Sam Monroe is just an ordinary 19 year old preachers daughter. So what happens when her dad becomes an up and coming new boyband's manager? Will they be able to heal her wounds? Or will she be left to be forgotten?


4. Guests?


   Sam's POV


     I woke up remembering the dreams I had of Harry last night. We were a couple. We were happy. It was the happiest I'd of ever been in my life. I don't know if it was fate or just another stupid dream. So I chose to ignore it.

       I went to the kitchen to go make some breakfast for me and Bella. While I was cooking, I felt arms wrap around my waist and I smiled knowing it was my dad probably going to apoligize.

       "I'm sorry," he said. But it wasn't my dads voice. I turned around slapping whose every hands it was off of me.

         "Niall! What the hell are you doing here?" I yelled. He was standing right in front of my just smirking like he knew something I didn't. His blonde hair was perfect as usually and his deep blue eyes stared into mine. 

        "You know you keep asking me that question" he stated.

         "Probably because you keep showing up at places you shouldn't be"

        "You shouldn't be so rude to your guest." He said matter of factly. I just stared at him, confused. He smirked and then said, "you mean your dad didn't tell you?" He laughed. 

     "Tell me what?" I said angrily. 

      "He'll be staying at our house for a few weeks," interrupted my dad while walking in,"I got a job as their new manager."

      "Who's their?" I asked.

       "Me, Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Harry." Niall spoke. I tried hard to keep in my smile when he said Harry's name. Wait what am I talking about?

       "Why does he have to stay with us? Why can't he stay with the others or at a hotel, huh?" I restorted.

       "Because of... Um... Personal issues I guess you could say?" Said my father. Great, now he's hiding something from me. And for some reason he gave up his amazing job for this lame one. Ugh! I needed some fresh air.

      "Whatever," I said rolling my eyes, "Are we done here? Because if so I'm leaving." My dad sighed and left the room so I took it as a yes.



        Niall's POV


      As she walked out the door I watched closely. She was so perfect and didn't even realize it. Now don't get me wrong, I don't like her but she definitely is fit. And her voice. I kept replaying her singing over and over in my head. It was so beautiful. She was special. But I wasn't gonna let her know that.

      I felt tingles as I wrapped my arms around her this morning. I don't know why they were there but it was. I was worried. I mean I couldn't be falling for a girl I just met. Much less my new managers daughter.  Even a cutter.

    Of corse I saw her cuts. They were so obvious. It hurt me to know that someone so perfect and talented would do that to themselves. I wonder if her dad even notices. Probably not, he seems oblivious to his surrondings. I have to admit, I felt kind of bad for Sam. Her dad didn't even pay attention to half of her life. That's probably why she cuts. Right then and there I made a promise to myself that I will get her to stop cutting. I don't know why I did it but I felt that it was important that I did.

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