Something About You (Harry Styles fanic) *EDITING*

chapter 30

"It’s hard to let go of your past, but only when you let go, you start seeing the beauty of the future." - Unknown.

Eleanor’s point of view:

I walked out of my room to see a broken Sam; I held her close as she cried on my shoulders. I heard their fight, I wanted to intervene but I knew it would have been wrong, so I bit my tongue.

"He left el" she cried."I am sure he will come back" I spoke trying to console her "he won't." she sobbed. “Why did he leave?” I questioned "he said that he will never come first" she spoke.

"First?" I asked her confused "I was in love with this other guy called Damon, but he died 2 years ago, I became like this after his death." she spoke wiping her tears.

"How come you never mentioned him before?" I asked, I was frankly hurt that she never mentioned being in love before.

"I am sorry el, it's just that Damon was a big part of my life and I loved him and talking about his death wasn't easy. Harry was the only one who knew." she spoke trying to hold in her tears.

"I love him el but he says he can’t share me with Damon" she sobbed "I love him el" she whispered as broke down again.

"Does Harry know?" I asked her "know what?" she asked clearly confused, "that you love him."

"He does, but I guess I wasn't good enough; people always leave right." she shrugged and put on a brave face.

"Stop that" I yelled "stop trying to be brave, you're hurt, you can cry. And Sam people don't always leave, harry will come back I promise you." harry loves her I can see it in his eyes know he will come back, he loves her.

"He won’t, he wants me to let go of Damon and love only him and I know that is not going to happen. I don't think I will ever be able to let go of my past." she whipped her tears and got up “goodnight el" she spoke as she headed to her room. 

Sam’s point of view:

He was gone, Harry finally left like everybody else in my life did, maybe there was something wrong with me, it had to be me, it couldn't be a coincidence right? 

This why I stopped believing in love and why I stopped letting people in, cause in the end everyone leaves.

I pulled the blanket closer to my body as the tears refuse to stop, I hated feeling like this, so lost and hurt; I miss him already, wishing he was by my side holding me in his arms. I felt my eyelids get heavier as I drifted off to sleep.

I felt the warmth of his hands as he pushed a few strands of my hair from my face "Harry?" I spoke keeping my eyes shut "good morning baby girl." I heard that deep chuckle that snapped me from my dreamland "Damon?" I got up and hugged him "ah...I missed you Sam." he spoke nuzzling into my neck as he pulled me closer.

"It’s been such a long time since I have dreamt about you, I miss you Damon." I smiled as I looked at him. "I missed you too." he smiled at me, oh how I have missed that beautiful face of his.

I glanced at the surroundings realizing we were in that apartment that I had abandoned three years ago, I looked around taking in the surroundings "why are we here?” I asked him

“This is our life Sam, well our life before I died." he smiled at me "is this our story?" I asked him he nodded "it is our story, Damon and Samantha against the world remember?" he cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead making me close my eyes and focusing on him.

"Where are we starting from?" I asked him excited to see our story "how about from the moment I laid my eyes on you" he spoke and suddenly we were at the hospital, the scene being played out in front of us.