I'm In Love With You

Samantha has had a rough life. From being abused by her parents, to living on her own at 17. When she gets a recording contract from a big agency, she beings a new lifestyle. She meets many new famous people and has many short "relationships" with them. When she meets One Direction, she thinks will be just like every other relationship she's ever had. She expects them to use her and have nothing more than a one night stand. Falling in love is not an option.


17. Song

*Sam's POV*

I had just turned my phone on after being in the recording studio for the whole freaking day. I was walking home after getting off the subway, it was about 7 and my phone started going off like mad. I looked at it to see about a hundred texts and like thirty calls. All from the boys, mainly Louis. Oh God what had happened. If they had set my flat on fire I was going to kill them. I started walking faster, trying not to imagine the worst.

I got to my building and the second I walked into my flat, I was attacked. I was shocked at first, it took me a second to realize that it was Louis hugging me so tightly. He stepped back and looked really mad.

"Lou, what's wrong? What happened?"

"We didn't know where the hell you were! You've been gone since we woke up, and you didn't answer your phone! We were worried!"

I giggled, and he gave me a death glare. "Didn't you guys read my note?"

He had a confused look on his face, and so did the other boys. I giggled again then walked into the kitchen and grabbed the note I had left on the fridge. I walked back out into the living room and showed it to them.

"This has been on the fridge all day. It says that I'll be in the recording studio all day, and I don't know when I'll be home." They were all quiet.

"Welllll I feel stupid now." Zayn said, breaking the silence. I laughed at them.

"It was on the fridge, haven't you guys eaten today?"

"Yeah, but none of us noticed it. Sorrrrrry." Louis said. I just giggled.

"Oh Sam, something came for you in the mail." Liam said, handing me a letter.

The second I looked at the name on the letter I burst into tears.


*Harry's POV*

She just started crying. It surprised us all. It wasn't just a few tears either, she was bawling her eyes out. All because of a letter. What the hell was on it? She quickly walked into her room and we all just stood there, not really knowing what to do. It was quiet for a few minutes. Then we heard a guitar. I knew she could sing, but I didn't know she could play guitar. Just that thought alone made her even more attractive than before, and I didn't think that was possible. We all tiptoed over to her door, and it sounded like she was trying a song that she had never played before, playing the same chords and notes over and over.

We stood there for a few minutes, just listening. Then when we realized it wasn't anything special or anything, we started to go sit back down. We sat for about, I don't know maybe 10 minutes, no longer really listening, when I heard singing. She was singing. I hadn't really ever heard her sing, besides her songs on the radio. I got up and quietly walked over to her door again.

Her singing was amazing. Her voice was just....indescribable. She sounded like an angel. 

"Okay I know you're out there. Come in." I was started. I didn't realize she had heard me. I opened the door slowly and walked in. She was sitting on her bed, guitar in hand, and looking oh so adorable in a hoodie that was way too big for her and some shorts.

"Why were you outside my door, Harry?" She was smiling slightly, but she still looked sad.

"Why did you just start crying when Liam gave you that letter?" I asked, ignoring her question.

"It was a letter from....Sam." She started crying again. Not a lot of tears, just a few, and she was trying to hide them from me. I reached up and wiped them away, holding her face in my hands. I hated seeing her cry, it just broke my heart.

"What did it say?" I didn't know if she would tell me or not, it was a personal thing. But I had to ask, I was curious.

"It didn't say anything, it was a song he had written for me. That's what I was singing, and what you interrupted when I heard you creeping at my door." She smiled again and it was gorgeous.

"I'm sorry, I've just never heard you really sing before, so I wanted to hear." I tried to explain.

"It's okay, I want your opinion though. What did you think of the song?"

"I didn't hear much of it. Can you sing it again?"

She looked like she didn't really want to, probably because it brought up her bad memories, but she grabbed her guitar and began playing again.

"Somewhere there's a stolen halo
I use to watch her wear it well
Everything would shine wherever she would go
But looking at her now you'd never tell

Someone ran away with her innocence
A memory she can't get out of her head
I can only imagine what she's feeling
When she's praying
Kneeling at the edge of her bed

And she says take me away
then take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water"

The song was amazing, and I had a couple ideas on what it was about.

"He wrote the song apparently right after my dad raped me. That's what the song's about." She wasn't crying any more but she looked close to it.

"It was amazing, Sam. It was beautiful." A couple tears ran down her face. Her make up was ruined and her hair was a mess, but she looked perfect right in that moment. Not really realizing what I was doing, I held her face in my hands again, wiped her tears, then started leaning in. She didn't move until I was almost on her lips.

"Harry. No." I pulled back, and a wave of rejection hit me. It hurt like hell. "Harry, I just broke up with Niall a week ago. I don't think it's right to just suddenly be with you." I understood her reasoning, but it wasn't fair. Just because Niall got to her first and messed things up, I couldn't have her.

"Okay. I'm sorry." I let go of her face and looked down at my lap. I was trying not to cry, this rejection hurt almost as much as the first time.

"Hey" she said softly. I looked up at her and she had an almost pitying look on her face. "Sweetie, I just meant now is not the time. Harry I like you, I really do. I just don't think it's fair to Niall."

"He almost broke your fucking nose Sam! What's not fair is that he got you first, even though I told him not to, and now he's ruined my chances with you. It's not fair that I poured my heart out to you, and you still didn't choose me."

She was quiet, then wiped the few tears on my cheeks that had fallen. I looked into her eyes, and she didn't look away.

"Harry, I just told you that I really liked you so your chances are not completely gone. And I haven't chosen anyone. I'm not with Niall right now, I'm not with any one. Harry all I'm saying is give me some time. A lot has happened recently and I just want things to cool down okay?"

"Sam, I don't want to wait. If we wait, then you're going to find some other guy, whether it's Niall or some other guy. And then you're going to forget all about me. I don't want to loose you, Samantha. You're my perfect girl."

"Harry, how can I be your perfect girl if I'm so messed up and have so many scars?" She asked quietly.

"Samantha your scars are just as beautiful as the rest of you. They tell your story, of how strong you really are and how you've survived it all. And you're not messed up. Yeah sure, you went through a really rough time and you made some mistakes, but that just makes you, you. It makes you who you are. One of the reasons that I like you so much, is that you're amazingly strong."

She just looked at me, a few tears going down her face. We both had been crying a lot today.

"Harry...that was the most sweetest thing I have ever been told in my entire life." Then she put her hand on my cheek and leaned in. She pressed her lips against mine, gently. Her lips were soft and moist. After a few seconds, she pulled away slightly. She looked at me, with excitement in her eyes. Then I leaned in again and kissed her harder. She didn't pull away, even when I deepened the kiss.

We sat on her bed, just kissing for a few minutes. When we pulled away she looked at me and bit her lip. It was driving me mad. I couldn't get enough of her lips. She laid back on the bed, against the pillows and closed her eyes. Then she said the words I hadn't expected to hear.

"Harry, I think....I think I love you." Her eyes were still closed and I was in shock. When I didn't say anything, she smiled but didn't open her eyes.

"Harry no one has ever treated me the way that you do. No one. And I've never felt this way about anyone, not even Sam. I didn't think that it was possible for me to fall in love because of the way I've been treated all my life, I mean I've never been around love. And no one's ever loved me, no one's really ever treated me right either. But you're different Harry. I know that you're not going to hurt me, at least I hope you're not going to. I know you would do anything for me, I mean you're the reason I'm alive right now" She then pulled her sleeve up and I saw her scars for the first time, and she ran her hand over them. "I'm going to trust you Harry. I don't usually trust people, so you're pretty important to me. I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to tell you this. I just refused to believe that I was in love with you. I'm still afraid of getting hurt, but I'm going to risk it. For you."

I was still in shock. Then, keeping eye contact with her, I grabbed her arm and gently kissed her scars. A few tears fell down her face and I kissed those away too.

"Sam, you should know by now that I would never even think about hurting you. Samantha Duchannes, I love you too. With every thing that I am. Even though we haven't known each other that long, I feel like I've known you for years and I've never felt that with anyone. I would do anything for you, anything you want. I know you're afraid to love Sam, and I understand, but please just give me a chance to change that. I don't want you to miss out on so many things just because you're scared, because of things that happened in the past." She was still crying, and I felt a few tears drip down my face. I leaned down and gave her a gentle, sweet kiss on the lips. When I pulled away, she put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me back down to her and kissed me again.

We layed on the bed, kissing and pretty much just cuddling for about half an hour, until she fell asleep in my arms. I was pretty much in heaven and I started to fall asleep too. It was about nine I think. I had just started to fall asleep when someone knocked at the door.

I just ignored it, too tired to get up. Sam moved a little but kept sleeping. Who ever it was knocked again. And again. I sighed loudly, then got up trying not wake Sam up. I opened the door to see Lou standing there.

"What the hell do you want Louis?" I asked him, irritated.

"Well we're bored so we're going out. We'll be back around 11 or so."

"Okay, have fun guys." I hugged him, then shut the door and went back into the bed. I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up it was about 2 in the morning. I rolled over, trying to fall asleep again. I felt Sam move around a little, then a lot. She must be awake.

"Are you awake?" I asked her. No reply. She was breathing heavily and still moving around a lot. She was moaning a little too. I sat up and looked at her. Then she started to scream. It was a loud, blood curdling scream. I jumped up out of the bed and ran around, then I shook her shoulders, trying to wake her up. The boys ran into the room, all in their boxers. I kept shaking her shoulders and yelling at her but she wouldn't wake up. Then Louis came over and leaned over and gave her a hug. She started to calm down. I was surprised, how did he know what to do? When she had finally calmed down and was sleeping normally again, I looked at Lou as he let go of her. The boys had left to go back to sleep.

"What?" He asked me, he was really tired I could tell.

"How did you know what to do?" I asked, somewhat in awe at how he had handled it.

"That's what my mom did when any of my sisters had nightmares. It works everytime." he then walked out of the room. I got back in the bed, but I couldn't sleep. I was awake now. This sucks. I looked over at Sam and I could barely make her face out with such little light in the room. She looked really peaceful now. She looked more relaxed and happy than I had ever seen her.

I put my arm around her and pulled her closer, playing with her hair until I fell asleep.






(A/N) Okay so I'm really really really really really really really really reallllllly sorry that it took me so long to update. Like I've been saying, I've had writers block lately. So I have to thank everyone that commented and kiked me.

My dad put restrictions on my phone so I can't get any apps that are 18+ and apparently kik is 18+ so I no longer have that. So sorry if you've tried to kik me and I haven't replied. I'm going to try to fix that later. I really hope you guys like this chapter because I do. It's so sweet. I'll be updating again really soon. Like I'm going to be typing it as soon as I publish this.

I'm going to keep Louis and Sam friends from now on, and forget the idea about this becoming a Louis fanfic. But since I really like the idea of a story about Louis, I think I'm going to write another fanfic. What do you guys think? Would anyone even read it?

Thank you sooooo much for all your help and for being patient. I love you all!!!!!!!!! Keep commenting, liking and favoriting!!!!!!!!! thanks x

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