Nobody Compares To You

The life of Sam Taylor is changed forever when she moves from her little town in New Hampshire to London, England. Sam moves without a job, not knowing anyone, with the whole summer before classes start. On her very first day, by weird coincidences, she meets a famous band that she has never heard of, called "One Direction". Somehow she is dragged into the middle of the fast paced world of One Direction, and cam't exactly find her way out of the beautiful disaster that has been made. She gets stuck in a few sticky situations, that will stay with her the rest of her life. What will her new life become of? How long will the band be on break? What will become of Sam Taylor?

DISCLAIMER: At the beginning of the story, Niall and Zayn cause the band to need to take a break because of arguments within the band. That is not the case! I love them both! <3

<3 *Forever in support of the boys who started on the stairs* <3

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9. Heart Warming Hello's, and Heart Breaking Goodbye's

 

Sam’s POV

 

                As I stepped on my flight from New Hampshire to London, I couldn’t wait much longer. My family had insisted before school started, I come visit for a week. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family a lot. But being away from Harry, Justine, Bridget, and the other boys of One Direction had been really hard. I couldn’t wait to be back with them.

 

                Things were going strong with Harry. Between working together, to the countless dinner dates, and the night we spent under the stars on the Fourth of July, it had been an amazing summer. Today is August 10th, and we only have about two more weeks until school starts. I wanted to make these last two weeks count, and I was sure they would.

 

                Bridget and Niall have been dating since the night Harry asked me to be his girlfriend. At the goodbye party right after the show, Niall asked Bridget to be his girlfriend. He was originally blind sighted by her beauty, but he found out as they continued to date he loves her crazy and spunky personality more than he loves how beautiful she is. They had spent some much time together, they were almost inseparable. They were love sick puppy dogs, following each other where ever they have to go. I couldn’t get enough of their relationship. Niall said when the band took a break he wanted to take some cooking classes, so he and Bridget were together, every Wednesday and Sunday night!

 

                Justine and Liam were going strong too. It took Liam a while to get the courage to ask Justine to be his girlfriend because he and his ex-girlfriend Danielle had recently broken up, and he had been really depressed about it. When One Direction was announced to take a break, it killed him inside. But he told us recently that when he met Justine, he forgot everything but her. The love he had once felt for Danielle disappeared, and finally he was the happy Liam everyone had been missing. Liam decided he’d stay around London and work on getting a real job instead of spending time in Spain; he couldn’t bear to be too far away from the boys.

 

                After my eleven hour flight, I was finally back. I hopped off the plane, and started worrying about rushing to get my luggage from the claim or to catch a cab or a bus, but the first sight of London made all of those worries go away.

 

                Standing right in front of me, was my amazing boyfriend. Even at 2:30 in the morning, here he stood. My luggage next to him, he was wearing the outfit I chose for him the night I ran out, scared of him making me fall in love. And I ran up to him, the world seeming to slow into slow motion. But soon enough, I was in his arms. It felt so good to have his big and strong arms wrapped around my waist again. I felt a little silly, being in my pajamas while he was dressed up like this, but as if he could read my mind, he whispered in my ear “You look beautiful, Samantha Anne Taylor.”

 

                I giggled and pulled him in tighter. He lifted me up and spun me in the air for a little while. I had missed him so much; I didn’t know love could ever be this inhumanly strong. “I’ve missed you so much Harold Edward Styles,” I whispered in his ear. He set me down and kissed me on the forehead.

 

                “Come on baby, let’s go home.” Harry said to me as he grabbed my one bag of luggage with one hand, and reached for my hand with the other. I smiled, and reached out to grab his hand.

 

                We continued back to my flat, where he said I needed sleep. He tucked me in, and then went to the bathroom with a little duffel he had in his hand. He came out in a pair of shorts, without a shirt on, and then lay down on the couch. “I want to be here tomorrow to make you breakfast when jet lag takes over your brain, trust me, I know the feeling love.” I smiled at how sweet my boyfriend is.

                “Harry?” I asked.

                “Mm?” he answered, obviously he had already started dozing,

                “I love you,” I said for the first time in person for over a week. It felt good to get off my chest, I had missed saying it to Harry.

                “I love you too, baby.”

Harry’s POV

 

                The sun peering through the window onto my face awoke me. I looked around, a tad discombobulated, when I realized I was at Sam’s. She came home last night! I looked at her bed to make sure she was still asleep, and then I checked my phone clock. It read that it is half past eight.

 

                I got up and made her breakfast, her favorite. Scrambled eggs with cheese, fruit salad, and toast with nutella have always been her favorite things to wake up to. I placed the food on a tray and brought it over to her bed when I started to hear her awaking. As she opened her eyes, I smiled at her. “Good morning beautiful,” I whispered to her as I set the tray next to her. She sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck.

 

                “Thank you, Hazza! I missed your cooking when I was in America! No one makes nutella toast like you!” I hugged her back and then told her I was going to get dressed quickly. I went to the bathroom and threw on skinny jeans, my white converse, and a plain white T shirt with my beanie I wear everywhere.

 

                When I departed out, her breakfast was on her bed, but she was up wearing a pink floral dress, a brown belt around her waist, and tall brown boots. She was brushing through her hair. “Sit down,” I said to her. She looked incredibly drowsy, like, about to fall over any minute drowsy. Yet somehow through that, she still was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.

 

                I took the brush from her hair, and started brushing through it while she ate her breakfast. I started quietly singing “Little Things” to her, and I could see her slowly blushing the red color that always seems permanent in her face when I’m around her.

                After I finished braiding her hair, I gave her a quick peck on the neck, and she turned and smiled her big smile at me. “I’m so happy to be home,” she whispered. I leaned down to kiss her, when suddenly the door slammed open.

 

                “HAZZA I’M HOME LOVE!” shouted an obnoxiously loud voice at the door. Harry groaned.

 

                “Hello, Louis.” Louis came over and hugged Harry and started teasing his hair, when he saw me sitting in front of Harry.

 

                “Oh my goodness Harry! When I was gone, did you invite over another woman? I can’t believe you would do that to me! We’re over, you loser! Come on love, we’ll ditch this loser for the day!” Louis motioned for me to take his arm, and I did, winking at Harry as we departed the room. Louis stopped, “Now Harry, feel free to watch my Kardashian bum sashay out of here!” he said, winking, and being a flirt.  

 

                When we got in the hallway, I was hit with the best surprise of my life. The four other girls from our building were there, Justine and Bridget. Also Marina and Kiera, the new girls who had arrived right before I left. Also the three boys besides Harry that had moved in upstairs, Dylan, Chris, and Jack! Also the other members of One Direction, and Eleanor and Perrie were waiting for me!

 

                “Group hug!” yelled Chris, it was a classic line for him. He’s here for singing and instruments, and he is pretty great at acting, considering he didn’t come here for that reasons. He had recently become my best guy friend, my brother really. He is the greatest guy to talk to you could ever meet. He’s my best friend. Everyone came around me and hugged me. I was in the middle of everyone I love.

 

                Marina was a junior, and Kiera is a sophomore. I had already become really close with them. Marina is here for singing and acting, and Kiera is here for dancing and singing. Dylan is a sophomore, and is here for singing and dancing. Jack is here for singing, acting and playing guitar and bass. We were still waiting for one boy to get to the college; he had two weeks to move in!
 

                “Okay, sorry boys! But us girls need our Sammi back for a day of shopping and the spa, we’ll bring her back before midnight!” Eleanor told us with a wink. She had become like an older sister to me, and I have to give her credit, I know she loves Louis, but boy, does she seriously baby sit him sometimes.

 

                “No! You can’t take my sister from me!” yelled Chris, as he and Jack started playing tug of war with my hands between them and Eleanor and Marina.

 

                Marina and Eleanor won. “We’ll be back later!” Perrie promised, so we departed for a day full of fun, spa, and shopping, but not before I went back into my room to grab my purse, and say goodbye to Harry.

 

                “I’m gonna miss you babe,” I said as I stood him up and kissed him quickly on the lips. He sighed and kissed me on the forehead.

 

                “Promise you’ll never leave me for that long again?” he asked, and I could tell he was actually very sad. I felt terrible.

 

                “I promise, this is just a shopping trip, it won’t be more than a few hours. I’ll be back soon!” I hugged him, grabbed my purse, and then was off to do god knows what with all my best girls!

 

 

Harry’s POV

                “Why did they take her? It’s not fair! I was supposed to take care of her while she had jet lag all day!” I whined to Louis while he was watching TV and not listening to me. He, Chris, Dylan, Jack, Zayn and Liam had made themselves quite at home in my flat. They were watching the football game on TV, all far more invested than I was.

 

                Suddenly Niall bursted through the door, “Boys I have some amazing news!” he seemed really excited about whatever he was about to tell us.

 

                “What is mate?” asked Liam. Niall could barely speak he was so excited about this news.

 

                “Paul called! He and Simon have had eyes on us in public, and since they’ve seen us all getting along, they decided that the break is only going to last for the summer! We’re being flown out to America today to start recording our new album!” All the boys, including my building mates, started congratulating us and giving us bro hugs, meanwhile I only had one thing on my mind.

 

                “When?” I asked Niall, who was currently hugging Zayn.

               

                “Pack up mate! Simon said to tell you to only pack things for a week, and we’ll come and get people to pack up your room! The flight leaves in fifteen minutes!” I gasped.

               

                “Sam…” I started walking towards the door, which was now being guarded by Zayn.

               

                “It was a good summer mate, but we can’t take a year off the band. I’m going crazy without it, and I know you are too.” I felt a pain in my heart, not knowing which to choose. I love Sam; I know that with every part of my heart, soul, mind and body. But the band, it makes millions of girl around the world feel good and happy when they’re in their darkest places. Can I really trade every girls happiness for me to be with Sam?

               

                Was I being selfish? Loving her like I do? I needed to make the fans happy, but what about my happiness? I can’t just leave her. I left the room call Simon, as the boys continued to celebrate.

                               

                Simon picked up after two rings. “Hey Harry, what’s up?”

               

                “How long would I have to be gone for?”

 

                He sighed. “I knew you’d be asking. I talked to your school, and you should be back from the tour by second semester. Four months away, then you can come back. I promise.”

               

                “Fine, I’ll be there in ten.”

 

                I hung up before he could say anything, I was angry at him for making me leave Sam, and I had to call her. The phone rang once… twice…  three times… And then went to her voicemail, I’d call her when I got to the airport. “Harry! The limo is here! I packed your clothes for you!” Louis shouted. I sighed and went outside to meet the limo, all the guys wishing me well, and telling me they’d see me soon.

 

                I picked out my phone to try to call Sam again, when Paul took it. “No, Harry. You’re not allowed to be constantly on your phone when you’re on tour. This will just bring you down if you are. I am taking your phone for the next four months. I’m sorry, but you will just have to wait to see her again.”

               

                “Paul I can’t do that!” I started to feel myself get defensive. “I need her! My phone is the only way I’ll be able to talk to her! I…”

               

                “No Harry, my word is final. I’m sorry you couldn’t say goodbye. But you’re a rock star. There are a million other girls waiting for you.”

 

                “But none of them are Sam,” I murmured under my breath. Hot, steamy tears started swelling in my eyes, but I wouldn’t let the boys see me cry. But I needed her back in my arms, I didn’t know if I could live through this pain. What is she going to do when she sees the news? Or realizes I’m gone?

               

                I remembered the last time I was with her; it seemed like years ago, not just a few hours. I had made her breakfast, and played with her silky strawberry blonde hair, and told her I love her. Then I remembered the last words I had spoken to her, “Promise never to leave me for that long again?”

 

                Those nine words scarred my heart. I had made her promise, and I was breaking my side of my deal. I was leaving, what was I supposed to do? I love her, but she’ll never know why I left. 

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