I'll Be Your Romeo

Samantha Levine hates One Direction. Well, not hate, she doesn't know much about them. It's more of a strong dislike.I mean, who can obsess over man-whorish, carrot-loving, boring, vain, hungry, boys? Plus, the one song she's heard of them is kind of annoying and whiny. But when the boys come knocking on Sam's door, what will happen? Read to see if Sam can change her feelings for these 'special' boys.


13. Chapter 12

"I, uhm, I was just-" I stutter. Niall helped me up, and I looked up into his eyes. His eyes. Oh god, his eyes. Blue with the slightest tint of green. Ocean-after-a-storm blue. They were filled with his feelings. Hurt, worry, sadness. Regret. But I also saw the tiniest bit of love in them. I could not take this. "I'm sorry," I whispered, and ran out of his arms, into the livingroom, and got stopped by Harry. "What's wrong, babe?" Harry asked. A sob escaped my mouth. I kept running, and ignored the boys' cries. I ran as far as I could, and ended up at a park I had never been to.

I sat on the wooden bench, tears srtreaming down my face. I had never felt so embarrassed in my entire life. I did love Niall. I've had a crush on him since that first night. But I had no clue he liked me too. It made me so upset to know that he knew I had been listening to him. I should've waited for him to tell me when he was ready. I hugged my knees close to my chest. I had no clue how I'd get home. I really just didn't care.

After half an hour of sobbing and freezing in the cold winter weather, Louis ran up to me, and sat next to me. I scrambled to get up, but he beat me, wrapping his arms around me, and setting me in his lap. "Shh, shh, Sammie, what's wrong?" He asked. I told him about my eavsdropping, and how I had tripped and fell. "Don't be upset, okay? He loves you so much, he doesn't care. In fact, he's searching for you right now," Louis explained. "Really?" I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. "Mhmm," Louis muttered. "I love him, Lou. I love Niall," I whisper. Louis chuckled, "I know Sam, I know."

I was so tired... I rested my eyes for what felt like only a second, but woke up in my room, staring into those beautiful ocean-after-a-storm color. I jumped, and scrambled to get away, but Niall had a tight grip on me. My heart pounded. "Hi N-Niall," I say nervously. "What did I do wrong?" Niall asked. I opened my mouth but said nothing.

"Do you even love me?" I nod. "Sam, I know you don't want to hear this, but I have to say it all. I have to let it out.

"I have liked you since day one. You looked so adorable with your black glasses, and beach blonde hair. Your eyes... don't get me started on your beautiful brown orbs. The fact you became my friend not for the fame was priceless. I want to be more.

"It totally broke my heart when I found out that those boys hurt you. I felt- sick, I guess you could say? My heart had this weird tingly feeling deep down. It was love, and concern, which I had felt since that first night. I told Harry and the rest of the boys how I felt, so they would back off," Niall chuckled. "I loved the feeling, so that's why I kissed you yesterday night. I thought it was the sweetest thing ever when you asked me to cuddle. You're just... adorable." I blush, and Niall carries on.

"I love you , Sam. I don't care if you feel stupid, or embarresed. I just need to know- do you love me back?"

Tears of happiness streamed down my face. "Yes, Niall, I love you, so much," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck as he sat up, me now on my lap. I pulled away, and he smashed his lips onto mine.

"I love you."

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