I got your back

Jus to let you know I will always have your back no matter what. If you need to talk to me email me at lollipoplov98@yahoo.com

Just to let you know I am not trying to hurt any feelings but I just recently heard about One Direction being hated on again. I am so sorry...nobody deserves hate. Everyone should have fun and live while they are young.


4. smile

Sammi's POV

I cant believe that he, Harry Styles wants to marry me. I just stood there crying, without saying a word.

"Yes. A million times yes!" I replied through the tears of joy.

"Why are you crying then?" he asked wipping my tears away with his thumbs.

"I am just so happy!" I replied hugging him.

"SMILE!" we both heard a man yell.

We laughed like idiots and did a funny pose. You know you only live once, so just smile like an idiot and live while your young.

We started to head to the water when 3 guys around my age came up to me.

"Wow your beautiful." one of them said.

"I am married." I replied sticking my tounge out.

"And im drunk." he replied.

I had enough of his attempt to flirting, and so I kneed him.

"Get her!" he yelled in pain. They did as told. I was being held back.

"Let her go! Before it gets ugly!" I heard Harry yell.

"Fine you take the nobody. Lets go guys." the guy replied and him and his friends walked away dropping me to the ground.

"Are you alright babe?" Harry asked as he knelt down besides me.

"Ish. Just lets go home. I just wanna kill them." I replied. I stood up and held my stomach in pain.

"Does your stomach hurt?" he asked standing up.

"Ya." I replied.

"Let me see." he said. I removed my hand and he gasped.

He picked me up and ran me to the car handing me his shirt. I put it on. We arrived at the hospital. I gasped.

"You know I hate hospitals. They pick on me for my weight." I said.

"They do...and they will have to deal with me." he replied and picked me up. He carried me in then signed me in. He sat besides me. Then we waited and waited and we waited.

"Samantha Styles." the nurse called out. I stood up and so did Harry then we walked into the room.

"Hello what are you here for?" she asked me. I looked at Harry.

"She has a cut on her stomach and it wouldnt stop bleeding." he replied.

"Ok. I will give her some stitches and she should be ready to go." the nurse replied examining my stomach.

"NO! NOT STITCHES!" I yelled and ran out of the room, but Harry quickly caught up to me and carried me back.

"I will be here with you babe." he said as he sat down besides me. I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted. I hate stitches like so bad. More like I hate the needles.

I was finally finished with the stitches and suprisingly it didnt hurt that bad. I never had stitches ever in my life. Never, until now. Thanks to those idiots.

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