Cold As Ice

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Sam's Pov

"Sam...we're here." A voice calls me out of sleep. "What." My voice is low and raspy, "We're going out for dinner!" I open my eyes and Zayn is crouching down beside my bunk. I rub the sleep out of my eyes, I roll over out of the bunk. Zayn extends his hand out to me, I take it and he pulls me up. "Thanks." I run my fingers through my messy behead hair, I roll the hair tie off my wrist and pull my hair into a ponytail.

We walk out of the small hallway that stores our beds, the rest of the guys are pulling on their shoes getting ready for dinner. I walk over to the small table, and sit down putting on my shoes too.

After we all have our shoes on, we slowly get off the bus. Bright lights shine at us, big letters spell the word OUTBACK. "What is this place?" I ask. "A steak house." Liam replies.

"It's no Nando's!" Niall pouts. "There's no Nando's in America." Louis sighs.

"AMERICA NEEDS TO GET THERE SHIT TOGETHER!" Niall shouts, which makes me jump. "Niall clam down." I hush him, he gives me the evil eye.

We pause in the parking lot in front of 5sos tour bus, the door opens and the four Aussies walk out of the bus. Niall laughs as they join us, "What's so funny?" Calum questions.

"You guys are Australian and we're going to the "Outback"." The four Aussies don't seem amused and they frown, no one laughs at Niall's awful joke.

Ashton moves over to me, "Hey." He smiles. "Hi..." I smile back. We all walk to the entrance of the restaurant, that's pretty crowded. Zayn makes reservations for the ten of us, "Wanna sit beside me?" Ash asks me with a smile. I nod with a smile, the blonde waitress takes us to our table. Ashton walks to a chair and pulls it out for me, "Thank you Ashton." I say as I sit down.

Ash sits down beside me, "What would you like to drink?" The waitresses pulls out a pad of paper with a pencil. "I would like a beer please." Louis says. "Since none of us can drink in America than I think we will all take pepsi." Liam confirms. We all nod in agreement and the waitress writes the order down and leaves to get our drinks.

I look at the menu that sits on the table, I open the book and so does everyone else. I peer over the menu wondering what to get, but I don't what half of these items are.

I guess I'll get a steak since I know what it is.

I close the book and rest my hands on my lap. Ashton slowly reaches for my hand, under the table he holds on to it and smile at the warmth of his hand. I imagine mine are cold as ice.

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The bright headlights grow closer and closer, until it's to late. My eyes fly open I had the dream again, my heart pounds it feels like it's about to fly out of my chest. I take deep breaths trying to clam myself down. I wipe my sticky forehead, from all the sweat.

I roll out of my bunk and quietly walk to the lounge, making sure not wake up the snoring boys. I walk into the lounge and it glows blue from the TV, Harry sits on the sofa with a blanket over his lap. "Can't sleep?" He questions. I shake my head slowly, "I had the dream again...." I look at my feet. "Awe I'm sorry Sam, it's okay." He try's to comfort me.

"It just feels so real...." I murmur. "Shh it's okay, come sit beside me." He commands and I do as I'm instructed. "How are you feeling? Any new memories?" He asks.

"No nothing's came back, it's really frustrating. Not being able to remember." I huff in annoyance. "You'll remember, I promise." He says as he slides next to me.

"What was I like? Was I a bitch? Smart? Athletic? Dumb?" I question. "Oh..you were a bitch sometimes, I just think you just got it from Louis. You were smart, and very competitive. We made these silly bets all the time." He chuckles at the memory I lost.

"Like what?" I look up with curiosity. "We once bet who would come first in Cross Country, the loser had to do the others homework." Harry answers.

"Who won?" I question hopping it was me. "You, my shoe was untied and I fell. I caught up quick but not quick enough." He sighs and I laugh. "Any other bets?"

"No but I tried betting who would get a prom date with."

"Who did I go with?"

"Gregg." His voice is stern.

"We dance together then he came and you stayed with him." His voice is cold.

"How did we break up? Gregg and I." I ask. "He cheated on you, I caught him once, when we all went out for dinner." I make in an O.

"Harry what if I don't remember?" I ask concerned. "We can make new memories." He leans in and kisses me. My eyes go wide, he leans in harder and push him off me. "WHAT THE HELL?!?" I whisper-yell.

"I was trying to help you remember!" He says in defence. I stand, "From what I was told, we were never in a relationship! I dated Gregg! You had no right to kiss me!" I snarl at him.

"I'm sorry!" He says again his voice low. I huff and walk away, "Good night Harry!!" I say in the door way before I go back to my bunk.

Harry is a bad kisser....is the last thought in my head before falling back asleep.

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Yeah so that happened.....

0.0 I can feel the hate!! >.<

Xoxoxo

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