Loving Him *complete*

Chapter 50

A/N hey guys, sorry if i haven't been updating a lot lately. But  this story is going to almost be over. There may be only 2 or 1 more chapters left. So. . . Yeah.

Songs for this chapter:

· Just a little bit your heart- Ariana Grande
· Illusion- One Direction
· Love Somebody- Maroon 5

' Seeing him is like coming home. . . ' -S.H.

' Home is not a place, it's a feeling. . . . ' -S.H

~Harry's p.o.v

"No!" I screamed to Sam, but she didn't stop. She grabbed the knife, stabbing it in her stomach.

The knife stayed I her stomach while the blood began to ooze out of her wound. My hands immediately covered her stomach after I took the blade out. I touted my hardest to apply pressure to it, though the blood continued to come out.

Dezi's cries were heard from our room upstairs, but I couldn't go up there at the moment. If i did Sam would surely die of eternal bleeding, and I can not have that happen.

Grabbing my cell to call the ambulance, I didn't recognize my voice add I shouted out the address to them.

I waited for 10 minutes, staring at Sam's pale fragile body. Her eyes were closed, those eyes I loved so much to see looking back at me.

Finally the paramedics got here. It was all a big blue to me. Them coming in with the gurney, placing Sam onto it, then in the ambulance. I ran upstairs, taking Dezi into my bloody arms. I didn't care though. All I cared was that Sam would make it and be okay. So I climbed in the car with the paramedics, as they began to speed off to the hospital.

On the way there Dezi continued to cry. The men trying to help Sam told me I needed to quiet her down. They said it was distracting then and making even a bigger commotion than needed.

After a couple of minutes, I got her to quiet siren by singing a song I had barely finished writing. I remember writing it when Sam was missing, during the weeks I waited I felt this urge to write. So I did.

' Just a little bit of your heart. .
        Is all I want. . '

Singing it to Dezi, it made her silent. She fell asleep within the first few notes. As I continued to sing, I felt something touch my arm. Looking down, I saw Sam's hand. I inhaled deeply, trying to hold in my sobs while I reached down and heels my hand over hers. That was when I felt it. Her soft hand squeezing mine.

And I knew, I was never gonna let her go.

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~ Sam's p.o.v

It was dark, empty. I couldn't see anyone, but I could hear a voice. The voice that made goosebumps rise all over my body. My toes curl up, my heart best loudly against my chest. He was singing.

It was a song I've heard before. In my dreams I've heard this exact same song, the same lyrics, same tune, same voice, the same person.

I tried my hardest to reach out fire him. To feel his touch just one last time before I leave, for good.

There it was.

His warm skin, gotten builds, giving me the tingles I came to know. Fire the first time, touching Harry didn't remind me of Flynn's cold skin. Instead, it have me a warm feeling of before everything happened. When I had that light inside me. I could feel it consuming me whole.

And as I stayed there, hiding onto that feeling, I remembered my father. The times he'd tuck me into bed. The times he served me ice cream in the middle of the night while mom was asleep. The moments he kissed my forehead every I would be afraid. . . Those tender moments I will cherish forever.