All because of you... [Sam Bettley fan fiction]

Chapter Twenty-Two

Later that night. 

(Hazel POV)

Me and Sam sat infront of the house, tonight had been an odd one, I never thought I'd cry on a first date with someone, so I was a little shocked at myself.

"So.." Sam began, trying to make conversation. 

I looked at him as he looked at me, he smiled a little and I sent one back his way, I could see him blushing even in this light. 

"I'm sorry for making a fool out of myself tonight and crying." I said. "I don't know what came over me." 

Sam looked at me with sorrow in his eyes, he moved his hand and placed it on my own, rubbing them to keep me warm. "It's okay Hazel. I totally understand that you're not yourself lately, I don't know what's up exactly. But I don't care about that, all I care about is if you're okay." 

I smiled at him, now holding his hand and never wanting to let go of it. 

"I really do lo-" I began, but I was quickly cut off by someone knocking on the window on my side. 

I sighed, rolling my eyes and letting go of Sam's grasp, now feeling super alone, I looked around to see Joey stood there, looking slightly annoyed with himself for interrupting our special moment.

He looked rushed though, like he couldn't wait to tell me something. 

I turned to Sam and smiled again. "Sorry. I'm going to have to go now, it seems like I'm needed quickly.." 

Sam grinned. "I understand. Have a good sleep and I hope you're feeling better in the morining." He said.

I wanted to kiss him all over again, but I didn't want to show myself up infront of Joey, so I just leant over and kissed his cheek. "Thank-you Sam. Night." I said, opening the door and glaring at Joey. 

I closed the door and waved at Sam, he quickly waved back to me.

"Haze, I'm really sorry about making the moment awkward between you two. But I need you to come and talk to us all. We've thought about a few things tonight and it seems like we need to have an actual conversation as a band again." He said. 

I just stood, looking blankly at him, more like through him. Did he really just make me leave Sam earlier than I wanted to, and when I didn't want to say goodbye to him, just to tell me they wanted to have a conversation when I got back in? Yes, he did.

I rolled my eyes. "You do realize that you could wait until I actually get into the fucking house to tell me that right?" 

Joey shrugged. "Meh, now come on." He said, tugging at my arm, making me follow him into the house.

**

"So, what's this all about then?" I asked, sitting down on the single chair turned away from the window, facing Joey, Oscar and Rachel sitting on the sofa before me.

Rachel looked at the boys, wanting one of them to probably mention it first, but she sighed and looked back at me. "Hazel. We've been having a conversation tonight about everything, and we just want to be there for you and support you..." 

"Is this about the movie night again? I told you earlier.." I snapped in.

"It isn't just about that H...We need to talk to you about Sam and yourself being around eachother." Oscar finished for Rachel.

I narrowed my eyes at them all, this was going to be totally pointless and it was uncalled for at the moment. "There's no point in having this conversation, I think we've argued enough over the Asking Alexandria boys and myself being friends thank-you. I'm happy being around Sam again, why can't you just be happy for me?" 

Joey then spoke, like they'd planned out who'd say what and when before she even left the house tonight. "Hazel. We want you to be happy, but we all know you won't be happy being around someone like Sam. You deserve someone better than him, someone you know really well." 

I scoffed, shaking my head and standing up to walk out of the room. "This is just bullshit." I snapped. "None of you lot have anything to do with my relationships thanks. I don't care what you think, I like Sam a lot. I don't want anyone else at the moment, he's the kindest person I know." 

"What about us?" Oscar asked. "Our friendship, what about all of that?"

I sighed, walking towards Oscar and placing both of my hands on his shoulders, shaking him slightly. "Nobody should care about that. Our friendship has nothing to do with Sam and I seeing eachother." 

"Yes, it kind of does." Oscar quickly repiled, sounding a little nervous to be arguing with me right now about all of this. 

"Well, I don't see why any of it should be cared for by you. You don't give a shit, you're my friend, well, that's what I thought you were until this conversation even fucking started. You're all acting horrible just because Sam's a little different to someone who you imagined me to be with." I said, gesturing to the three of them as I said it.

They all just stood, silent and seeming sad. I stepped forward. "Come on." I said. "Who do you picture me with?" 

"Me." Oscar said. 

I looked at him in shock, like I knew he was joking, but the thing is, he wasn't joking. "What?" I asked.

Oscar moved forward, taking my hand in his and looking deep into my eyes. "Hazel, I fucking love you. I've loved you for so long that I've been too scared to tell you. But I guess now is that moment." 

I froze completely, a tear rolling down my cheek. 

Then, 

Darkness. 

"HAZEL!"