Samanthas POV
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I watched as Harry fiddled with the key Tanya had given him to open her large oak front doors. Rain had started to drip out of the dust cloud sky and my heart fluttered noticing the drips fall onto Harry’s curls, coating small strands with wetness. My hands ached to caress them. His eyebrows furrowed before he finally opened the door and smiled cutely in my direction. Like he had just presented me with anything I could ever want. It was adorable.
I stepped inside from the dark rainy atmosphere and rolled the sleeves of my damp blue sweater up. Harry shook his hair before running his long fingers through it. Breaking up the knots with ease. My cheeks rose with heat from the warmth of the room and the thought of Harry. He smiled at me lightly before walking towards my body and pressing a soft kiss to the skin on my forehead. My eyes shut when he did so and my whole body tensed with desire. The delicate fingers he acquired ran across my cheek and down my neck gently. As though I was as fragile as glass. Somehow this reassured how much I loved Harry. He was everything I needed in the world.
“Would you like a beverage?” He said cheekily before winking and walking towards the kitchen. The house was quiet, Donny and Tanya probably upstairs doing who knows what. The idea of him being with her made me happy and finally restful. My legs followed his direction and I plopped myself down on one of the bar stools. I noticed him taking out a couple of beers and passing one to me.
“Why Harry are you trying to get me drunk?” I said with a mock expression of shock before his expression made me giggle. Running my fingers through the ends of my tangled wet hair I then wiped the water from my eyes. A black smudge of bronze and brown came off and I remembered the makeup Tanya had applied earlier.
“You really didn’t need that.” He said before taking a sip of his beer and grabbing a wet cloth. Walking over to me, he spun me around on the chair, so my back was against the island and my body was towered of his. I watched as his tongue ran over his lips now again whilst he dedicatedly attempted to remove all of the mask on my face. “God how much did she put on.” He exclaimed and we both laughed. I felt his mouth press against mine a little before I opened my lips to give him more access. Slowly he moved his elbows onto the island either side of me and we were kissing heavily. My heart hammered in my chest fast from the desperation for him. A small grunt passed from him between us and I slid my hand down his t shirt and into the waist band of his jeans. He gave me a look of confusion before his lips carried on making their way down my neck.
“I want to marry you.” I heard him say breathlessly before he stood up more. His hand taking mine in his grasp as he carefully examined its supposedly beauty. Blush crept upon my cheeks and he looked me deep in the eyes. The green was flaming once more and the yellow crescents dented them with trust. His eyelashes were even darker, some of them clumping together from the water they had taken on. “I’m being more serious than is even possible Sam. I want to marry you. I’ll do it right now if that’s what it takes.”
I could feel my throat becoming dry with the unknowing of how to reply. My chest tightening and my whole body decided to freeze to the spot. “Sam say something to me.” Slowly I watched him bend down on one knee and I jumped up from the stool hastily. Almost knocking it over. I cursed under my breath as my heart beat rose even more and I saw him staring at me. My hand was still within his grasp but now it was shaking ever so slightly. How could someone want to marry me? Harry couldn’t propose right here, right now. This was so un-expecting and new to me. I’d probably end up hurting him without realising yet he wants to spend his life with me.
“Harry-“ I choked out before shutting my eyelids gently. They started to become heavy and I felt the room tipping slightly. Quickly they opened and he was still in front of me knelt on the floor. A concerned look was across his beautiful features. I watched him stand back up before wrapping his arms strongly around my frail body and pulling me against him tightly. The warmth of his hands caressed up and down my back and I could feel myself relaxing. Harry was home to me.
“Of course I wouldn’t push you into anything Sam. I love you and of course I want to be with you. But if I’m going to fast tell me. I’d hate to push you into things.” My arms found their place around him and I just stayed still. We swayed a little and he stroked my hair as I became even limper in his arms. My withered ankle finally responding to all the walking I had done today.
When we stopped he cupped my face carefully and gazed longingly into my eyes.
“I promise you Samantha Noles, I will be here for you. Always.” I searched him for the ability to produce a response but once again nothing came out. Only the waters of my tear ducts rolled down my cheeks. I nodded lightly as his fingers wiped away the small tears.
“I love you.” I managed to say quietly and he pulled me back into his arms for another time. “Do you really want to have a family with me? We are so young Harry-“
He cut me off with a finger to my mouth and then moved it to stroke my cheek.
“Of course I want a family with you. I know we are too young for all if this, so we will wait. Everything will work out eventually. You’ve been through so much recently.” He said this as though he was scared I would never be fully awake after what had happened. Just this sad, tired, messed up girl who has her best friend do her makeup every day. If she could even get out bed.
“Okay. We will sort this out. And yes. I will marry you. But when the time is right.” I said slowly and hesitantly afraid of what his reaction might be. However he seemed extremely happy by this and picked me up easily. I laughed when he spun me around and kissed me with such passion that it burned. We lingered on the taste of each other for a while before Donny walked into the kitchen. He had his shirt off and a huge red gash was striped across his torso. Without realising I moved to him and quickly took in the sight.
“Donny what the hell happened!” I spoke nervously and hurried to get a new clean cloth. When I tried to press it down on the dirty red gash he merely held my wrists like I was nothing. Harry practically growled for him to let go behind me and he did just that.
“What happened Donny?” The velvet voice of Harry’s spoke angrily before he had his hands on my hips gently. Why was he doing this? It was only Donny. He saved Harry’s life. But then again he was going a little crazy.
An image of Chris lighting the match barricaded my thoughts and I quickly squeezed my eyes shut. Trying to forget about him completely. But I knew that would never be possible.
“Tom came back. It’s nothing.” He pushed on us before shrugging and taking the clean cloth to clear up the now drying blood. I watched him pressing it down on his bare skin and wiping feverishly. Trying to wash away the dirt and remembrance of the event.
“Tom did this to you?” I said annoyed and found myself choking a little. Tom was back. Yet again nothing was truly settled.
“Sammi, he won’t come back now. He took Max’s body and they all took out me that was all.” He winced a little when he carried on wiping and I bit my lip with a strong sense of nervousness. Harry must have seen this because he was slowly trying to pull me away and towards the kitchen entrance.
“Sam needs to sleep.” He said easily and I groaned with disapproval. I don’t need to rest. I need to know what happened. It feels like I’ve known Donny for so long and we’ve pretty much been together my whole life. Yes he did things to me, but we had worked it out. If anything happened to him I wouldn’t take it easy.
“I don’t need to sleep Harry. I need to know more about Tom. We have to be ready!” I felt Harry spin me around to him and he cupped my cheeks in his hands gently.
“Tom isn’t coming anywhere near us anymore okay?” He spoke carefully to me, making sure every syllable could be heard. My body shook a little before I accepted his response with a small nod. I could feel Donny’s eyes on me from behind. They stared at me, searching for all my secrets and desires. Turning around I looked back at him with confusion. He deepened his eyes on mine and I felt every nerve in my body explode. The feeling was so strange, I was scared of him. I was scared of Donny again.
Looking away hastily to the floor, Harrys hands were on my elbows guiding me out of the kitchen. I placed both my hands on my forehead as a mediocre ache started to spread through with ease.
“Sam are you okay?” Harry said concerned and I felt myself falling back into him. This was all too much to take in. Harry wanting marriage, Tom being back and Donny making me scared again. He had never looked at me like that before. Like I was prey or something he would do anything to win.
“Yeah I’m fine.” I brushed him off but he didn’t accept it. Delicately he entwined my hands with his and helped me to walk up the stairs. Another time this had happened. Why was I become so weak and useless? My eyes fluttered closed, the weight of them dragging me down as Harry’s body behind me became stronger and stronger. As I became weaker and weaker. I felt every sense loosening. I was giving up. If Tom came I wouldn’t find the strength to stand up for myself. I hated every second thinking about it.
“You don’t seem fine.” He caressed me with his voice again and I became limper. Realising this he picked me up in his arms once again. My head falling into the crook of his warm neck and my arms loosely hanging around him. The arm wrapped around my back held me tightly to him and I couldn’t feel anymore safer. “You don’t ever seem fine now…” He trailed off quietly and I could feel the pain in his voice when he spoke.
“Harry I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s happening.” I mumbled as a few cloudy tears crossed my vision. We came to the bedroom door and he pushed it open gently. Shutting it behind him with his foot.
The soft plush covers were felt underneath me as he sat me down on the bed. I watched under fallen strands of damp hair as he knelt down in front of me. Taking my hands into his again.
“Don’t be sorry beautiful. You were practically kidnapped and tortured by a stranger. Of course you are going to find everything more overwhelming than it was before.” The fine skin on his long fingers brushed my knuckles lightly, spreading a small spark through me. When he spoke his voice was quieter, lower and deeper. It was like I would shatter before him. Something which I couldn’t stand to think of. A few tears stung my water line and I could feel the wetness rolling down my cheek.
“God I’m crying again.” I mumbled as he laughed and helped me to wipe it away.
“Do you want to get away from here?” He suddenly stated and I looked at him with dismay. His tall frame stood up and he stroked my cheek with his hand as I fell back into the bed slowly. He climbed above me, hovering as he looked into my eyes. I saw his green ones in return and my heart sped up a little more.
“You mean run away?” I said with a little gasp of air as he carried on running his hand along my cheek bone. Slowly moving it down my jaw and then to the hanging sweater. The touch moving a long my bare shoulder and he leant down kissing it softly. Making my head roll to the side to give him more.
“I wouldn’t call it running away. I’d call it escaping from everything. Something you need.”
“But Harry what about Tanya? Donny they could get hurt again. The guys and the band?” He silenced me with a passionate touch of his lips to mine. One that wouldn’t stop because of how much feeling he put into it.
“You keep coming into a house where you were kidnapped and threatened. A house were we almost left each other completely. Every time you see Tanya you think about how you couldn’t protect her enough. Every time you see Donny you think of the gun in his hand. Even the guys remind you of what happened. Sam I want to take you away from it all. Just you and me for a while. Just us.” He spoke with such desperation and wanting it made me freeze to the spot.
“Yes.” I said quietly it almost didn’t sound at all. My hands reach up and I touched his lips with the tips of my fingers. Then softly they travelled across every prominent feature he had. After a while they were in his brown curls. Stroking and playing with them gently. I felt his mouth meet mine again and I found myself kissing back hard. The sweetness of his taste melted through me and I gasped for more. His arms slowly moved around under my back and he pulled me against him. We fell onto our sides on the bed and Harry pulled his shirt off, letting more warmth pulse into me. My head buried itself into his chest and he ran his hands up and down my back under my sweater. Every touch making me go crazy for him.
“It will be over soon Sam. It will be over soon.” These words kept repeating in my head, over and over again. Erasing everything I had ever done wrong.
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I woke with a pain in my head. The clothes we had fallen asleep in were still clinging to our bodies. The sweater I wore was completely creased and even saggier. Gently I tried to pull it off, Harry’s strong hands suddenly came to help me.
“Why are you awake?” I said shocked, the clock said it was 4am. And I had only woken up because of my headache.
“You think I’m going to let what happened last time happen again?” I thought back to the swimming pool incident and Harry fast asleep in this room. No idea what was happening under the water.
“Harry. That won’t happen again. It was just a stupid mistake I made. I tripped and fell.”
“We all know that isn’t true.” He said sternly before kissing my head lightly.
“You think I tried to kill myself too don’t you?” I spoke with disbelief and he looked at me with concern. But a small show of guilt crossed his beautiful features.
“Sam. You can’t swim and jumped into a pool. What other explanation is there for that?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Harry was the best thing to ever happen to me, of course I wouldn’t just leave him like that. I wouldn’t ever leave him.
“Chris was there! Chris pushed me in-“ He cut me off by throwing the sweater onto the floor and pulling me against him hard. His strong arms holding me tightly and his lips tracing along my forehead.
“Shhhh Chris wasn’t there. Chris is dead Sam.”
“You weren’t there! You don’t know…” I managed to sob out and he stroked my long hair soothingly. Making sure he didn’t pull on any knot at all.
“Sam. I wasn’t there. But I was the one who pulled you out. I don’t want to have to do that again. You almost died.”
“I’ve almost died many time’s before it’s nothing new.” I spoke quietly and he stared into me. An expression of sadness on him. Suddenly I felt extremely bad for what I had just said. Harry had tried to save me so many times and I always shrugged it off.
“Harry- I’m sorry I didn’t mean it like that.” The words left my mouth desperately but he kissed my lips softly before turning over and showing me his defined back.
I sat up sulkily and got up out of the tangled sheets.
“Where are you going?” He grunted into the pillow, his deep voice making me shiver.
“I’m going to get a drink.” He responded quickly and sat up. His hair messy and dishevelled on his head.
“I’m coming with you.” I looked at him with shock and annoyance.
“I’m not a baby. I can do it myself.”
“You are my baby. And I am not letting you.” The strength in his voice taunted me and he stood up hastily. He was only in boxers, meaning he must have undressed whilst I was sleeping. A warm touch was along my back as he unclipped my bra. The plump lips of his kissed along the back of my shoulder and the material fell onto the floor. Strong arms wrapped around my waist and undid the button on my skinny jeans.
“I know you can do it yourself. But I’m doing it for you.” I nodded a little and watched him undress me from behind. It was mesmerising to me. The way he did it so easily and carefully. Making me feel as if I was dreaming about the incredible touch he possessed.
Before I knew it I was stood in only my underwear. The rest of my clothes including my bra were on the floor around me. My cheeks flushed with head when he lifted my chin up and kissed me delicately on the lips. Gradually my hands moved to his cheeks and then ran down his neck lightly.
“I will get you a drink stay here.” He whispered in-between our kiss and pulled his Ramones shirt over my head carefully. It fell around me like a blanket, stopping just above mid-thigh on me.
“Okay Harry.” I smiled a little and jumped up onto my tip toes, kissing him again. He swung me onto his shoulder and laid me down in our tangled mess of bed sheets. I snuggled into them, watching as he pulled on a pair of joggers and left the room. The idea of Harry was perfect. But actually having Harry was un-real perfection.
A couple minutes later he came back with a drink of water and some paracetamol. He saw me looking at him as I lay on my side. I had put my hair up in a messy bun because of how uncomfortable I was feeling. Or maybe it was just because Harry was gone for a minute or so. Either way when he came back my whole body relaxed. How did he do it?
His expression was a little angry but he tried not to show it when he sat next to me. His hand brushing the strands of hair away from my face and running his thumb along my cheekbone.
“Sit up Sam.” He said gently as I moved to an upright position. Our faces even closer together for I could feel his curls brushing my head. He passed me the ice cold water and two small pills. “They should stop your headaches.” The velvet voice pronounced and I nodded in agreement.
“I hope so, they are so annoying.” I said before taking the pills and swirling them down with liquid. His hand was still playing with the falling strands that were now loosening from my hair tie. Moving them out of the way of my vision as his fingers brushed my skin.
“Donny was downstairs. He asked me if you were awake.” Harry said with annoyance. I looked at him puzzled.
“Why?” Was all I could say in response. He tucked another strand behind my ear and then ran his hand down my neck before sighing. His eyes were focused on his hand the whole time and what he was doing.
“He wants to talk to you. Alone.” Now he looked at me.
“But it’s so early in the morning why is he even awake?” I said confused and he shrugged in reply.
“I don’t think you should talk to him until you get some more rest.” Harry said comfortingly before taking the glass from me and helping me to lie down again.
“Maybe I should just go and talk to him…just quickly. See what he wants I guess.” Harry looked at me disapprovingly but didn’t object.
“If you aren’t back in two minutes I will go down there. Yes he saved my life, but I don’t trust him around you.” I climbed out of bed and kissed Harry on the nose.
“I promise I’ll be quick.”
“Sam put some pyjama’s on at least.” His eyes travelled to my bare legs and I blushed hard.
“ummm yes right.” I grabbed some pyjama shorts from our unboxed things and made my way downstairs.
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Donny was sat on the sofa in the living room. A blanket covering his lower half and Tanya’s pillows all supporting behind his head. His torso was bare and still exposed. The idea of Tom cutting him made me cringe with hate. But there was nothing I could have done to stop it.
When he saw me he quickly sat up and moved his legs to let me sit down.
“Sam. Harry said you weren’t feeling well. Is everything alright?” I moved to sit next to him, embarrassed with my attire and chosen pyjamas shorts. They were barely longer than my underwear. Bad decision Samantha.
“Yes everything’s fine. How are you?” I said, glancing at his now healing cut.
“Ah I’m good. It’s you who I worry about.” He said the last bit quieter, making me slightly nervous. Slowly he moved closer to me and I tried to sit a little bit more back as he did so.
“What did you want to talk about?” I said quickly trying to keep the conversation going.
“You.” I froze a little and remembered that Harry would come down soon. Donny wouldn’t be able to do anything to me. Plus I’d leave before that was possible anyway. Harry was my everything.
“ummm me?” I managed to say confused and he nodded, brushing his hand along mine. Hastily I moved it away and put it between my legs.
“Why can’t you be mine?” I jumped up and stepped back from the sofa. I was not going to let this happen. Not at all. Tanya was his. They were having a baby together. What was wrong with him right now? He moved up too. Revealing his dark jeans on his hips. They looked damp and dirty. Tom must have got him on the floor at some point.
“Donny. Stop it. We’ve had this discussion before. What’s gotten into you?” My lips spoke bitingly. However his dark frame carried on walking towards me. The wall behind me approaching closer and closer.
“I’ve never stopped wanting you. Everyone is asleep. I can have you.”
“Donny.” I said again strongly before he grabbed my arm when I tried to move away and pulled me against him hard. He tightened his hold and I clenched my teeth, trying not show how badly it hurt. He pushed me up against the wall and locked me there with his legs. I pushed him hard with my other hand but he held me still. His other hand now pressing down over my lips so I couldn’t scream.
“I’m not going to hurt you Sammi. I just need you to see how much I love you.” Shaking my head I fustratedly moved but he wouldn’t let me budge. His cold hand ran down into my underwear and I screamed into his other one. My legs kicking hard as he tried to find my entrance. Prodding it with his fingers and making me shake from how scared I was. This was torture.
His lips kissed against mine with so much force I felt them bruising. My head kept throbbing against the wall every time he moved me back against it again.
“How can you not want this Sammi? We have been together so long. Its always been me and you.”
I shook my head again as I squeezed my eyes shut, I seized the chance and shouted for Harry as loudly as I could. The fact that Tanya’s house was so big didn’t help my already choking voice.
“You don’t want to do this. Chris made you before. Someone’s making you now.” I said through gritted teeth but he only forced me back into the wall harder. A whimper escaped my lips as he pushed his finger into me hard. A cry came from me right when Donny was tackled to the floor.
My body fell down and slumped onto the ground. My heart hammering against my tight chest.
“We are leaving. And you will never ever see her again Donny. You sick bastard.” Harry spoke after sending punches into him. Although Donny managed to hit Harry a few times, making his lip bleed a little. He stood up, leaving him on the floor against the coffee table. Blood trailing down his nose. He looked crazy. His eyes wide with excitement and he sucked on his finger. Staring straight at Harry.
“You got yourself a keeper. She tastes good.” He smiled devilishly before Harry lost it completely.
“Harry!” I shouted to him before he killed Donny with his fist only. He turned to face me. His eyes wide with horror and protectiveness. Walking towards me he picked me up in his arms and left Donny alone in the living room.
We made it back into the bedroom before I broke down into tears and Harry managed to smash the glass of water cutting his palm now too.
Warm arms wrapped around me and he moved me around the room with him. Throwing our stuff into the boxes.
“We are leaving now.”
“But Harry- the band, Niall’s in the hospital. Tanya. She can’t be left with Donny.” I spoke as fast as I could. My heart still thundering inside me.
“He would’ve fucked you if I hadn’t had come down. No wait actually he would have raped you.”
“Donny wouldn’t do that.” I protested. He wouldn’t. He couldn’t.
“He just forcefully fingered you didn’t he?!” He shouted to me and I cowered behind my hair on the spot. “Sam I’m sorry I didn’t mean to lose it like that.” He pulled me against him carefully and kissed the top of my head as I sobbed into him.
Finally I was leaving Donny forever. Donny wouldn’t have done what he did willingly. Unless he was being forced to. But he was strong enough to disagree to that now. The only person that made him do those things to me was Chris. But Chris is dead…right?
When I opened my eyes again. All I could see was Harry’s tattoos on his body. My fingers lightly tracing them.
That’s when it struck me. This was no ending. This was only the beginning.
A beginning.
The beginning.

Notes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wWttGChn5ZE <------ THE FINAL SONG FOR THE ENDING.

So thats it for this story. Thats the ending.

Harry and Sam are leaving. Tom supposedly took Max's body and hurt Donny...but why would Tom even bother? Wouldn't someone else want to see Donny again and the body of Max?.... Why was Donny acting that way? Where's Dom and Bell?

What will happen to Tanya? Is she even in her bedroom?

You will all find out soon.

The sequel. "The beginning." Will be out some time in october.
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