Loving Him *complete*

Chapter 31

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Songs for this chapter:

· Not like the movies -Katy Perry

· In Case -Demi Lovato

(The collage at the top are the expressions of all the characters in this update. just F.Y.I)

~ Sam's p.o.v

Right when I felt his lips press in mine, I pulled back and slapped him. It wasn't because I was shocked, it was more on the lines of me thinking he was Harry instead. His curls and dimpled smile help a lot with how I picture it being Harry. The git who left me here without any reason at all.

Noah sat up quickly, starting at me probably wondering why I had just slapped him for kissing me when I specifically told him I wanted to kiss him. Looking at him, he gave a  slight, " Why did-what?" he noticed to me, then him, a look of complete astonishment and misunderstanding.

" I know I told you i wanted to kiss you, but when it actually happened I didn't like how it felt. I feel like. .what are those girls called? Slams, slammers? -"

" Sluts?"

I clasped my hands together," Yes! I feel like one of those." after I said it out loud, my face fell at the realization. I can't believe in going out with Liam, well I don't even know if we are anymore, kissing Harry whenever and going to parties, well just this one, with him, and then talking to a guy I met at the party and kissing him. My hand covered my face, trying not to cry because of how a horrible person I am. I think no one should ever be in a relationship with me. I'm so horrible at this.

" Sam, you are not a slut. A slut is when they sleep with anyone that wants to get laid. You've only kissed, what? Three guys?" he asked, kneeling down in front of me, his hands on my knees.

" But is not right, I know that much. For me to kiss Harry behind Liam's back, then coming here and kissing you, it's not right!" tears began to spring my eyes, my voice quavering.

" It probably isn't right-" I have him a saddening look," but. ." he continued arching an eyebrow, " Your new at this. You have an excuse, well kind of."

My eyes widened at his confession," Kind of?! Ugh! Why can't I ever have a normal life with normal things that teenage girls do? My life has become a real mess, and I began to have these nightmares about this man kidnapping me and all this nonsense." I began to cry, steaks and water going down both cheeks.

He immediately comforted me, his toned arms wrapping around my head that was laying in his chest. It was quiet in his room except for the slight pounding of music and my crying. Quieting down, I listened to his heart beat, the steady rise and fall of his chest. Feeling and listening to his being, I thought of Harry.

I wished it was him that was comforting me, even though Noah's a sweet guy, I couldn't help but think of it being him. The thought of Harry leaving me an hour ago made my heart hurt.

The sound of the knob moving caught Noah's and I's attention. When I stared at it, it stopped, so I stayed in Noah's embrace. A few minutes passed by before the knob started moving again, until it stopped. Then, the next thing I know the doors is broken into, the door slamming down to the floor.

Looking up in the doorway I see the one and only, Harry Styles.

His hair was messy, clothes disheveled, breathing heavy, and when I looked up to his face, his eyes were dark. They didnt have the light glimmer that i was so used to, instead they were dull. No color or any sort of life inside of them, and that was what scared me.