The Ending.

I quickly tried to push myself up but my arms trembled when I did. Every nerve felt like it had become numb and was restricting as much movement as they could.

A hand became once more knotted into my hair and clenched my teeth trying not to look weak anymore. Donny’s arm was wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him harder and tighter. It felt like I was being constantly pushed in my gut. I was finding it difficult to breath. A small drop of blood was spread across my lips when I ran my tongue over the cut. Donny definitely could punch hard.

When I looked up I saw a shaking Tanya there.

“D-donny what are you gonna do to her?” I felt his grip on me tighten slightly. Stay strong Samantha. Ignore the pain.

“First Tanya tell me where Harry is. He might want to watch this.” A sob came out of my lips when his hand released my hair but went around my neck. “One movement and she will be dead. You know I’m strong enough to do it. You know she’s too weak for her body to even attempt to survive. Poor little Samantha.” My breathing came out in random gasps for air and I felt my body being dragged back up against the brick wall. His hold still as tight as possible on me.

Tanya’s face read no expression and suddenly Harry was stood next to her. I could see his green eyes were bulging his neck showed a prominent vein pulsating with hatred. I must have looked so weak and disgusting to him. No wonder he didn’t want to show affection in public.

“Ahhh Harry come to watch the show have we?” I kicked my legs as hard as I could trying to wriggle free but his arm around my neck tightened even more, making me release a ragged and barely acceptable breath. I felt Donny’s hand slowly caress my swollen cheek. “He’s a bit breathless isn’t he…love.” Laughter came from his body behind me and I squeezed my eyes shut, I felt my breathing slower. My body trying so desperately to gain some air into my lungs.

“I-i-can-t-t breat-“ My nails clawed at his arm but it failed to make him let go.

“Why are you doing this.” It wasn’t a question but more of a statement that came from Harry’s lips. I could see his fists tightening and he was nearing me. A crumpled breath came out of my lips for another time.

“Why are you doing this.” His voice spoke again, it was rising and I could tell that in any second he was going to go mental.

“Because I love her Harry isn’t it obvious. I was the one who took her in when she had no one! Why don’t you ask her what her parents did to her! Why don’t’ you see how much better I’ve made her life!” His voice roared behind me. How dare he say that. He ruined my life and caused me nothing but harm. My head was already spinning but I didn’t want to be the damsel in distress anymore. I kicked my legs one more time with all my strength and I felt his hold loosen a little. Feeling a chance to escape I jammed my elbow into his stomach as hard as I possibly could. He let out a groan of hurt and I managed to spin around and kick him in the groin with my black boots. However he had grabbed my leg and twisted it. Causing me to fall onto the gravel and hit my already beaten head on the floor once more.

Turning around as fast as I could I saw Harry sending his fists into Donny’s stomach over and over again. There was no stopping him. He was going to kill Donny.

“H-harry” I felt my voice barely whisper in his direction. Tanya was already there trying to break them apart but Donny’s fist came into contact with her face. My hands covered my mouth and I saw Tanya’s body fall onto the floor. Harry’s fighting was a complete blur to my eyes and probably anyone else’s.

Suddenly the band had all jumped through the window and were grabbing at Harry’s deathly body. His knuckles were bruised and bloody. Donny’s face was crumpled and he was slumped up against the wall. Harry was still straining to hit him, the boys having trouble to hold him back. He looked crazy. Those big green eyes were no longer there, they were suffocated with hatred and loathing.

I quickly got up and ran to Tanya’s body. She stirred when I touched her face trying to get her to look at me.

“This shouldn’t have happened I’m so sorry Tanya.”

“You are bleeding all over Sam.” She glared at me trying to help her. “I am fine. Now get out of here.”

Not wanting to ruin anyone’s life any more, I fell into the shadows and ran as fast as I could. Half clothed and covered in swollen bruises, cuts and my lip still bleeding from Donny’s violent touches.

I had finally ruined everything.

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Harry’s POV

“Haz! Harry! Calm down man!” Louis was in front of me, his hands on my shoulders forcing me against the wall away from the vile human opposite. Donny’s body was beaten and bleeding from the impact I had given him. I just lost it. I couldn’t control what I did to him.

He deserved it. For doing that to Sam. I looked around frantically trying to get a sight of her. But for another time she was nowhere to be seen.

“Sam!” I shouted out as load as I could, my voice straining. “Where is Sam?!” I shouted again, pushing the guys away from me to run but they held me back against the wall.

“Harry you need to calm down before you go after her. You will scare her.” Niall’s voice flooded into my ears and I dropped to my knees. I pressed my hands onto my face and tried to calm down. The thought of Sam, scared of me. Frightened and running away. Caused me to want to kill Donny. It was because of him I had shown this side of me.

A police siren was wailing in the distance and I was quickly pulled to my feet.

“I called the police on Donny.” A frightened voice announced. It was Tanya. She had gained a slight bruising to her cheek but it didn’t look half as bad compared to what Sam had gotten. “As soon as I heard Sam scream your name I called them. I didn’t know he was gonna do this Harry I’m so sorry.”

I felt my gaze drop to the floor and I shuffled out of the guy’s hold.

“I’m going to find Sam. Thank you for stopping me. Thank you Tanya for calling them.” And with that I ran down the Alley way and into the darkness.

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Samanthas POV

My body was still trembling. I didn’t know how long it had been since I had ran from the fight but it felt like too long. I sat down on the bench by the road and closed my eyes gently. Running my tongue over my beaten lip I tasted the crust of blood.

I felt so sick that Harry had seen me the way I was. Being beaten and hurt, helpless and vulnerable. I didn’t want people to think I was weak. Turning my body away from everything I lay down on the bench. Luckily my hair was long enough to hide the fact I was half naked.

My eyes drooped closed again I felt my arms drop down onto the cold bench and I lay still. My breathing had started returning back to its normal regime when I felt the ends of my hair being twirled with long fingers.

“Can I sit with you? Funny how the bench you choose is the one where we both shared a cigarette on. Still haven’t smoked since you told me to stop Samantha.” I wanted to reply to his velvet voice but no noise came out of my closed lips. His voice lowered even more into barely a whisper.

“I’m going to take you home now Sam. Away from everything.” I didn’t move when his strong hand caressed my back softly. Stroking up and down my cold skin as he stood over the top of me. Opening my eyes I looked up into his.

I felt my body being picked up into his for another time. My face was buried into his chest and I felt a sob escape into his shirt.

“Shh its over. Donny’s gone. He can’t hurt you anymore Sam.”

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I felt my feet touch the floor once more when were inside Harry’s apartment. He had carried me for 15 minutes all the way here. Stroking my back to comfort the small cries I was letting out.

His thumb ran over the cut in my lip gently and he slowly ran his finger over my purple cheek bone. It’s strange to think that a few hours ago he was placing small kisses to the untouched skin.

I felt his hands on my jeans and he un did them slowly, pulling them down my shaking legs. My hands moved into his hair as he knelt down undoing my boots so he could fully take my jeans off. I played with his curls slowly, twisting them around my fingers. His warm fingers hooked into my panties before his slowly slid them down as well. Kisses were trailed up and down my thighs, his hands caressing the backs up my legs whilst my hold rested onto his head for support.

His tall frame was once again towering over mine and I felt his hands reach around my back to undo my bra clasp. The material loosened and it was dropped onto the floor slowly. A small gasp fell from my mouth and I looked up into his eyes.

His green eyes never left mine as he stripped down into his boxers. I needed him. I wanted to feel his touch on every part of my aching body. I didn’t care about the bruises I had been inflicted with. Harry was here. In front of me. And he wanted me too.

“Kiss me.” I said as a whisper, my finger running down his hard torso so it stopped above his belly button. I felt his hand lightly brush the hair from my shoulder as he leant down, kissing being placed gently to every piece of skin available to him. His hand was placed on my lower back as my knees started to wobble for more.

“On on the lips.” I spoke to him breathlessly. His arms were around me lifting me up onto his waist. I tightened my legs so I wouldn’t fall, but his strong hold already assured me I wasn’t going to. My arms wrapped around his neck lightly and I felt his under my thighs holding me up.

Without hesitation our lips crashed together desperately. He quickly placed my on top of the counter so he could get more access to me. His sweet lips cascaded with mine as we moved them against each others. They fit perfectly together. I ran my hand into his curls and tugged on them slightly. His mouth moving heavily against mine. I knew he was being cautious of my bruises but I didn’t care one bit. His hands cupped my face and we both gasped for air. Our foreheads resting against each other as our chests rose rapidly.

“I’m sorry Sam, I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” He spoke to me, his lips brushing against mine as he did.

“I think I have too, I never knew what the feeling was until I felt you against me now…” I trailed off quietly.

His lips pressed against mine one more, the kiss felt more passionate this time. It was gentle, our lips moving with ease and wanting more.

I gasped when I felt his hand in between my legs, resting against my core. Quickly I spoke up.

“No no Harry not now please.”

“I’m not going to do anything Sam.” His lips brushed mine and I felt his arms lifting me back up. He carried me into the bedroom and laid us both down on the soft covers.

I was so tired. My body hurt all over and the kiss I had just encountered had caused me to be even more out of it. A strong hand stroked my cheek as my eyes fluttered shut. I tried to speak to him, so he wouldn’t think I was too tired.

“You you guys are really good.” A kiss was pressed onto my forehead lightly, and his hold pulled me against him. The covers were draped over our naked bodies. The only clothing item being Harry’s boxers.

“Thank you beautiful. I wish I was there to have never let this happen to you though.”

“It’s no big deal.” I opened my eyes slowly and smiled at him. “Life goes on right?”

His face showed sadness.

“Sam…what happened to your parents?”

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