Sorry I haven't updated in a while guys, i've had alot going on the past week. But today, I'm really hoping to get two updates in.
Sami's POV
"Hey Sami, can I ask you something important?" Harry asked out of the blue. Alright, wasn't expecting that.
"Sure, whatsup?" I asked, trying to sound like I wasn't worried at all. What could he possibly have to say? What if he told me, Jenny and I had to leave today? Where would we go then? How would I ever see Louis again? Sami, stop it. You're overreacting, seriously.
"You like Louis.." Wait a minute...I think I know where this is going. And please Harry no..
"Are you guys dating yet?" Harry..stop right where you are..
"No.." I tried my best to keep eye contact trying to hide the fact of how much I didn't want to have this conversation with Harry right now.
"If you want, Do you think you could give you and I a chance? I mean, I totally understand if you say no. You look like you like Louis alot. I can tell by the way you and him looked at each other yesterday. And I can tell he likes you too. Louis wouldn't just kiss any girl the first day of meeting her, let alone bring her to his room for the night. So, I'll completely respect your answer if you do say no." I sat up so i was eye level with him. That was sweet, really it was. I could tell he put alot of thought into what he had just said. What should I say? I really liked Louis, and I knew he liked me too. Louis had the whole caring, loving, romantic, cute, and easy to love thing going. But, Harry had the Flirtatious, funny thing going for him. I knew it would just break Lou's heart if I threw him off and went with his best friend instead, besides, what example would I be setting for Jenny then? I think the decision was pretty clear. Harry looked at me, and then to his thumbs and started twirl them, attempting to make the air less more awkward than it was.
"Harry, I haven't known you long, but you're a real good guy. And i'm sure there's a girl out there that is still looking for you. Someone perfect for you and only you. And when you meet her you'll know. And i'm sorry to say, I don't think i'm that girl Harry. At least, not yet. At the moment, i'm with Louis. Well, not official.." I started to wander about that, not official. Why weren't we. We both liked each other. We've kissed each other. We slept in the same bed as each other. Why didn't he ask me yet? Does he seem to think once all this happens, it's just an iferred thing. Does he count us as being together? "Louis hasn't technically asked me yet. And now that I think of it, it does kind of confuse me a bit. But I do like Louis alot. And you are a great guy and you just need to hang on until that special girl comes along. In like a week, if you still think i'm that girl. Come ask me about it, if things with Louis and I are goting well, i'm sorry but i'll be with him. If things between him and I fade, i'll maybe reconsider. But for now, you know my decision. But i'm glad to call you a real good friend." I smiled as he was now looking me directly in the eyes. I leaned forward and put my arms around him and pulled him into a big bear hug. The room was silent. But a comfortable silence at that. He pulld apart.
"Okay, thank you Sami for the pep talk. Now, how does some breakfeast sound?" He smiled big, the tone in his voice trying to bring up the mood.
"Cmon, im starving." He said as he stood up off the couch extended his hand for me and waiting for me to get up. I took it and got up, and we both marched into the kitchen in search of food.
"Well, I'm guessing waffles is out of the question." I said gesturing over the sink, which contained spilled batter and a very messy waffle iron.
"Umm..we have cereal." He said, trying to be helpful. He wlaked over to a cuboard, opened it, and pulled down a couple boxes of Fruit loops.
"You don't honestly expect me to eat that much do you?!" I quesioned a bit loudly, staring at the 4 boxes of cereal before me. Harry started laughing as he was getting out bowls, spoons, and the milk.
"No, no, I got it out for when everyone wakes up. Niall alone can eat about three to four bowlfulls." I just kinda stared in astonishment at the bowls he was setting on the table, that weren't particularly small in the first place.
"Alright, let's eat!" The curly-haired boy announced while sitting down and grabbing one of the boxes of cereal.
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About fifteen minutes later, I was finishing up my first bowl and Harry, he was ouring his third. I don't know where the boy puts it all!
"Geez Harry, slow down!" I yelled at him in a playful tone.
"Hurry up then!" He yelled back, clearly wanting to win this argument.
"Don't tell me what to do!" I said back, winnage. Harry just looked at me, not sure what to say next, so instead he grabbed the open box of fruit loops, took out at small handful, and threw them at me.
"Oh that's it Curly!!!" I yelled at him, not being able to keep a straight face. I took an even bigger handful and threw them, aiming right for his face. I wasn't going to lose.
"Gasp! Not the curls!" He said, making and overexaggerated girly immitation of arm flails.
"You'll pay for that Dalton!" He threatened as he bent over and shook out his mass of hair, sugary cereal pecies fyling everywhere. I tried to dodge most of them, basically epically failing in the process. I guess we forgot to keep our laughter volume down, cause I noticed Harry looking behind me to the doorway. I looked, only to find Niall and Zayn with ear to ear grins, and Liam with a horrified look upon his face.
"What the hell happened in here?!" Liam asked, demanding an explanation.
"It's all Sami's fault!!" Harry said, pointing his finger at my face in a childish manner, thinking that was going to get him out of some of the blame.
"Harold styles..! Blame the innocnet girl in the picture here." Liam said, walking around looking for something, a broom I suppose.
"Yeah, blame the innocent girl here!!" I yelled at Harry, trying my absolute hardest to keep a straight face.
"Shush it Blondie!" Harry sniped back.
"Harry!" Liam tried to defend me, which only made me want to burst out laughing even more, just seeing as how red Harry was getting, cause there was nothing he could do. I looked to Harry just to see a handful of fruit loops flying through the air. They hit Liam right in the face and chest.
"Hey!" Liam hollered, trying to figure out who threw them. All eyes reverted to Niall who couldn't hold his laughter in.
"Lighten up a bit, will ya?" Niall said, inbetween breaths. We all started laughing hysterically, including Liam. Suddenly I felt a strong pair of arms snake behind me to pull me into a backwards hug.
"Good morning, Love." I knew who it was, and it brought a smile to my face. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and stood there, keeping me in his warm embrace. I looked to Harry who smiled slightly and nodded. That, was all the approval i needed.
"Good morning, Babe." I said as I looked next to me to meet Louis's gaze and connect our lips. It only lasted a few seconds until we were interrupted, which seems to happen alot.
"WHAT DID I MISS?!?!" Jenny's voice trailed around the kitchen from the doorway. Everyone started laughing all over again. Louis kissed the top of my head, and spun me around picking me up bridal style, before sitting me on his lap as he sat in one of the kitchen chairs. He knew just how start my morning off pleasant. :)
Dun dun dun! So she stayed with Louis! How many of you are happy? :) But Harry still isn't completely out of the picture... depending on where Sami and Louis are by the end of the week, will determine on who she goes with.. So who's Team Louis? And who's team Harry? Will Louis ever ask Sami to be official? Or will things change before then? Comment and let me know what you think :D I'm probably going to updating again today c: yay

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Moments ( A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic )
Hayran KurguA/N Alright guys :) This is my first fanfic! I sure hope this is okay, and that you all like it :D Sami Dalton is an average 19-year old girl....In the wrong place and the wrong time. Having grown up in the wrong part of town. Her mother fleeing...