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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15. The Final Day of Paradise

 

Sam’s POV

                I had talked my parents into two more days at the college before I come home for two months. I spent every second of those two days with all the kids who came with full scholarships. It wasn’t that emotional, considering none of us were getting graduated, and that we’re all coming back in two months.

                Plans had been made with Harry. Their album would be recorded during the summer, and then he’d go on tour for the first two months of school. So I wouldn’t be able to see him for a while, but at least he was coming back. The two days had gone by much too fast, and Harry was throwing my only suitcase that hadn’t been shipped home into the back of the taxi. We hopped in the backseat, and I sat in his arms, while the last sights of London flashed through my eyes.

                The London Eye, which was the first thing in London I saw this year. And we passed the tree where Harry and I fell in love in love the first time, and I guess you could say the second time as well. We didn’t talk much, we just looked in each other’s eyes.

                But suddenly I had a question. “Are you going to hide me from the press?” I asked him. He looked down at me and rolled his eyes.

                “Why would I hide a girlfriend as beautiful and talented as you?” he asked me. I shrugged, and Harry took out his phone, kissed me on the cheek and took a picture, then started typing somewhere, but wouldn’t let me see.

                Suddenly my phone went off in my pocket, it was a twitter notification. I opened my phone and read the message. @Harry_Styles : Me and my beautiful girlfriend Sam Taylor! The link under it was to Instagram, where he had posted the picture. It immediately started getting likes on Instagram, and retweets and favorites on twitter. “See?” he said to me with a smile. “I want the whole world to know about us,” I put my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

                I took in his scent. The old spice cologne he wears every day. I listened to his heartbeat, which  always tends to be a little faster than everyone else’s .I grabbed his hand, so I could remember what it feels like later, when all we have is texting and maybe the occasional phone call. His hand was slightly dry, but they smelled like coconut lime breeze because of the body butter I made him rub into his hands earlier.

                He put his hand under my chin, and lifted my eyes up to his, our foreheads touching. He grabbed my hand, and he kissed my lips before he hopped out of the car, we were already at the airport. My time with Harry was truly running out.

Harry’s POV

                I grabbed Sam’s hand, and her suitcase out of the trunk, and we started walking into baggage drop-off, and I threw her pink suitcase behind the counter, and I took the liberty of paying for her suitcase. She rolled her eyes at me, but knew at this point that there was no point in arguing, that I wasn’t giving up. I grabbed her hand again, and walked with her until we reached the plane she would soon be boarding. We had ten more minutes. Then it would be four months apart from each other.

                “Harry…” she started crying into my chest as I pulled her into a hug. I have to admit, I was starting to cry too. I had put on my disguise for the first time in over a year, the first day I met Sam. Then I realized, it had been one year since we met.

                “Sam, it’s been one year since we first ran into each other. I know it’s not fair that we have to say goodbye, but this goodbye is only temporary. In six months, we will be together again. I promise, and I’ll visit you whenever I’m near New Hampshire, and at our concert in Boston I’ll send you backstage passes, and we’ll see each other, I promise. And…”

                I could tell Sam noticed I was crying, so she kissed me passionately. Our steamy tears mixed as my mouth was on hers. We fit together so perfectly, and I just loved her so much. I can’t believe I had to go another four months. At least I made Paul promise to not take my phone or laptop. I’d call her on breaks, and tuck her in every night through the phone. We’d make it work. We’d be dedicated, because I’m going to marry her one day.

                “Flight 567 to Boston is now boarding, last call.” I looked down into Sam’s eyes, and just took in my last moments. I pulled her head into my chest for one last time, and took in every last second.

                “I love you, Samantha Anne Taylor,” I whispered to her.

                “I love you, Harry Edward Styles,” she whispered back. Then I remembered, and I pulled an envelope out of my pocket, and slipped it into her purse without her noticing. She started turning to walk onto the plane, as our intertwined fingers slowly pulled apart, she turned as our last finer broke apart and now, the distance began. It would start by a centimeter, then a foot, then a mile, and then it would in one day be 2,327 miles. She reached the final corner of the airplane portal, and turned around one last, and mouthed three last words to me.

                I love you, she mouthed to me. I did as well, and then she was gone. My heart and soul started crying, knowing it would be at least two months before I could see her again, but my mind knew that this goodbye, as painful as it is now, was only temporary. I thought about the times interviewers would ask me how we make the distance works, and how we can keep it up, through paparazzi and jealous fans, and I said four last words to her, bringing every feeling I have for her together. “Nobody compares to you,”

Niall’s POV

                Bridget and I stood outside of her house, I couldn’t stand to watch her go home alone on the plane, so I had bought a round trip to surprise her, and she gave me a tour of her house, and I was about to head back to London. “I’m going to miss you so much love,” I said as I pulled her into my arms.

                “I’m going to miss you too, Nialler,” she whispered into my neck. “But we’ll see each other soon, right?” I nodded, and told her every time I’m near her, I’d come visit.

                I could tell now was the perfect time for what I had been planning for weeks. I got down on one knee, and Bridget gasped. “I know we can’t get married now, but I hope you know every time I’m with you, or thinking about you, all I can think about is having the honor of being your husband one day. You’re so beautiful, and talented, and I love you for all the reasons that even you don’t see. The way your hair is almost the same color of your eyes, the way your legs become so pale when you’re in the cold that you can almost see through them! I love the way you imitate Miranda sings perfectly when you’re hyper, and how you do pirouettes when you talk to Sam. I love you Bridget, I love everything about you. I wish I could ask you to marry me right now, but I want to be with you all the time after I propose, so this is a promise ring. It’s to promise you that in three years, when you’re out of college and you can travel the world with me and the boys, then I will be getting down on one knee to marry you, but right now, all I can offer you is a promise.”

Bridget’s POV

                Even just from Niall leaving I was crying, but after his speech, I was sobbing from the bottom of my heart. Then he pulled out the ring, and I was stunned to silence. It was an infinity sign, and it had our names together on each side, and in between our names was each of our birthstones. On the band was an intricate design, with little diamonds between each of the small designs. Then I saw one aspect of the ring that confused me. On the bottom of the infinity sign, were the names Liam and Paige. I looked at him with surprise.

                “Niall, I love it, but who are Liam and Paige?” I looked into those electric blue eyes, and heard the response I think I expected least.

                “Well, one day when we’re married, I want to raise a family with you. And I’m hoping for one boy and one girl, and I like the names Liam and Paige. I think our family would be beautiful, Niall, Bridget, Liam and Paige Horan. Liam would be older than Paige, so he can look out for her when she hits her teenage years and we can’t help as much. Liam will look like me, and Paige will be a copy of you. They will always be best friends growing up, and hopefully one day, we can convince them to meet Harry and Sam’s kids, and they can grow up to get married, and one day we will live together alone as grandparents, seeing our baby grandchildren every weekend, and they will stay with us. We can play board games with them, and teach them life lessons and spoil them to death because we can. Liam and Paige will both live nearby and come visit us all the time. And I guess what I’m saying, is that I want to grow old with you Bridget. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. This promise ring, is to represent all of what our lives will be together, and will remind you of me when I am gone.”

                Niall slid the ring on my finger, and then I started crying harder when the limo driver honked the horn, he was leaving now. “I love you, Niall James Horan,” I said to him.

                “And I love you too, Bridget Allison Keaveney,” he whispered into my hair. He kissed me one more time, and then departed to the limo. “I’ll call you when I land! I love you baby!” And then, he was gone. I looked at my finger.

                He really always will be mine, and I was going to grow old with him. Raising children, and then spoiling grandchildren… Everything he promised. I couldn’t help but smile like an idiot to the ground. He’s going to marry me.

Sam’s POV

                As I sat, crying on the airplane, I could barely deal with my emotions. I was going to miss Harry so much. Even though this time I would always know where he was, and what he was doing, this time hurt even more than the last time. The captain started announcing take off, so I shut off my phone and went to grab a piece of gum, when I found an envelope in my pocket, and it was addressed to “Mrs. Sam Styles”. I opened it immediately and started to read, as the plane started moving. I started reading.

Dear Mrs. Sam Styles-

I hope you know that one day, I promise that that will be your name. So I don’t know exactly where to start in this letter. Right now you are showering, and we’re leaving for the airport when you get out. You didn’t want to, you wanted to spend every last minute with me, but I know you better than that. You’d regret that choice later when you’re stuck on an airplane.

I guess I’ll start at the beginning. I will always be thankful for the band breaking up temporarily. If we hadn’t, I would have never met you. And meeting you will always be the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I still remember the time I first met you. You dropped your pencils and books in the hallway between my flat and Dylan’s, and we had completely sprinted into each other. Your hair was in a messy bun and you had no makeup on. I had heard a lot about you, and I couldn’t get your name out of my mind. Then we met, and the second I saw you, I fell in love. Then, being me, I almost ruined it for the first time by being a conceited jerk.

Then the next day I almost ruined it a second time by almost getting you trampled by fans, but then thanks to almost getting you killed, we were stuck up in a tree together for hours. That’s when I didn’t just fall in love with your beauty, but I fell in love with your insecurities, with your personality, your voice, your touch, everything about you, really.

Then we started working together, and hanging out with each other in the flats, and writing music together and really spending time together. Then you left to spend time with your family for break, and I died every day you weren’t there, and the second you were back, I was the first one you saw, and your smile was worth the two weeks without you. Then as we both know, I had to leave. But I’m not even going to get into that, because it makes me too sad.

Then I came back, and another jerk move, I expected you to just fall back into my arms. But you were stronger than that, and I hope you know because of that, I will always respect you as my second half. I am not stronger, smarter, more talented, or really anything better than you. When one day people asked to see my best side, I am going to step back and point at you.

The shower just shut off, so I am going to start to wrap things up. I’m yours Sam, forever and always. I promise that I will never stray, and that I will see you every chance I get. I will invite you to every red carpet event, to every concert, and even the ones you can’t manage to attend, you’re going to be on my mind the whole time. You’ll never leave my mind. The whole time we’re apart, I will be thinking about you and wishing you were in my arms. Every time I do something stupid, I will hear your voice in my head telling me to stop, that I will regret it later, or that I am going to hurt myself, or stop me from doing whatever I’m doing.

Samantha Anne Taylor, I love you now, and I will love you forever and always. There is nobody like you, and I want you to always remember that no matter what the tabloids say, you are mine.  You are the only one I want. I will see you in four months baby, don’t forget about me while I’m gone. I’ll call you on every break I get, wow this is really hard to get out. I’m going to miss you more than you can comprehend. But I love you, and I will see you in four months.

I love you baby, call me soon so I know you landed safely.

Mr. Harry Styles

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