Chapter 13.

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He trails his finger across my stomach and arms. Goosebumps arise which he notices very quickly and my ears are open to hear his chuckle. But it doesn't sound right, it was a light chuckle. Not a raspy one, that voice belonged to Louis. 

I open my eyes to find blue eyes, not green. They are magical, but Harry's are something more than that. His emerald green eyes, you can look into them for hours. Louis blue orbs are cold like Zayn's voice. I'm not safe under the touch of Louis. I need Harry, I need to wake up beside a sleeping Harry with his arm resting on my waist. Instead, Louis is here turning from light touches with his cold fingertips to wet kisses spread all over my neck and arms. 

Will Harry care? Or is Louis's actions irrelevant to him? He won't care, he doesn't have the effect on me like Louis does. And even if he did, he would toss me away. Like every girl in french class and even more classes. I'm just another one among them. An one night stand, another girl, another problem. 

''Wake up!'' My mother's annoying voice echoes through my room. A huge wave of relief washes through me when I realize that it was just a dream. It felt like a nightmare almost, like Louis wasn't himself. I can't help but to feel like I felt fear inside of those blue eyes. Like he was going to hurt me, but I know that he wouldn't. Harry would most likely do it, but on the same time I feel safe with Harry.

I don't even know what's going on. Louis visit last night really made me even more confused of this whole situation. I could never even be with Louis, not because of Harry. But Louis always seems to follow Zayn's demands who scares the crap out of me and the other two mystery boys. I don't even know their names, but the one with the blonde hair looks so cute and it feels like Zayn messed his whole life up with drugs, parties and alcohol.

''What are you thinking about?'' My mother snaps me out of my thoughts. 

''Nothing,'' I mutter while rubbing my eyes. ''Just... boy problems.''

''Sam, you shouldn't be worrying about stuff like that right now. Focus on your education and worry about boys later, okay?'' Typical.

''Yeah,'' Her advice is pretty irrelevant to me. I just don't want to start a fight with mom, I'm just glad she's here even though I'm going to miss Reena. 

''Good, now get dressed.'' 

As usual, mom throws a couple of garments on my bed as she looks through my wardrobe. I roll my eyes at her behaviour, I'm not a 5 year old but she acts like I am. 

''Breakfast is ready downstairs, hurry up.'' With that, she disappears out of my room looking fancy as the queen with her high heels and beautiful silky black dress which she got from my father before he died.

I take my time with my clothes, hair and make up. I'm done in a matter of minutes before walking downstairs only to find mom putting a couple of pancakes on my plate.

''There's someone outside waiting for you, Sam.'' She surprises me by saying. The first name which comes up in my mind is Harry.

''I'll go check who it is,'' I tell her before opening the front door. Harry's black Range Rover is not parked outside though, it's Louis silver Ford.

He's just about to step out of the car and he smirks at my reaction. ''What are you doing here?'' I tell him after a couple of seconds of shock. I'm still standing by the threshold.

''I want to show you that I'm better than him,'' He casually says which makes me even more confused. 

''Me and Harry, we were never... '' I can't even say it, the words sound weird with me and Harry's name in the same sentence after everything that has happened.

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