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!(:


7. You two know each other?

Clare's POV

I sat in the sand, letting it squish between my toes. I actually missed this private beach of ours. The heat was roasting as the sun was high in the sky.
"Clare!! Lunch is ready!" Luke called out to me from the screen door. I slowly got up. I walked to the deck, up the stairs, then into the house. In the kitchen was a pile of sub sandwiches. I grabbed one off the table and continues to go upstairs to me room.
"Clare, why don't you sit down?" My mom asked from the table.
"Uh, thanks but I'm just gonna eat in my room." I continued to go up the wide winding staircase and I reached my room. I sat on my bed as I ate my sandwich. I could still feel my sticky body, still coated in sweat. Ew. I feel gross. I quickly finished my lunch then went to the bathroom that was connected to my room. I looked around to the jacuzzi tub and then to the shower. Long bath or quick shower? I walked to the shower and turned it on, letting the heat run. I got out of my dirty clothes, grabbed my robe, then hopped in the shower. The hot water felt great on my skin.

Sarah's POV

Clare walked in, grabbed a sandwich, then went upstairs. What's up with her lately? She's been so distant from everyone. I don't remember her being like this. I finished my food and went to the living room. I braided my long blonde hair to the side and plopped on the couch. I grabbed my iPhone and checked my twitter. Time to do my usual stalking. One direction hasn't posted anything lately. Darn. I looked at the photos from last night and laughed to myself again. I love these boys so much, they're so darn cute. My mom was cleaning up in the kitchen and someone was walking down the stairs. It wasn't dad considering he left for a week to go to local colleges to scout some players. I heard Clare ask my mom if she can borrow the car. I got up and walked to the kitchen, wondering why. I tend to be nosy sometimes.
"For what?" My mom asked. I was behind the wall so I couldn't see their faces.
"Well," Clare started, "Since I'm going to be staying here for who knows how long and you won't let me go back into Malibu to get my things, I need to go to the mall to buy clothes and stuff."
I heard my mom take a deep breath and then I heard her searching for something in her bag and then the sound of her keys jingled.
"Here. But take your sister."
"What? Your joking right?" Clare asked.
What? She doesn't wanna spend time with me?
"Because all she does is play on her phone. She needs to get out of the house."
My mom handed over the keys and I silently ran back over to the living room pretending I never left.
"Come on, we're going out." Clare came up to me and nodded towards the door.
"Where we going?" I asked innocently.
"Mall. Now get up, let's go." She turned towards the door and started walking to my moms range rover. Clare looked so perfect. I'm jealous of her looks. Her golden hair was naturally curly to hr lower back and she had my dads eyes, an amazing blue with green. While I'm stuck with boring brown. We got into the car and turned on the radio. The hit 'What Makes You Beautiful' by my favorite band ever came on. I reached over to turn it up but right before I did, Clare reached over and quickly turned the radio off.
"Why'd you turn it off?" I asked her.
Clare paused for a moment as if thinking of an excuse, "Um, I've got a headache."
I could tell she was lying but I didn't care so I just threw in my head phones instead. We sat in silence and never said a word to each other the whole drive to mall.
Once there, we walked in and Clare immediately when into H&M.
"Hey Sarah, do you have any money on you?" Clare asked.
"Well yeah, I've got my credit card." I answered.
"Okay. So how about we meet up in like 2 hours? Text me to see where I'm at when your ready, Kay?"
This plan sounded good to me! I loved shopping!

Clare's POV

Sarah left me be at H&M as I picked out some clothes and headed to the dressing rooms. I picked out a sundress, some jeans and a couple tops then checked out. I hit a couple other stores too and ended up getting so many bags, they had to be held by my arms. I was walking and then being the klutz I am, tripped over my own feet. I was losing my balance, dropped my bags, and was about to fall until I felt a tight grip on my arm and I soon regained my balance. I frantically tried to pick up all my bags. I then looked up to see a tall guy with spiked black hair. He had a couple of tattoos down his arm too.
"Here, you forgot to pick this one up." He handed me my last bag.
"Oh, thanks. And thanks for catching me too."
"Oh, that." He chuckled, "anytime, you ok?"
"Yup just fine!"
"I'm Zayn by the way." He said in a British accent. What's up with me meeting all these foreign guys? He looked slightly familiar too.
"Clare." I smiled at him as he waved goodbye and walked away.
I wondered around a bit until I came upon a music store. The left side was lined with rows and rows of string I instruments such as guitars, bass, cellos, violins, and even a couple harps. I let my fingers run across the harp as I continued walking through the store. On the right were drums and pianos. I've played the piano since I was 7. I sat down On a nearby piano bench, turned the volume down on the electric piano, and started playing a few cords. After that, I started messing around with a melody that I couldn't exactly remember from a song I used to play. Suddenly my phone vibrated.
Sarah: Where are ya?
Me: music store
Sarah: stay there. I'll b there in 30.
Me: k.

I can easily spend a half an hour here. I started to continue with my song when there was a voice behind me, "Your quite good." I was startled and quickly looked behind me. There was a blonde boy standing behind me with which sounded like an Irish accent. Again with the accents..
"Oh, thanks. I can't quite get the melody right tho." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Sounded good to me."
"So, uh, can you play an instrument?" I asked trying to start a conversation.
"Yeah, I'm pretty nifty in the guitar." He sounded modest.
"Okay, so let me hear." He smiled and nodded. We walked over to the guitars and he picked one up and started playing a familiar tune.
"Your really good!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks," Niall blushed.
He started playing again and then there were footsteps behind us. "Niall? Clare?" I turned around and it was Harry. God. Does he follow me everywhere?!
"Wait, your Clare?" He asked me but didn't wait for my answer. "Sorry Hazz, I had no idea that was her." He looked Harry in the eye.
"It's fine. She obviously doesn't want anything to do with me anyways," Harry looked me straight in the eyes.
I felt kinda bad. What I said to him was actually harsh. "Look, Harry." I didn't know what to say. "Can we talk or something?" He sat next to me so I was sitting between Harry and Niall.
"I don't know, are you gonna scream at me again?"
"Fine." He looked me in the eye and I suddenly noticed how amazing his big bright green eyes are. I lost myself in them when suddenly I heard a scream.
I looked behind me. It was Sarah, I jumped out of my chair and ran to her.
"Oh my god. Sarah are you okay?!" I asked frantically. She looked like she as hyperventilating and she was staring at Harry and Niall. They looked at me as in saying to please shut her up. Just the. Zayn decided to walk into the store.
"Oh, hey Clare!" He winked at me.
"Hey Zayn." I said quickly as I turned my attention back to Sarah.
"You two know each other?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, we met earlier." Zayn answered. Sarah was still freaking out when I realized that she was fan girling. I just realized that Harry Styles and who I'm assuming as his other band mates where standing right in front of her. Her idols.
"Look Sarah. I really need you to shut up right now, okay? Take deep breaths. Please."
Sarah caught her breath. "How the heck do you know them?"
"Long story." I led Sarah to a nearby chair and told her to sit.
"Can you please stay here for a little bit? I need to go talk to Harry." Sarah started to get excited again and anxiously nodded. I left Sarah in her chair and went back to Harry.
"Can you guys please watch my sister for a little bit? She's a huge fan but she's harmless." I asked Niall and Zayn.
They shrugged their shoulders. "Sure, why not?" Zayn said. "Yah, I love the fans." Niall added. They got up and walked over to Sarah. She looked like she was in heaven.
Harry put his sunglasses on and put his hood up. We walked out of the store to find a more 'private' place to talk about this morning. We were walking side by side when his hand accidentally brushed up against mine. Well I hope it was an accident. After another minute it happened again, but this time he tried to grab my hand. I looked at him.
"Harry, what are you doing?" I asked.
He moved his hand out of the way. "Sorry." He looked down at his shoes and we continued walking. We eventually found an empty bench that was sat outside the large fountain in the center of the mall.
"What about right here?" He asked.
"Great." I said quietly.
We sat down and I immediately got lost in Harry's green eyes again.
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