Chapter Two: Old Friends.
Sam's Pov:
I'm not quite sure what I would do if the weather here wasn't so lovely all the time.
'Can we play here?' Darcy asked pointing to the play ground.
'Just for a few,' I said as she bolted from my hand to the playground. I took a seat on the bench. I attempted to put my hair in its usual messy bun then I realized it was all gone.
'Just play until they get here,' a voice next to me said. I looked over and almost shit my self. I looked back quickly trying to not cause attention to myself.
'How old is she?' he asked.
'She's four,' I said nervously. I felt his gold eyes on me.
'Have we met before?' asked. I turned to face him and he squinted his eyes.
'Sam?' he asked.
'Hi Justin...' I said giving him a small smile.
'How have you been?' he asked embracing me.
'Been better. You?' I asked. He shrugged.
'Same I guess.'
'I see you still board,' he laughed pointing at my long board. I smiled shrugging.
'Is that Jaxon?' I asked looking at the little boy who had grown significantly.
'Gotten big hasn't he?' he smiled.
'Is he gonna be a lady killer like you?' I laughed.
'Ive been training him,' he smirked.
'Look he's already trying his skills out on Darce,' I pointed to them talking to each other. He smiled softly.
'Is she...is she his?' he asked hesitantly. I chewed on my lip.
'Is it that obvious?' I asked quietly.
'She has his eyes...and nose. Harry with blonde hair,' he said. I nodded feeling my heart sink even more.
'He doesn't know does he?' he asked. I shook my head.
'Sam you can't do this on your own! You have to tell him.'
'Ive been fine for the first four years, I should be fine for the next and the next,' I said.
'Niall's going to flip his shit,' he said.
'What does Niall have to do with anything?' I questioned.
'He's bringing his cousin down here...he should be here soon?' he said checking his phone.
'I have to go,' I said scrambling up.
'I don't think so,' Justin said standing in front of me.
'I don't want anything to do with them,' I said grabbing my bag which was quickly snatched from my grip.
'You have to face him someday,' he said holding the bag above his head.
'Today is not that day,' I kept reaching for his bag.
'Come one!' I whined.
'Hey whats up man?' Justin said putting my bag down and going to greet Niall. Shit fuck. Shit. Shit. Maybe he wouldn't recognize me. I sat on the bench and tried to act casual going through my phone and avoiding eye contact.
'Looks like Jaxon made a friend,' Niall's familiar voice was killing me.
'Very good friend,' Justin said elbowing me. I elbowed him back.
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