When Samantha James becomes One Direction's personal assistant, she gets more than she bargains for. Falling for Harry Styles is one of them. But things aren't always easy or beautiful, because Sam has secrets--dark ones, and she'll do anything to h...
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I'd had multiple panic attacks for the past two weeks. Tour was starting back up again soon, so I was able to busy myself with Vivian's tasks instead and spend less time with Harry. I didn't want him to see me like that, not since that day in Hollywood.
We were headed to Wales in two days, and the boys were excited because they'd be closer to their families for the next three weeks, and even be able to stay with them during the short breaks. It was going to nice, because Harry's attention wouldn't stay focused on me. I loved him, I did, but I didn't want him to worry about me.
I was walking down to the elevator so I could go to Vivian's room and talk over some things with her when I heard a loud bang from Louis' room. Perplexed, I looked over and stepped toward the door. Another loud bang followed and I brought my fist up, knocking. "Louis? It's me. Is everything okay?"
A moment later he appeared at the door, his face twisted in distress. "Oh, God, Sam," he groaned. "I fucked up."
Stepping inside his room, I shut the door behind me and followed him further in. "What do you mean? What happened?" I asked as I looked around. A picture from the wall had fallen from its place and was lying on the floor. A broken lamp was next to it. Great, there's another thing we'd have to pay for.
Louis ran his hands through his hair and tugged on the ends. For a moment, it looked like he might burst into tears. "Louis, what is going on?" I repeat.
A short laugh fell from his lips and his shoulders slumped. "I... I had a short fling with this girl while I was in Los Angeles last month."
He had been seeing girls here and there ever since his break up with Eleanor, but nothing had been too serious. I was confused at his information. I crossed my arms. "Okay?"
"She... she just text me. She missed her period."
I blinked, my chest tightening. God was playing some sick joke on me. Everyone was getting pregnant and having babies. If it weren't for Louis' expression, I would have burst into laughter and then tears. So instead I asked, "Did she take a pregnancy test?"
He licked his lips and shook his head. "She's going to get one right now. Oh, God, Sam. What if she's pregnant? I can't... no, I can't."
Everything that Louis was feeling right now I had felt at some point. I stepped close to him and put a hand on his shoulder, softly kneading. "I'm sure everything will be okay."
Louis took a seat on the couch, putting his head into hands. I'd never seen him like this in the six months that I'd known him. He was always happy and fun, making everyone else laugh. I'd grown so close with every one of the boys, and it was hard for me to see them in pain. We'd almost become a little family.
