Chapter Five

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*this scene may seem like a scene from American horror story Coven so I'm just giving you the heads up.*

Chapter Five

Song of the Chapter

Stockholm Syndrome - One Direction

[SAM]

The tall boy with olive green eyes lifts his finger tips off my shoulders. I feel weird when his touch leaves me but I keep walking anyways. I attempt to rush down the stairs but I am stopped when someone taps my shoulder.

When I turn around, I'm greeted by the same bright eyed, curly headed brunette boy with the face of an angle.

"I beg your pardon, but you have to be the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." He says with his strong British accent. I begin to blush a little.

"Thank you." I giggle and then turn back around to head down the stairs. His hand catches mine and stops me from moving. I turn and look back at him once more.

"What's your name?" He asks slowly.

"Samantha Grey, but people call me Sam." I say. His soft hands pull me closer to him and back up the staircase.

"I'm Harry, Harry Styles." He says as his eyes never leave mine. Where have I heard that name from? I struggle to remember but I brush off the thought all together because I am too mesmerised by his angel like eyes. He stares back into my eyes. This is a little awkward since I don't even know this guy, but I guess it's okay.

"You can tell I don't do this often. I have a lose of words." He smiles revealing his cute dimples. I laugh a little and look away for a minute.

"So, tell me about yourself." He says nervously.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"You know like the basics." He explains.

"Okay, I'm 19, I'm came here from Florida, I plan on being some type of model when I get older."

"Woah, a model. What like a swim suit model?" He asks.

"I guess you could say that." I begin. "I don't really want to talk about me anymore, okay?" I say. He gives me a surprised look.

"Wow, you're the first girl I've ever met that doesn't want to talk about herself." He begins. "There's gotta be something wrong with you." he kids.

I laugh a little from his comment. He gives me quick pout then covers his eyes with one of his hands.

"Oh I get it, you have a boyfriend." He says depressingly. I look over at him.

"No, I don't." I say softly. He moves a few of his fingers so he can peak a look at me. I smile as I look into his olive green eye.

My phone vibrates in my purse several times. I pull it out and see I have 5 messages from Avery.

Avery: Sam where did you go?

Avery: there's a hot guy down here talking to me.... And he's got a friend!!!

Avery: hurry your ass up before they leave

Avery: SAM!

Avery: hustle! Ooo, and grab me a beer before you come over.

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