Am I Really Good Enough

Natasha, Jade, Bridget and I have finally got our big break. After 4 BRUTAL years of high school we were all finally being recognized. We all worked so hard everyday practicing songs, trying to learn to play instruments, and trying to maintain our lives and "relationships". We were finally going to your with one of our favorite bands, One Direction. I'm Sammi Elliot and I am the lead singer of Reality. Not actual reality, our band.

Hi this is my first fanfic and feel free to tell me if it's terrible :)) I don't take it personally


24. Falling and Hurting

Louis's P.O.V.
I was never volenteering that game again.
I was thinking about her and the kiss as I took my shower. I had Eleanor, and I loved her, but something about Sammi made me interested in getting to know her more. I didn't quick fancy her in that way yet, but it seemed like I was getting there.
I stopped myself, remembering how she is with Harry, how happy she is. I could never get in the way of those two. No one could.
I hopped out of the shower, put on my pajamas and walked out. While Niall was in the shower Harry came up to me.
" We need to talk."
I followed him to the back. He didn't look like his usual happy, curly self.
He locked the door behind us.
" What's up mate?" I asked knowing fully well what was coming.
" I wanted to make sure you didn't.. Have... You know... Feelings.. Toward.."
He didn't actually want to say it I realized.
I laughed," no I do not have feelings for Sammi, Haz. I simply was showing you how to properly kiss a girl."
He laughed at that," I think I'm a pretty good kisser," he said.
" Not better than I am!" I yelled back.
" I have to say you both are pretty good, but Harry's better by a little bit," Sammi said from the other side of the door.
" easedropper!!!" I opened the door, carried her in over my shoulder and threw her on to the couch, where Harry tickled her, and I tied her arms and legs with rope. Hard. After we were finished tickling her, she said " Ok now what. I'm tied up remember?"
Harry smiled," I know. Night Louis." Harry said as he slung her over his shoulder and walked away.
" Night"

Sammi's P.O.V.
" Doesnt this hurt your shoulder?" I asked.
" No. Your very light." he replied, putting me on his bed.
I laughed," me and the word light don't go together. Never have."
He looked concerned.
" You don't understand how beautiful you really are do you?" he said.
I just starred at him.. How was a person supposed to reply to that.
" Let that insecurity go away because your light even if you don't think so."
I just nodded. No use fighting it that's what everyone said. They didn't understand.
" So what am I doing here probably getting your special pillow all wet because of my hair," I added.
" What do you mean? Sleeping of course. I'm keeping you hostage for the night," he smiled.
I tried to escape, but ended up hitting my head against the ceiling of the bunk.
" Oww!!" I yelled. It really hurt and I was sure I was bleeding.
" Oh my God! Sammi! Stay here don't move."
He ran off in some direction (no pun intended) as I blacked out.
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