ve looked through these when I was a couple years younger. Tanya had seemed to be collecting these for years. And obviously it paid off with her vast knowledge on everything sexual and fashionable.
“Yes?” She said questioningly her eyes still scanning the page.
“Harry’s taking me on a date…” I spoke quietly and her eyes suddenly locked onto mine.
“Oh my god!” She squealed with joy before pushing the magazines away and dragging me over to her makeup desk. “Where’s he taking you?” I heard her say as I was forced to sit in her chair and swivelled to face the mirror in front of me.
Unlike Tanya my eyes were still dull and my skin still tired and drained. I felt her hands rubbing some sort of cream all over my skin and I felt it start to burn a little. Although it strangely felt refreshing and good.
“We are just going bowling with Bella and maybe out for a meal.” I said nervously. Why was I nervous to go on a date with someone I had already had inside me three times. I loved him. This was nothing to be nervous about.
“Okay so bowling, then meal. Minimal makeup is needed, maybe a neutral kind of Smokey eye with a little bit of winged eyeliner. It will really make your brown eyes pop.” She spoke excitedly even though my brain had no idea what she was talking about. I smiled accepting it.
Tanya was incredible. The way she was handling everything as though none of it ever happened. Suddenly I felt my eyes being poked, prodded and brushed. Every time I opened them to see what tools she was using she merely made me shut them again so she could apply more brown shimmer. I felt the same cooling sensation on my upper eyelid from the eyeliner. However she was extending it more than normal from the edge.
“Man I love doing your makeup. You have such nice features.” She said easily as she made me blink through a mascara brush. “And god your eyelashes are amazing.” I noticed her biting her lip with concentration whilst taking some foundation and blending it in over my skin. “This will just make you look more alive. Something guys quite like in a girl.” We both laughed as I was spun back to face the mirror.
The girl that sat before was almost like a stranger. But it still looked like me. It was myself just more enhanced. My skin was glowing and it shimmered under the light in all the right places. Black eyeliner was winged out at the corners of my eyes as brown shimmery shades were artistically brushed along my eyelid. Making it look like something on a canvas. My eyelashes were now black and fluttered heavily when I blinked. Strangely the feeling was okay and it made me smile.
“Tanya I look amazing. It’s so weird…what do you read in those magazines?” I said shocked by my new appearance. Her hands started to run through my tangled hair as she took pieces from my face and pinned them back effortlessly. Making my cheek bones appear more defined and on show.
“Oh ya know. This and that.” She smiled another time before stepping back to witness her masterpiece.
“Tanya are you gonna be okay here on your own?” I said sympathetically as she lightly showed her white teeth in a smile. She made her way over to the bed and hopped back down on it, taking a sip from the water bottle next to it and a bite from the spoon of cereal.
“Donny called me saying he would be back in an hour or so.” She said reassuringly and I felt a huge weight lift off of my shoulders. Donny was coming back to her. Thank god. I knew he would. He wasn’t the type of person to run away after something bad had happened, he was the type of person to face it head on.
“That’s good. I’m glad this is all over now and we can move on. How are you and the baby doing?” I said before a knock sounded on the door. Harry’s velvet voice drifted through the small gap when it opened and Tanya announced that he could come in.
As soon as he entered and started to gape at my new appearance with shock and desire Tanya didn’t give him a chance to speak.
“So what position do you really badly want to do with Sam?” She said easily as though it was an everyday occurrence to ask your ex-boyfriend what he preferred in his sex life with his newly found girlfriend.
“What?” He said laughing a little as the back of his hand brushed across my simmering bronzed cheekbone.
“Come one we all know you guys need to get a little bit more crazy in bed together. My parents have some sex toys if you want-“
“Tanya that’s enough.” I said quickly as more heat rose onto my cheeks from embarrassment. She found this amusing and her bubbly laughed made us all smile in response.
“You guys should get going anyway, it’s almost 3 already. You had a very busy night last night.” We watched her wink before settling down against the head board with another magazine.
“Thank you for everything Tanya.” I said happily as I quickly ran over and embraced her in a hug. She hugged me back before pushing me in the direction of Harry. He wore a white t shirt and a blue shirt opened over the top of it. Black skinny jeans were also in his attire and his white converse had returned. He looked perfect. Then again if he was stood there in a bin bag I would still find it the most perfect thing on the planet.
“Laters love birdssss.” She called as we left her room and made our way down the hall. Harry’s hand was entwined with mine and I felt myself blushing un-controllably like a little girl. It was as though this was our first time alone together ever. It felt so thrilling and made me extremely nervous at the same time.
“You look so beautiful Sam. And you don’t even need it anyway.” His velvet voice spoke before I was picked up down the last few steps of the stairs and held against him. I giggled a little as he carried me all the way over the front door. Kicking my legs and kissing his cheek over and over again.
“I wanted to make an impression.” I said proudly as I felt my feet touch the floor again and he knelt down helping to lace up my boots.
“You always make an impression. It’s gonna be hard to refrain myself from taking down every guy that looks at you today.”
“Oh come on that would never happen Harry.” Although his compliment did make my heart flutter undeniably. He stood up once he was done lacing up and his lips kissed mine forcefully. I felt him pull me closer to him with my hips as we worked out mouths against the others hard. I broke away breathing heavily as his lips caressed down my jaw bone and neck.
“What was that for?” I said breathlessly as he kept pressing light kisses on my skin.
“You are mine. I don’t want that ever change.” My hands found their way into his curls as the front door was opened by Donny. He stood looking completely dishevelled and tired as I tried to jump away however Harry kept his hold on me tightly.
“Everything okay?” Harry spoke to him but Donny’s eyes were ferociously set upon mine, they never seemed to leave them. He nodded without looking at Harry and pushed past us up the stairs. Probably towards Tanya.
“Well that was interesting.” I said embarrassed before his lips kissed my cheek for another time. Quickly he grabbed his jacket and took out his wallet and keys. Shoving them into his jean pockets before hanging the leather back up.
“Shall we my lady?” He spoke poshly before holding his arm out for me to take. A small smile spread onto my lips and I hooked my arm through his gently.
“We shall.”
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I watched from the booth as Harry helped Bell to hold her bright pink chosen bowling ball. He towered over her more than he towered over me, it made me feel tranquil and happy. For he could protect Bell easily if something ever happened.
When we had picked Bella up from the foster home she had been so excited to see me that tears stung my eyes without hesitation.
“No Harry I can do it!” She whined before dropping the ball onto the run way. Slowly it rolled a little before stopping right in the middle. I laughed when she smiled approvingly towards Harry and he picked her up, swinging her around in circles. It seemed like something I would never find old or boring to watch. He seemed to find being with kids so easy, maybe he always wanted a brother or sister. The thought saddened me but when Bella ran over and pulled on my hand, it was my turn to throw a ball.
Standing up I made my way over to the ball rack as Bella hugged around my waist tightly. Harry almost had to pry her away so swinging my hand back wouldn’t knock her out. My feet were sliding along the shiny polished floor and I came up to the line to throw. Furrowing my brows I concentrated hard on the middle pin.
I swung my arm back but as I was about to release I felt familiar strong arms around me, guiding my arm to the right direction.
“You are gonna spin that ball Sam. It wouldn’t hit any if you threw it.” His velvet voice whispered into my ear as his long fingers moved a few strands away from my face. I could feel the heated sensation of blush creeping onto my makeup covered cheeks. Strangely Harry’s touch made my heart flutter like crazy and his hands brushing the bare skin under my sweater as it rose didn’t help.
The palms of his hands moved on to my arm. One holding the back of my hand steady, the other supporting my forearm.
“What are you doing?” I whispered shyly before he swung the ball back with me and it rolled down the runway. It gleamed under the multi-coloured lights and I felt myself leaning back into Harry as it knocked down all ten pins. Suddenly I threw my hands up into the air with shock and turned around to see him trying to disguise a smirk. It played on his lips and I couldn’t stop myself from wishing to kiss him.
“You are welcome.” He said cheekily before I felt his hand smack my bum gently, I quickly jumped out the way from the unusual touch as I hid behind my hair. A small thread of happiness dancing on my lips.
“Are you gonna get married? And have loads of babies? I heard that babies get delivered to your doorstep. Maybe you could order one of amazon. Dom always talks about it.” Bell said excitedly as Harry sat down, pulling her onto his lap and playing with her small pigtails.
“I like that idea you have Bella.” Harry glanced towards me still standing next to the ball rack and I felt myself becoming even more flushed.
“I’m sure Harry has good babies.” She nodded in agreement to me and I found myself sitting on the plush seat next to her. The tele screen above our section telling us it was Harry’s turn but he seemed too focused on something else.
“I’m sure Sam has good babies too.” He said with a smirk and Bella clapped her hands excitedly.
“You have to get a girl one.” She smiled at me and I brushed a fallen strand of hair behind her small ears. Her big green eyes pouring into mine like water and her delicate features reminding me of a distinct, hazy mixture between our parent’s.
“We’ll see what we can do.” Harry said to her although his eyes were fixed on mine and I could tell he wasn’t joking about wanting a family with me.
Was it bad that even now, this all felt so sudden?

Notes

SORRY.
For this taking so long to update.
I recently started school, orchestra, piano lessons, a job. I'm so busy right now it is unbelievable.
But i will definitely be still updating this story as much as i can. I really hope you guys understand that Dx
Alsoo i still havent seen the movie? Is it gooood?

Another chapter or so left. And then SEQUEL. But more on that another time :D Love you all x

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