Give Me A Chance

Clare Sampson is not you're average girl. Her dad, who she dislikes, is famous and takes his fame for granted. But, her past has caused her to have trust issues. Then when Clare's car broke down in the middle of nowhere, it was Harry Styles who came by to offer help. But, being the stubborn girl she is, she turned down the offer from this familiar boy. It wasn't until that night when her directioner sister made her realize who she met. The two are closer than they first realized. Harry starts to fall hard for her, but doesn't know what to do when he finds out she's not interested. What will Harry do to try to win her heart? What will happen if Clare starts to trust him? Read to find out!(:


13. Sister Talk

Clare's POV
I got to my back door and let myself in. I looked at the nearest clock. It was only 9:00.
"Clare? Is that you?" I heard my mom call out to me. I followed her voice to the nearest sitting room. She was sitting on the couch in her bathrobe. My dad was sitting in the large arm chair, reading the newspaper.
"Why are you home?" I asked him.
"Nevermind him," my mom answered, "Where have you been? I have been worried frantic about where you were. No note. No nothing! What were you thinking?"
"Mom, I doubt you were worried considering you never called or texted me other than 10 minutes ago." I said.
She look shocked that I stood up for myself.
"Go to your room." My dad demanded without looking up from the paper. "And learn how to treat your mother correctly." He finally looked me in the eye.
"Oh, just like how you treat her correctly?! I wouldn't call sleeping around with cheerleaders is a good way to treat someone correctly!" I loudly blurted. His face looked steamed. My moms face looked hurt.
My dad stood up. "Room. Now." He gritted through his teeth.
"God, you're such a hypocrite!" I yelled as I ran up to my room.
I reached my room, slammed my door, and plopped on my bed. I was so pissed off at everything. I heard a knock at my door.
"Go away!" I yelled.
The door opened up and Sarah came in, dressed in pink pjs.
"Do you not know what go away means?" I grumbled.
"Sorry. Uh, I was just coming to see if you were alright. I heard your door slam and I was worried." She looked sorry.
I took a deep breath. "Sorry, I was just mad."
"It's fine. So where were you today?" She wondered.
"Does it matter?" I looked at her eager face.
"Look. I know you were with One Direction today. So tell me about it! Pleaseeee!" She begged.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"Twitter. Duh, your trending. There's photos everywhere!" She squealed.
"Oh, and how's your head?"
"It's fine, I just- Wait. How do you know?"
"Twitter. There's a video of Harry helping you up off the ground after you tripped. It's kinda embarrassing and not a very good shot of you, but hey, your in the shot with Harry Styles so it's ok!" She explained excitedly. "So when am I going to meet your boyfriend?"
"Sarah, for the last time, we are not dating." I told her clearly.
"Then tell that to every jealous fan on twitter." She suggested and sat down on my bed.
I grabbed my iPad and logged onto twitter.
I had thousands of followers now. God, this is crazy. I went to my mentions and there were so many! The most recent one from Harry. I felt a smile creep up on my face as I read it. "@Clare_Sampson70 is your lump gone? I'd text you, but forgot to get your number! ): xx"
"What are you smiling at?" Sarah asked and sat closer to me so she could see my screen. "OH MY GOD!" She squealed.
"Why are you screaming?!" I was getting really annoyed at her.
"The one and only Harry Styles just tweeted you and asked for your number!"
I rolled my eyes. Just then my iPad buzzed saying I had another mention. It was from Louis. I laughed as I read "hey @harry_styles I have @clare_sampsons number. #jealousmuch"
I laughed again and decided to tweet them back.
"@louis_tomlinson how the heck do you have my number? #creepedout #notreally"
A moment later harry tweeted me. "@clare_sampson70 so you tweet louis back but not me? Soo sad!"
I smiled again. "@harry_styles I'm sorry my superman, please forgive me? :3"
Louis tweeted again. "@harry_styles @clare_sampson70 that's cuz Clarebear likes me better. Duh. And i stole your phone and added myself!(; your welcome!"
"@louis_tomlinson why thank you dear sir! Ill text ya now"
A tweet from Harry just popped up. "@Clare_sampson70 Of course ill forgive you, but only if..."
I got confused so I tweeted him back
"@harry_styles if...?"
Sarah finally opened her mouth to speak, "oh my god. I can't believe this. My own blood relative is tweeting 2/5 of 1D and they are actually messaging her back!"
"What did you think was gonna happen?" I asked sarcastically.
"Uhm, I don't know. Not a conversation this long! Can I tweet them for you? " she asked hopeful.
"Just tweet them yourself." I said monotonously.
"They won't respond I bet!"
"It doesn't hurt to try." I said.
"I guess." She said as she whipped out her iPhone.
I decided to take my phone out and text Louis.
I scrolled through my contacts to the L's but he wasn't there. Weird.
I went back to the top and scrolled through all of my contacts, still no sign to Louis. The I saw one that I don't remember adding: My Most Favorite Person In The World!(;
I laughed and went back to twitter.
"@Louis_Tomlinson are you My Most Favorite Person In The World!(; ?"
I moment later he replied, "@Clare_Sampson Yes indeed, who else would it be? Harry? Nahh.."
i answered him back right away, "@Louis_Tomlinson I can't choose between you and my bestest friend!! What are you, crazy?!"
I went back to my phone and texted Louis.
Me: I better be listed as your favoritest person in the world under your contacts.(;
Its took Louis a minute to reply.
My Most Favorite Person In The World!(;: nope.
Me: what is it then?
My Most Favorite Person In The World!(;: CLAREBEAR!<3
Me: haha keep it!!
My Most Favorite Person In The World!(;: I would never delete it(;
Me: good. then I'll never delete yours(;
Just then, I got a text from an unknown number.
Unknown: Hey(:
Me: who is this?
Unknown: Me
Me: well that narrows it down to about 6 billion people...
Unknown: It's a bird, it's a plane, it's .....
Me: This is not a time to be quoting stuff from comic books. now who are you?
Unknown: gosh.. i cant believe i fell for a girl that's so blonde...
Me: Harry?
Unknown: Who else would quote superman in order for you to guess who I am?
Me: very true..(: haha
I saved him as a contact under 'My Superhero'
Sarah was looking over at my phone, "Who's My Superhero?"
"It's no one.." I said.
"Oh my gosh. It's Harry, isn't it?! Oh my! It is, It is!" She was smiling like crazy.
"Why are you so obsessed?" I asked.
"Do you not realize how famous these boys are?" Sarah looked at me seriously, "Like any girl would kill to be in the position you are in right now. Speaking of which, how'd you meet him? Wait, is his eyes that green in person? Did you touch his curls yet? Is Niall always hungry? Is Liam actually freakishly responsible? Is Louis obnoxiously hilarious? Are Zayn's-"
"Slow down," I interrupted, "If I tell you will you please leave me alone?"
She nodded eagerly. Before I could answer, I got a text from 'My Superhero'
I smiled at the screen.
"What?" Sarah asked in a hurried manner.
I ignored her and opened the message.
My Superhero: First date?
Me: not anytime soon, my dad is home...
My Superhero: What does that mean?
Me: I'll explain later.. for now i gotta go, my sister is obsessing again. and can one of you guys do me a huge favor and tweet her? she would be thrilled.
My Superhero: Sure(: give us 10 minutes though
"What were we talking about?" I asked.
"You were just about to answer some questions." She reminded me.
"Oh, right, so if I tell you, will you leave me alone? And none of this leaves us, deal?No twitter. No blogging. No telling your friends. Stays between us, deal?" She nodded and held out her hand. I shook it in agreement. "So what did you want to know again?"
"So, to start off, how'd you meet? Because I'm pretty sure you haven't known him for long."
"Well, my car broke down." I started.
"And?" She interrupted.
"Just be patient," I warned, "Well, as I said, my car broke down and when I was trying to repair it, Harry drove past but instead of continuing to drive, he stopped and offered help. I, of course, being as stubborn as I was, declined his offer and told him to go."
"Did you know it was Harry?" Sarah asked.
"No, he introduced himself as Harry and he had a British accent but I didn't know who he was. I actually didn't realize who he was until you showed me the picture of him peeing in the fire."
"Oh, so you should be thanking me!" Sarah beamed.
I gave her a look.
"So, what happened next?"
"Well, then I came home and got frustrated, so to cool off steam, I went running on the beach. I ended up running into him again. We got into an argument because I was still pissed off about being here for the summer and kinda took it out on him. I yelled at him to leave me alone."
Sarah gasped, "Wait, was this before or after you figured out who he was?"
"After, because I even yelled to him that I wasn't interested and that he thinks he can get any girl in the world, but not me." I admitted sheepishly.
"You did not!" She laughed.
"Yeah, I did!" I giggled.
"How'd he take that?"
"Well," I laughed, "He looked shocked."
"Of course!" She squealed.
"And then after, we went to the mall and ended up running into them again! like, i swear he was following me!"
"I don't blame you." Sarah answered.
"Then we talked and I apologized for screaming at him and that's when people started taking photos of us together and the rumors started." I continued to explain.
"Ohhhh." Sarah said in awe.
"Then we went home."
"Wait, that night Zayn took a photo of you guys together on our beach."
"Yeah, and?" I asked.
"What happened there?" She asked.
"Well, that day was the anniversary of Ellie's one year." I looked down to my lap, trying to force the tears to not stream down my face.
"Oh, Clare, I completely forgot, I'm sorry." She scooted closer to me and engulfed me in a hug. I actually missed Sarah, as hard as it pains me to admit, but it's true.
"Ellie's mom called me that day. I complete broke down in tears and ran to the beach. And just my luck, the guys were all outside. Apparently they heard me crying and Harry came over to me. I yelled at him to go away, but he was so sweet." I paused my story and smiled at the thought, "I told him everything about Ellie, including my guilt." Sarah was the only other person that knows the real story. She's the only other one I told.
Sarah hugged me again.
"And then," I continued, "He told me I could trust him and I believed him. And then I went inside." I, of course left out the parts where I rejected him.
"Then how did all of you guys get together this morning?" Sarah continues asking.
"Well, that morning, I checked my twitter. Everyone knew who I was, I was getting hate tweets and threats. There were pictures of me everywhere and I was freaking out. I didn't know what to do so I went next door."
"In your pj's?!" She freaked.
"Well, yeah, what else?"
"Nevermind, just continue."
"Well, I was freaking out and I went over there and he assured me it would be ok." I caught myself smiling again.
"How'd you meet everyone else? Well, officially, other than the mall." She interrupted.
"Im getting to that part! hold off!" I chuckled at her anxiousness. "Well, that's when Harry tweeted that we were best friends and then Louis got into the tweets."
"Oh yeah! I read those! They were cute." Sarah added.
"Okay, so back to the story... Louis then came down stairs and us 3 were watching movies. After Niall came in eating cereal in his underwear and Louis yelled at him to get pants on." I started laughing at the memory.
"Oh lord! You saw Niall James Horan in his underwear!? You are sooo LUCKY!" She excitedly exclaimed.
"Anyways, Liam then came down later. I don't think he liked me at first."
"Because I saw him glare at me."
"Does he like you now?"
"Yeah, we get along great."
"You are so lucky." She huffed.
"You already said that." I realized.
"But it's true. So what about Zayn?"
"Well he came down stairs right before we left for culvers. And I don't really feel like giving my day today in full detail."
"It's okay, I already know everything from twitter anyways. You went to Culvers, the the Hollywood Sign, the the Festival of Summer downtown, now your here." She sounded proud.
"You are such a creep." I told her honestly.
"Yes, but you gotta love me."
"Exactly." I smiled and laughed. Her phone then buzzed and she took it out to look at it. Her jaw dropped as she stared at her phone.
"What is it?" I asked.
She started screaming, I covered her mouth with my hand. "Shhh! You're gonna wake Luke up!"
"Clare, you don't understand." She handed me her phone. She was on her twitter page. Harry tweeted her, but instead of words, it was a picture. It was all the guys sitting in their living room. Louis, Harry and Niall were on the couch. On the floor sitting in front of them were Liam and Zayn. They were each holding up a piece of computer paper that said 'Hi Sarah' in their own handwritng. She was still fan girling.
"Oh my god, these guys are amazing." I said outloud.
"I've known that since ever and you just realized that now! I cant believe this!! They tweeted me a picture!" She was screaming again but the shut her mouth.
My phone started ringing.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Did she see it?" Harry's voice was heard on the other end.
"Just listen," I was quiet for a moment so he could hear her fan girl.
"Thats hilarious!" He said.
"Try being with her, it gives you a headache!" I laughed.
He laughed. I heard Zayn in the back ground telling Harry to go by him.
"Well, Zayn needs me, I'll talk to you later." He informed.
"Kay, bye Harry." I hung up the phone and looked back at Sarah. Her eyes were wide at me.
"You were talking to Harry Styles?"
"No, I was talking to the other Harry." I said sarcastically.
"Shut up," she said. I laughed.
"But look! Isn't this just amazing?" She set the photo as her background.
"Who do you think got them to do that?" I asked her.
Once again, her jaw dropped. "Oh my god, you are like the best sister ever!!" She squealed and hugged me tightly.
"Ohkay, you've gotta stop with the screams."
"Fine, I'll try."
"You better." I warned.
"So, has he asked you out?"
"Who?" I asked obliviously.
"Harry, duh," she waited eagerly for the answer.
"Well, yeah." I finally answered.
"And?!" She pressed.
"I said I wanted to take things slow," I admitted.
"But why!? You could have the hottest boyfriend in the world!"
"I just don't want a relationship I guess."
"You're insane." She blurted. "So are his eyes as amazing in person?"
"Even better. Like you can get lost in them," I admitted. "That's actually the reason why I tripped. Oh god, I did not tell you that!" Sarah was bursting out laughing.
"I can't believe I'm telling you all of this..."
"Why? Remember, I won't tell anyone, I promise!" She looked me straight in the eye.
I laughed, "Fine."
"Does Niall really eat all the time?" She asked.
"Eating all the time is an understatement," I laughed, "He's always hungry! Like I don't understand how he's so skinny!"
I feel like such a teenager, gossiping with my younger sister about the band that she's obsessed with.
"So when are you hanging out with them again?" She asked.
"I don't know if I'll even be let out of the house, let alone my room." I mumbled.
"How come?"
"Mom and Dad.." I answerd.
"No dip. I realize that, but what happened?" Sarah asked.
"Well I was hanging out and then all of a sudden mom texted me demanding I come home. So, I went home. And then she practically tells me she's been worries sick and have been trying to contact me all day. When, in reality, she only texted me that one time. Then dad told me to go to my room and learn how to treat mom right. And then I made a really snarky comment and went upstairs. They were either extremely pissed, upset, or mad. I dont know, don't really care either." I vented.
"What snarky comment did you say?" Sarah wondered.
"It was nothing, Sarah, so just drop it. Okay?" I didn't tell her because she was too young at the time to understand what was going on.
She nodded in agreement.
"Anyways, does it seem like mom is always so uptight when dad is around? And why is dad even back? I thought he was gone for another week." I asked in annoyance.
It was Sarah's turn to explain, "I guess, I haven't really payed attention to it I guess. And i dont know, he just came back. I didn't really care enough to listen to his excuse, but he said he was leaving again on Tuesday."
"Oh, I see," I said.
"Yeah, he hasn't been around much lately." Sarah said.
"Neither have I, Sarah, I'm sorry." I looked her in the eyes.
"Don't be, you had every right to leave."
"I left for my own selfish reason, I didn't even think of how it would affect you or Luke, and I'm sorry for that." I told her.
She looked sad, "Just tell me this. How would you feel if one morning you woke up and your sister was gone? Your role model, the person you looked up to the most. No explanation why, she just left. The person you strived to be like, the person who you modeled yourself after, how would you feel if that happened to you? Because it happened to me. You were gone for almost a year, barely calling. You didn't even come back for Christmas! Mom and Dad barely talked about you anymore and I had no idea what was going on. Luke was so confused too. And then, when you came back, I didn't know what to do. You were different, you changed. We used to tell each other everything, and now you were yelling at me to go away and to shut up. How would you feel if the person you looked up to, after leaving, just suddenly came back into your life and seemed like she wanted nothing to do with you?" She paused and looked straight at me with tears swelling up in her eyes. I didn't know what to say. "And then now," she continued, "When you were telling me about Harry, I felt like we were back to normal, like you trusted me again." She took her eyes off of me and looked down at her lap.
"Sarah..." I felt emotion rushing through my body, "I am so sorry. I didn't realize how much my decisions would affect you. I wish you could understand why I left, but you can't. I'm sorry I yelled at you too, I had no idea you felt that way."
"Exactly, because you never asked. It has always been about you, not me. Why do you think I want to be like you?" She questioned.
"I don't know," I looked up at her.
"Just look at you, your gorgeous, even when your not trying. Everyone likes you. You're smart and talented and get life handed to you. You're just fricken perfect." She listed.
"Sarah, you can't mean that. No one's perfect. Especially me. I have so many flaws, and I'll admit that I have personal issues too."
She didn't respond, just kept looking down.
"Come here," I opened my arms and she fell into me and I held her while she cried.
"I am so sorry. Can I tell you something?"
She nodded.
"You are probably my best friend right now."
"What?" she choked.
"Yeah, I've kinda separated myself from everyone," I admitted. "I lost touch with all my friends and just kinda pushed everyone away."
"Mhm. I wish I didn't, but I did."
"I'm sorry." She tried to make me feel better.
"Don't apologize, it was my mistake, not yours." I told her and stroked her hair.
"Hey, how about you sleep in here tonight and we just watch movies and hang out?"
"Really?" she looked up at me.
"Yupp." I grinned at her.
"That sounds really great, actually." She laughed.
"I missed you, Sarah."
"I missed you too." She said as she cuddled herself under my duvet.
I reached for my remote and turned the tv on. I handed to remote to Sarah as I got up to change into my pajamas.
"What you wanna watch?" she called out.
"You choose," I shrugged as I pulled an oversized t-shirt on. I slid off my pants and hopped back into bed.
She was flipping through the channels. "Can we watch this for a bit?"
"What is it?" I asked as a lady wearing too much makeup appeared on the screen.
"It's a gossip show, where they talk about celebrities. It's actually quite interesting." She said.
"So this is where you get all of your creeper information?" I joked.
She shrugged, "Not all of it, but most."
"You're so weird." I laughed.
"I take after you!" She counteracted.
"Hey! Take it back, I'm not weird!"
"Never!" Sarah grabbed one of pillows and whacked me in the face.
"Oww! Oh, it's on!" I challenged as I grabbed my pillow.
"Wait, stop!" Sarah called and reached for the remote and turned up the tv.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"I heard your name."
"What? On the tv?" I put my attention to the screen.
"No, the ceiling was chanting your name. God, you blonde." Sarah huffed.
"Wow, got some attitude there?" I laughed.
"Again, I get it from you." She smirked.
"True that." I said.
"Now shut up and watch, I wanna know what they're saying about you now!"
I shut my mouth and glues my eyes to my tv. "In recent news, One Direction, or more specifically, Harry Styles has been hanging out with a new friend." A picture of Harry and I popped up. It was the photo we took of ourselves at the Hollywood sign, the one he posted on twitter. "Sources prove that her name is Clare Sampson, daughter of the retired former quarter back of the Dallas Cowboys, Richard Sampson. Former bandmate of Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, posted this photo of them looking cozy at the beach. But, the caption saying Harry met a new friend. They were also spotted at a local festival near the town they are rumored to be staying in for the summer." The photo of us that Zayn took was on screen along with a photo of the guys and I walking back to the car. Harry's arm around me, helping me keep steady as I walked. But, it didn't look like he was helping me walk, it looked like his arm was around me. "We still don't know how the pair met or if they are actually dating, but we'll leave that up to you to comment on." The lady smiled and the show turned to commercial.
"Great." I said sarcastically.
"Uh, this is not good." Sarah said.
"It'll be fine. I mean, there's nothing to it. We're just friends, people just don't realize that." I assured her but mainly said it to assure myself.
"You sure?" She asked. I nodded my head. "Uh, okay. Whatever you say. So what movie you wanna watch?" She scrolled through the TV guide. "Twilight just started on channel 27." Sarah suggested. "Sure, why not." I said.
She changed the channel from that stupid gossip channel and we were watching an even stupider movie.
"You wanna do something tomorrow?" I asked her.
"Sure, but what?"
"How about we go to the park and play soccer like we used to?" I suggested.
"Sounds great! I haven't played since the spring season ended and I miss it," she responded.
"Sounds like a plan," I yawned and my eyes suddenly got heavy. I let my mind wonder and my eyes shut closed.
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