Enough

Chapter 20.

My eyelids open, feeling heavy, but there's no way I'll be able to fall asleep again. There's school anyway but the smile from thoughts of last night does not disappear. I get up from the bed and the scent of pancakes fills my nostrils and I let out a small moan because of the wonderful scent. 

''Samantha, there's someone outside waiting for you!'' My mother shouts from downstairs. A smile spreads across my lips thinking of Harry and how sweet he is. 

I run downstairs, pass the living room and kitchen and I open the front door, ready to engulf Harry in a hug. But as I open the door, someone else's body comes in sight but that was too late for my body to understand. I literally jump at the person at my door way, hugging him close before pulling away fast to figure out who it is. A couple of blue orbs bore into mine as a frown settles on my face immediately. 

''I would like to be greeted like that everytime,'' Louis says with a stupid smirk, ''nice pajamas.''

I look down at my pj's feeling a bit embarrassed since the only material on my body is Harry's shirt. He insisted that I should wear it before he left since I accidently admitted that he smelled good. Not that I mind though. 

''Cut the bullshit,'' I spit as anger takes over my body just by the sight of him standing in front of me, ''what do you want?'' 

''Explain, I want to explain.'' Louis takes a step into the house but I stop him before he goes even further. He furrows his eyebrows while I put a hand on my hip to prove my point of denial of him coming into my house. 

''You can tell me, right here, right now,'' I say with confidence just as I hear my mother's voice right behind me. ''Louis, you're here!'' She shrieks with happiness spread all over her gestures.

''Um.. Yeah I am,'' he breathes while scratching his neck. He looks so uncomfortable which manages to bring a smile to my face. 

''You never came for that dinner, please come tonight,'' my mother practically begs him, ''I'll cook a really good soup.''

I sigh at my mother's liking towards Louis. I wouldn't be surprised if she only did it in an attempt to make me frustrated. 

''Dinner?'' A voice behind Louis' back interrupts my mother's and Louis' conversation which I am relieved over. But the voice belongs to Harry and the last thing I want is for Louis and Harry to be near each other. Anything could happen with them just being in the same school.

''Harry,'' I breath with a grin, and I can basically see my mother's glare beside me. I feel her eyes wander down to the clothes or clothing I am wearing but she's irrelevant for now. 

Louis turns around and the tension between all of us in the same presence is uncomfortable. ''Sam, you told me you broke up with him. What the fuck is this?'' My mother's posture stiffens at Harry's rough language. 

''I didn't ask him to come, Harry,'' I explain, ''he only came to explain.''

''Explain what? That he's a fucking idiot?'' 

''I'm not the one who runs into Harry's arms after one fucking night,'' Louis snaps while glaring at Harry, but the words were diverted to me. 

''Not my fault that I fuck her better than you'll ever do,'' Harry smirks and my mother looks like she's about to have a seizure, ''oh wait, you never did. You were too busy fucking other girls than the gold prize. Bad luck for you.'' 

I blush at Harry's comeback but that doesn't help the feeling of guilt combined with slutty taking over me. My smile disappears and my mood falls compeletely. I'm like my two older friends, perhaps even worse..