Unexpected

Chapter 32

Harry's POV:

I stand there my tongue tied as I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out of my mouth. I stumble forward to grab her arm and make her stop, tell her that I need her but she glares at me with her red eyes which are still filled with tears. I wipe over my cheeks the place she kissed me a few seconds before and watch her reaching Nialls door. She knocks on the door and I open my mouth once again.

“Samantha please, just listen to me” I beg her but she stays turned towards the door and knocks again.

“Sam” I beg and she slowly turns around.

Her cheeks are strained with tears and I wish I could just hug her. She looks like she needs it right now. I don't want Niall to be the one who makes her laugh and makes her happy, not again.

The door goes open and Samantha turns around to face Niall.

“Hey what's up?” Niall asks her and I let out a deep sigh.

“Niall..” she stutters “Can I – Can I stay with you tonight?” I can tell she doesn't like asking him that question, her voice is shaking and I know how hard she trusts anyone. She never really tried to trust me and I know her better than Niall does.

“Erm” Niall looks around and his eyes meet mine. “I think it is better if you stay with Harry tonight, I don't want to get between the two of you” he mumbles.

“Niall please” she whispers but I can hear her.

He shakes his head and pulls her in for a hug. I wish I could hear what he mumbles into her ears as I turn around and walk into my bedroom. My chest tightened as Niall pulled his arms around her and I felt something I'm not used to feeling any more. I felt jealous. When was the last time I was jealous, the last time before I met Samantha. I never got jealous and I never felt anything towards girls for a long, long time. And now she stumbles into my life and makes everything different. But the worst part or was it the best part? Well she never even tried to make me that crazy, she basically rejected me so many times and never wanted to be with me and that made her so interesting. The fact that I had to fight for her and not the other way around. And I still need to make her believe me, I need to make sure that she knows that I really like her and that I'm kinda not used to being that close to a girl.

The door opens and she rushes into the room, before she basically runs towards the bed and pulls all the blankets to the floor. She tries to removes the mattress from the bed and pushes harder as it doesn't move. I watch her a few moments, tears are running down her face, she looks completely exhausted.

“Sam stop” I whisper as I walk behind her and grip her hands. “Stop and go to bed” I tell her and she takes a deep breath.

“That's what I'm trying to do” she speaks between her barely open lips.

“Sam, I'm serious” I turn her around “I can sleep on the couch, if you're so disgusted by sleeping next to me” I speak the words not knowing how much it would actually hurt me saying them.

She looks at me with her eyes full of tears and her eyes suddenly soften.

“I don't mean it like that” she whispers and looks down.

“I know” I tell her but the weird feeling I feel doesn't disappear.

I leave her and put the blankets back on the bed, before I turn of the big light and move towards the door.

“I'll see you in the morning then, okay?” I whisper, I can't manage to look her into her eyes.

“Yes” she says as she cuddles into the bed.