Holland(+ Osterfield & Parker) Imagines

Heather(P2) // wait, which twin? 👀

~a week later~

I was sitting in a café with Sam and it was the exact same café I was in of December 3rd, 2018...a year ago.

I watched as Harry and Heather were standing outside together, holding hands and talking to each other. They seemed...happy. He put his arm around her shoulder and suddenly a cold feeling washed over me and I felt colder...

I didn't even know I was rubbing my arm until Sam pointed out that he noticed me getting cold. He gave me his jacket and I felt...better, warmer...

"Oh, how could I even hate her? She's so nice, and sweet, she's basically an angel..." I said.

"Okay, but do you really have to hate her?" Sam asked.

"Well, no..." I said.

Then again, I kinda wish she were dead.

I watched as the two walked inside and past us towards the counter.

"What a sight for sore eyes..." I said, looking down.

"Well, her smile is bright, she's nice, sweet, and— yeah, nevermind."

Brighter than the blue skies, Sam...

"She's got him so...mesmerized while I just sit here and...die."

"I'm gonna go home..." I said, standing up.

"I'll take you home, then," Sam said, also standing up.

"I actually wanna go alone..."

I walked outside and Sam ran after me and grabbed my wrist.

"Hey...did I do something wrong?" he asked.

"No, of course not... I just...wanna be alone for now." I said as I turned around to the direction of where I should be heading.

Sam suddenly grabbed my wrist and turned me around to face him. Next thing I knew, he was kissing me. I pushed him away gently.

"Sam! What the hell? Why...why would you even kiss me? I'm not even that pretty and —"

"It's not just about looks, Y/N. Look, I know you like Harry but I just...can'thelp it. Y/N, I promise I'll be good to you...I'll take care of you and—" I cut him off as a tear rolled down my cheek and I noticed tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Sam, I'm sorry but I really can't do this... Not right now... Sorry, love."

With that, I ran off, on my way home.

Sam POV(.O.)

I cried and I wanted to go after her but I knew she wouldn't want that...

~a few hours later when the twins were back home~

"I saw that," Harry said to me.

"So what if you did? Neither of us would expect you to care anyway."

"Sam, you know what I feel for her!"

"Do I? Because it seems that you like Heather and not Y/N."

"I don't like Heather... Why would you even..." his voice was trailing off.

"Forget it. She likes you better anyway." I said as I walked up to my room.

As I was laying in bed, my phone vibrated and notified that I got a text from Y/N.

  The best person on earth

Hey, I'm sorry about earlier...

                                       The better one

                       Don't be. Can we meet?

Sure. Where?

                   I can just come over at your place.

Okay then.

I'll be there in a bit.

K.

I grabbed my car keys and I ran outside to my car. I unlocked the doors and got in the driver's seat. I started the car and I drove off to Y/N's house.

Your POV

The doorbell rang and I ran downstairs to open it.

"Hey, Sam. Look, I—"

I got cut off by his kiss that captured my lips. I was about to pull away but that's the thing...

I didn't.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled away and said, "Sam, not down here."

We ran up to my room and as soon as we locked the door, he pushed me against my bedroom wall, kissing me again and...