All I've Ever Wanted [COMPLETED]

Samantha is nothing but your average normal teenage girl. She is eighteen, spends time with her friends, has disagreements with her siblings and fights with her siblings. Just normal.

She has lived in California all her life and wants to go start her life and have fun since she just graduated. She gets to go to the lovely, beautiful country of London, England and visit family for the entire summer.

Please read to find out what will happen once she runs into a certain curly haired boy from the new British pop boy band, One Direction…please read and comment for more ;)

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15. Chapter fourteen: Phone call and surprises

A couple hours later, Harry and I are woken up by the sound of someone’s cell phone ringing. I think it was mine, because it sort of sounded like the chorus of Katy Perry’s Part of Me but I wasn’t sure.

“I’ll get it, babe,” I say as I begin to get up.

“No, Sam, I’ll get it love,” Harry says and presses a soft kiss to my forehead before getting up to grab my phone for me.

“Hannah’s calling,” he tosses my phone to me and lies back down next to me. Her caller I.D. was a picture of the two of us taken back when I was still in London. I swipe my hand over the screen to answer it.

“Hello?” I answer the phone, putting it up to my ear.

“Sam! How are you? Nichole and the boys and I miss you and Harry. How is everything?” she asks in her British accent.

“Everything’s good here! We miss you too,” I smile over at Harry as he begins to run his hands through my hair and place soft kisses on my shoulder.

“That’s good! What have you and Harry been up to since you got there, love?” she asks on the other line as I feel Harry grab my waist, pulling me closer. I smile and mouth for him to stop. He doesn’t reply, just simply sticks his tongue out in my direction.

I smile at the thought of her question...if you guessed it, yes, we slept together. I know he is ‘the one’ for me and I am ‘the one’ for him too because he’s told me numerous times since we first got together. The love we have for each other is so strong, even though, we technically haven’t been together very long. It doesn’t matter; besides, we are both in love and knew it was going to happen one of these days, sooner or later. Should I tell her? No, I decide. I might later; maybe, when the time seems right I will.

“Not much,” I tell her, a wide smile on my face as if she could see it.

“Well, tell him I said hey when you can. Liam’s calling for me. I’ll talk to you later, Sam!” she says.

“Ok, bye!” I tell her. After I end the call, I lean over and put my phone on the bedside table. Harry pulls me back in to his arms and smiles down at me.

“What was she calling for, love?” Harry asks, tightening his arms around my waist.

“She just called because she misses us already. Her, Nichole and the boys miss us,” I tell him as he stares at me, running his finger tips down my sides.

“I miss them too, I’m just glad I’m here with you, love,” he says, smiling. I smile at him as he leans in, placing soft kisses on my bare shoulder. I turn on my side as I look at him, my eyes boring into his. I’ve never felt like this before, I really liked this feeling. Our bodies intertwined with another holding each other tight and close.

After an hour or so more of snuggling and holding each other, we both get up. I turn and look at Harry, his curls messy from earlier. I’m sure mine was messy too. He had a seductive grin on his face as he looked at me. I grab my blanket off the edge of my bed and pull it around my bare body. His grin slowly faded.

“Where are you going, love?” Harry asks, looking at me, a small smile on his lips.

“To take a shower, why?” I tell him as I start to head for my door.

“Oh, just wondering,” he says and gets up, slowly making his way over to me.

“Y’know, it would be easier if we just took one together, love, and we could save water that way,” he says and reaches over, pulling on the blanket around me. He tosses it to the floor and reaches over, pulling me against his bare chest.

“I guess so,” I say as I grab his hand and lead him in the direction of the bathroom, which was across the hall from my room. When we get in there, we turn the water and make sure the door is locked so we can have some privacy.

After our shower, we go straight back to my room and find a clean outfit to wear. I settle on a tank top with some denim shorts while Harry puts on a plain v-neck shirt with dark jeans. After I finish styling my hair and get it how I wanted, Harry and I make our way downstairs. As soon as we get down to the bottom of the stairs, the doorbell goes off, startling the both of us.

I wonder who it could be. Who would be knocking on my front door at, let’s see, 5:30 on a Sunday evening? I think as Harry and I walk in the front room to answer the door. I open it, surprised to see people I would never expect to be standing on the front porch of my house. My mouth drops open at the sight before me.

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