Do You Remember Summer '09?

Chapter 19 - Cute Kiss

A/N: hope you like this chapter. I do c:

Chapter 19 - Cute Kiss

“Alright Sam, you’re now ready to go!” Dr. Travis said, patting my back. Luckily, I didn’t need surgery, just a cast. A pretty pink one, to be exact.

“Thank you, Dr. Travis!” I said, smiling.

“No problem! Now, don’t forget to take the pain medication 3 times a day before each meal. If you forget to eat, you might get sick. Just a fair warning.” He said, grinning his pearly whites. “I’ll see you in 3 weeks for your check up!” He stepped out of the room, leaving me and my family sitting.

“You tired, baby girl?” My mom asked, getting up.

“Very.” I mumbled, rubbing my eyes one by one with my right hand. “At least it wasn’t my right wrist. I can still eat and stuff.”

“You just broke your wrist, and all you’re worried about is eating?” My dad asked, a weird look on his face.

“Yep, that a problem?” I asked, sporting a small smile.

“Not at all!” He exclaimed. I come from a family that eats a lot. No matter the situation. “C’mon. Let’s get you all home. It’s late.” He all got out of the hospital and loaded into the car. Me sitting in the middle, I fell asleep against Riley’s shoulder. Such a cute brother/sister moment.

I woke up, my wrist throbbing. Moaning, I slowly got up. Looking around the bright room, I realized it must be morning. I reached across my bed to my nightstand and grabbed my phone. It said ‘Tuesday, June 25th, 2010. 11:37 A.M.’ My eyes widened. I slept till 11:37. I missed breakfast. I scrambled out of bed, and down the stairs to the living room. There sat both families watching TV. “Hey” I croaked, my throat obviously needing water. Their heads all snapped at the same time towards me.

“Hey!” They all exclaimed, my parents standing up, rushing towards me. “How you feeling hun?” My mom said, hugging me.

“I hurt a lot.” I admitted, my voice still cracking. 

“Lets go get you some meds.” She started walking towards the kitchen where the medicine was. I followed her, hearing footsteps behind me. I all of the sudden felt arms snake around to my stomach. I yelp just a bit, but then sunk into his chest. He was warm. Very warm. 

“Hey pretty.” He said, kissing my cheek. I smile, liking the feeling he brought to me. 

“You’re too sappy.” I said, turning around, facing him. “It’s cute.” He laughed and gave me a quick kiss.

“Samantha, stop kissing and take your pills. You have to eat with it, too. I’ll make you some chicken nuggets?” I face her and nod. She handed me a glass of water and my pills. I take them, and face Harry again.

“I think I have waited a reasonable amount of time. Can I sign your cast?” He asked, batting his eyelashes like a little girl. I laugh, grab his hand, and lead him up the stairs to my room. We got to the door, and he opened it, never letting go of my hand. I bring him in and push him on the bed. 

“Let me get my sharpies.” I say with a grin. He smiles wide as I walk to a bag that I never unpacked. I pulled out a large Ziploc bag full of every color sharpie imaginable. I turn around and throw em at him. He dodges them, and looks at me like I’ve gone nuts.

“Where you trying to kill me?” He asked, laughing at the end. 

“Naw, cause them you wouldn’t be able to sign my cast, silly.” I walked over to him, and sat on his knee. He pulled out the black, regular sharpie.

“It’s gonna be the best signature on here!” He said, getting to work on it. I swear I sat there for a good 10 minutes. By the time he was done, I was gonna fall asleep. “Alright, the master piece is done.”

“Seriously, Haz? 10 minutes. For a signature.” I said, rolling my eyes.

“Yup! Now look at it!” His accent prominent with every syllable he pronounced. I looked down, and it was a whole message. It read:

“Girlfriend,

Please get better soon <3

I love you. <3

Love, Harry Styles (;”

But, it wasn’t just a regular “Harry Styles” signature. It was decked out, with flames and hearts and squiggles. I look up at him, and his eyes were glistening. “You love me?” I asked, stunned. It hadn’t even been a month of dating.

“It may be a little early, but I truly do. I’m not just throwing it around, Sam. These 24 & a 1/2 days with you made me realize that you’re my best friend, my shoulder to lean on, the one person I know I can count on. And even after this amazing vacation ends, and we go back to where we are from, I want to still be with you.” He said, holding on to me. Before I knew it, a tear went down my cheek.

“Harry Edward Styles. That was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me. A little cliche, but still.” I said, laughing. He kissed my nose and pulled back. I took my right hand and put it on the back of his curls. I pulled his head back to mine, and captured his lips. Our lips were in sync, moving slowly. His hands found it’s way to the small of my back. I smiled into the kiss, knowing that I had the best boyfriend in the world.