I'll Never Let You Go

Samantha “Sam” and her friends have just graduated from high school and they are spending the summer in London for the summer. Everything seems to be going well until she learns that her boyfriend is cheating on her. But when she tries to break up with him he refuses and threatens her to stay with him by abusing her. What will happen when Louis Tomlinson, from her favorite band One Direction comes and saves her? She develops to have feelings for him but she doesn't know if he really feels the same way. But is she really safe from danger? Read more to find out... I dare you.


5. Where have you been Lou?!

Louis’ POV


As Sam and I walked through the front door I was mobbed by the boys who gave me a bone crushing hug. “I missed you Boo Bear!” Harry exclaimed. I was “attacked” by him first.

 “Where have you been Lou?! You nearly gave us a heart attack!” Liam scolded me.

“Well, I missed you all too but will you guys get off of me. I can hardly breathe.” I complained and pretended to gasped for air. Sam stood to the side and giggled at us. Liam gives me a death glare but his expression turns softer when he sees who I’m with. The boys notice her too. Sam gives them a shy smile and they all smile back.

“Hey.” She says softly and waves.

“Umm… guys this is Samantha.” I introduce her to them.

“But you can call me Sam. Everyone calls me that.”

“She’s staying for the night.” I explain.

“Yayyy!!!” all the boys cheer except for Liam who just smiles.

“Lou, what happened?!” Liam gave me a confused look and then scowled at me which meant I was definitely in trouble. He really is the most mature one out of all of us.

“Oh… Uh… She uhh… tripped and hit her head pretty hard. She managed to knock herself out and cut her arm.” I pointed to her arm. “I offered to let her stay here for the night, considering on how late it is.”

“Ok…” Liam said. He didn’t seem convinced by the story. “But what were you doing out at this time of night, Sam?” he asked her.

“Oh. I just needed time to uh, think. My boyfriend and I just broke up. It probably wasn’t the brightest idea to take a walk when it’s pitch black out. I was lucky Lou spotted me.” Sam answered and a tear rolled down her cheek but she quickly wiped it away. Harry goes up to her and gives her a hug, saying he’s sorry for her. I begin to feel tense all of a sudden.

“That makes sense.” Niall replied while nibbling a cookie. Oh Niall, always so gullible.

“Oh. I didn’t realize… I’m so sorry Sam.” Liam’s expression saddened after hearing her answer and it looked like he felt awful for asking her.

“No, it’s ok Liam. You didn’t know.” She replied.

At least our “story” was partly true. I didn’t want to tell them what actually happened yet because Sam’s had a long, rough night. She needs to rest and she probably feels upset by what happened. She can tell them when or if she’s ready to.

“Well, do you, know who we are?” Zayn asked, changing the subject.

“Yea, actually I am quite a big fan.” Sam told him and she slightly blushed and looked toward the ground, which I thought was pretty cute. I couldn’t help but stare at her while she talked. She had the cutest dimples.

“I see you’re American from your accent. What’s a pretty girl like you doing here in England?” Harry asks her and smirks. Sam blushes again before responding.

“Yeah, I’m from California. My friends and I are visiting England for the summer before heading off to college, or whatever they choose to do with their futures.”

“Oh, cool. Maybe we could meet them sometime.” Harry replied.

"I bet they'd love to. They are also big fans." Sam then gave a big yawn.

“We should really get you to bed. You look exhausted. Let's get you cleaned up first though.” I suggested. Sam nods sleepily.

I smiled at her and led her to the kitchen.

“Well, I’m off to bed. Goodnight lads. It was nice meeting you Sam.” Liam said as he headed upstairs. "I'm gonna hit the sack too. Goodnight Boo Bear. Goodnight love." Harry said and then turned to Sam. He kissed her on the cheek and winked at her before exiting the room. Her face turned bright red. I felt weirdly tense again. Why do I feel like this? Do I like her? Did Harry make me feel jealous when he kissed her? Does he like her? Does she like him? All I knew was that he was so flirting with her, I just know it. He always gets the girls. Ugh.

Niall and Zayn told us they were going to bed also. Then it was just me and Sam, all alone. 

I found some bandages and the first aid kit in a cabinet as she sat down on one of the stools at the marble counter. “Here, take these.” I handed her two aspirins and a glass of water. “They’ll help your head.”

“Thanks.” She nodded and took them. Then I began cleaning up her wound. She winced as I put some medicine on it. She watched me intently as silence fell between us, wincing every now and then, and me apologizing each time.

“Thanks, for not telling them Lou. I really appreciate it. And for letting me stay overnight. I don’t think I’m ready to tell anyone exactly what happened just yet, it’s just a lot to handle right now. But I guess it won’t really matter to you guys tomorrow because everything will just go back to the way they were. You guys will go back to your busy job and I’m going back to my friends. You’ve been a really nice friend.” She says sadly and sighs.

“Who said anything about us being friends?” I teased her but she fell for it as I saw her face drop down into a frown, tears beginning to form in her warm brown eyes. “Just kidding. We still are friends. And I want to get to know you more. You seem like a really sweet girl.” I piped up, a huge grin stretched across my face. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree. But then she slapped me playfully on the arm.

"Hey! What was that for?" I exclaimed.

"For making me think we weren't friends. That was so mean." She tried saying seriously but started giggled, and so did I.

She gave me a quick hug. “Thanks Lou.” She whispered in my ear. Her warm body sent tingles through my body as soon she touched me. I could stay like this forever. Her hair smelled like sweet strawberries. I sniffed her hair and muttered, with my eyes closed “Mmm. You smell like strawberries.” She giggled and pulled away from the hug. I finished cleaning her up and put the first aid kit away.

“Lou, where am I going to sleep? Do you even have enough room for me? I can just sleep on the couch…” she babbled.

“You’re sleeping in my room.” I firmly stated, cutting her off.

“But where will you sleep.”

“On the couch.”

“No, I don’t want you to sleep uncomfortably all night. You’ll barely get any sleep! I’ve caused you too much trouble already.” she insisted.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”

She opened her mouth to argue some more but I picked her up bridal style and carried her upstairs to my room before she could refuse. “Lou put me down!” she shouted at me whilst giggling. I covered her mouth with my hand.

“Shh. You’ll wake up the boys.” She kept squirming and punching me lightly on the arm, trying to make me put her down.

“Here we are. El roomo de Tommo.” I finally put her down and she calmed down.

“Wow. Your room is…”

“Quite amazing!”

“No. A mess. It was like a tornado blew through here.” She exclaimed. “How do you live in this?” she seemed bewildered. She’s right, it is a disaster. Already worn, wrinkled clothes littered the floor; socks, shirts, pants, boxers, you name it. Random items were lying around everywhere you looked. The only clean spot was my bed, which was neatly made. Liam probably made it considering I don’t remember making it this morning, or most mornings now that I think about it. I guess he gave up on cleaning the floor because he knew it would be a complete mess again by the next day. Liam always picks up after my messes. He can’t stand living in a messy house, even if it’s not every night. The boys stay here occasionally but return to their own homes every now and then. I walked to my enormous closet and Sam stared at it as I fumbled through racks of clothes, searching for something for her to wear as pajamas. She was probably amazed by how much clothes I had.

“Here.” I tossed her one of my t-shirts and a pair of sweats. “You can use these as pajamas. It’s the best I’ve got.”

“Thanks.” She replied. She walked into my bathroom, which I guarantee was a disaster area too, to change. I quickly changed into some sweats and a t-shirt too and sat on the end of my bed while I waited for her. She came back out in my clothes. She had her hair tied up in a bun and she looked refreshed. I laughed at her when I realized how big my clothes actually were on her tiny body.

“Hey. It’s not funny. It’s not my fault your clothes are so big on me.” She snapped.

“How tall are you?” I asked still chuckling.

“Uh, I’m only 5’3”.”

“No wonder, I’m 5’9”.”

“Yeah.” She giggles. I just love her laugh. And her gorgeous brown eyes...

“Well, I’ll let you get some sleep now. See you in the morning.” I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead.

“Ok. Goodnight Lou… And, thanks… for everything.”

“You’re welcome. Goodnight Sam.” I flashed a huge smile at her and she returned the smile. Closing the door, I returned back downstairs, smiling like an idiot to myself.




I am extremely thankful that Louis saved me tonight. He is a ball full of energy let me tell you. How is he not falling asleep this late at night! But he is so sweet, all the boys are. I could tell that Harry was definitely flirting with me. Liam was taking on his role of Daddy Direction. Zayn, was vain. And Niall was of course eating when Louis and I walked in. I saw Louis become tense when Harry hugged me and kissed me on the check. What was that about? I haven’t got a clue. But even though Harry was flirting with me I know to not succumb to it. He’s the big “Flirt” of the group. I know we probably should’ve told the boys what happened but I’m not ready to tell them yet. I still can’t believe Zack would do that to me.

Louis was even more generous when he offered me to stay overnight and let me sleep in his bed. I’ve already caused him and the boys enough trouble. His house was enormous and so cool, well his and Harry’s house. I think they call it a flat here though. But I’ve never seen a room as messy as Louis’. It was like a bomb went off in there. I was surprised by the size of his wardrobe though. He literally had 50 pairs of TOMS. I guess when you’re famous you’re bound to have loads of clothes.

I am overjoyed that the guys actually want to hang out with me and my friends sometime. I thought they’d just forget about me like most fans. I can’t wait for tomorrow. My friends are gonna freak out when I tell them about meeting One Direction. I’ll ask Louis if he can drive me home in the morning and bring to the police station so I can report Zack. I hope he doesn’t find me again.


A.N.: Sorry if it took so long to post. It's a really long chapter. Please comment and tell me what you think. And thanks for getting this story to nearly 200 views! :))

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