Our Heart Beats//n.h

IN THE END

(This isn't the last chapter the title is a song my black veil brides sorry if I confused you.)

 Sam's pov

I sat up in my seat and pushed around the lunch on my plate. Zayn, Louis, and Harry had been out looking all day so far. I sigh and push the plate away.

"I'm sure they'll find him." Jonah rubbed my back. She twisted her arm around me and grabbed my plate.

"I know."

" How bout we watch a movie? That might help." she placed my plate into the sink and rinsed it off.

"Fine'" I stood up and walked to the living room.

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It had been a couple hours since we had watched the movie. Since then I had moved to my room and am sitting on the floor. I had music blaring and was thinking.

I lay my head to the cold wood floor and take a breath.

What if Niall wasn't kidnapped? Maybe he left because he couldn't handle me?

What if he didn't love me and didn't want to hurt my feelings so he just left?

I start to cry.

I really am pathetic.

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Later that night after all the boys had returned from their search -without Niall- the door opened.

In walked in, ever so casually, Niall.

I stood up quickly. "NIALL!" I shout.

"Hi."

"What!? That's it?"

"Yes?" He acted as if he hadn't been missing.

I ran up and wrapped my arms around his torso. He didn't hug back.

"What's wrong?"

"Sam," he chewed his bottom lip. "We can't be together."

"W-what?" I stepped back shocked.

"I can't be wit you romantically. At all. Ever."

"W-why?" I was almost crying.

He took in a sharp breath and closed his eyes.

"Because I don't like you." my mouth dropped open. "I never have, and never will."

"B-but you told me you loved me..." Tears streamed down my cheeks.

"I simply felt bad for you." he said shrugging.

"Oh...." I then turned and ran away.

I walked into kitchen where the others were.

"Niall's back." I said, my voice wavered.

"What!?" Liam turned around from the counter looking at me. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." I then ran to my room, not coming out until I was asked to help make dinner.

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I was stood at the counter with a knife in my hand, cutting potatoes into cubes. Harry was at the stove cooking something with Jonah, Liam and Niall were sitting at the table talking, and Zayn was setting the table.

I still can't believe what Niall told me. I thought he really loved me.

At this point I was feeling the need for a 'stress reliever'.

and I had a knife.

It would be so easy.

Just one simple movement.

Would the others notice?

I'm so desperate I don't care.

I bring the knife up and stare at it. I take a breath and bring it t0 my arm. I guess I am really doing this.

I make one deep, quick line across the skin, then two more.

I place the knife down and stare at the marks. I lift my arm slightly, concentrating on them.

I haven's done this in forever.........and it felt amazing. and yet wrong.

"Hey Sam are yo- OH MY GOD!" I heard a voice. Zayn's voice.

I come back to reality and see how deep I really cut.

My wrist was covered in blood and still gushing. It had created a small pool on the counter.

I was starting to eel dizzy. I soon felt two pairs of hands on me.

 "I'm sorry." I mumbled.

I started to cry and my vision went dark.

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WynterRhoads