Loving Him *complete*

Chapter 8

A/N thank you everyone for reading my story! I hope your liking it as

much as I like writing it!

Alright, well I hope you like this chapter too!

Songs for this chapter:
·Heart Attack- Demi Lovato

·Come On Eileen- Dexy's Midnight Runners

~Sam's p.o.v.

Me and stranger #2 probably talked for 5 straight hours- whats up with me talking to strangers. We had more arguments than laughs, but the arguments turned into laughs. I swear this person is annoying. He picks a fight whenever I say something so he can get a rise out of me.

We started talking at about 5 In the afternoon, then stopped at 2 in the morning. I haven't even talked to stranger #1 for that long. When I went to sleep, i didn't have the same nightmare I usually had, it was a different one.

The same girl and boy were playing in a front yard of a yellow house. They girl was on the swing and the boy was pushing the girl while she laughed. Then it went black and went to another scene.

There was 2 people, the girl and the boy, but they were older. They were holding hands next to a gigantic fountain. It was night and fireworks lit up the night sky in extravagant colors, the boy and the girl looking up in aw.

Then 2 men in black came and grabbed the girl pulling her from the boy. She screamed and shouted, trying to get out of their grasp, but failed. The boy right after her trying to help but she was already in the black van that appeared out of no where.

The van drifted off and you could hear the tire scraping and the smell of burnt rubber. The boy cried out a name i never thought i would hear him scream.

" Sam! Sam! Sam! "

I felt my body shaking and the voice getting louder. " Sam! Sam! Sam!"

My eyes shot open and Nina was staring at me. My eyes looked around the room, my breath was ragged. " Woah. Sam, you were like. . totally freaking out." she said.

I didn't answer i just wiped my eyes, and noticed I was in tears. The room was dark the only light coming from the lamppost that was right out of our window.

" What happened that made you freak out so much?" she asked turning on the side lamp, all of a sudden interested.

" i- I had. . . .a nightmare, well, like it was sort of a bad memory, I guess. . " I explained horribly. She layed on her bed and just watched me, carefully.

" and? What was it about? " she asked. My eyes locked on hers and i just wanted to tell her right then and their, but. . . . . . I couldn't.

" You gonna tell me, or you gonna stare at me?" she joked.

" Well. . . I don't . .really . . remember." I lied. Okay, to tell you the truth, I'm not a very good liar. I tend to speak very, very slowly when I do. Just so you know.

She eyed me- she probably knows I'm lying- lying very badly, if I must say." Oh, sure.. . . .don't worry. . . people forget sometimes, but it'll come back to you."

I played back down and lifted the covers up while she turned of the lamp. I whispered to myself when she was asleep,

" I wish I could forget."

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By morning, well afternoon, it was colder in the gigantic house, or whatever it was. I heard the loud chatter of a group of girls talking about how pretty a girl was, and the color of her hair. When I opened my eyes I found out who they were talking about.