Remember Me? **Sequel to Cyberbullied**

Its been about 3 years since Samantha had seen her past highschool buddies and boyfriend. But what happens when the boys held a contest? Will they remember Samantha? Will 3-year-old promises be still kept..?

**Sequel to Cyberbullied**

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7. Calling


I logged out of the computer and hugged the librarian. 

"Stay stong" she whispered as she gently touched my wrist.

I smiled, still some tears falling from my face.

"Good tears?" She asked.

I nodded.

 

After I left the library, I went straight home then, a thought came to mind, I don't have a phone, but Gabby does. I walked in quietly because I noticed that kevin was asleep on the couch. I walked into Gabby's bedroom.

 

"Let me use your phone" I said, closing her door behind me.

"Why?" She asked.

"Want me to tell Kevin and mom about your little boyfriend? " I blackmailed. 

"Here" she quickly handed over. I grabbed the phone then ran to my room without saying any further words. I remebered that I had given them Gabby's number when I made the video. I layed her phone on my bed, as I waited impatiently for a phone call. Hours passed, seeminglike days. Two hours passed, my hope was wearing off. I left the phone on my bed. Gabby hadn't asked for it since I got it, she knew I knew something she didn't want to be leaked out. Before I realized it, it was seven at night, still no call, no text. My hope, was very low at this point.

 

I stopped worring about it for a while so I could take a shower. After the shower, my mom arrived. I didn't bother going downstairs to say 'hi'. Why would I? When I walked in, I glaced at my clock, 10:35 at night. I slid under the blankets of my bed and fell asleep.

 

What seemed to be morning, but really midnight, I heard a phone ring. With my eyes closed, I flipped open the phone to answer, not looking at the number.

 

"Hello?" I yawned.

Nobody answered, i heard inly laughter.

"Who is this?" I mumbled.

Still, only laughter was the response.

"Who the fuck is this?" I said angrily

"Is this Samantha Senners?" A voice finally answered.

"Who's asking?" I said, clearing my throat. 

Only laughter. I think I'm on speaker, I heard my voice echoing. 

"Look if this is a prank I swear to god I--" I got cut off.

"Sorry, this is Liam, from one direction" a british voice answered.

"Hello?" I asked, sitting up. 

"Samantha? We just wanted to say that we will have a driver pick you up tomorrow in the morning to drop you here with us" another voice asked. Irish accent this time.

 

"Niall?" I asked as a smile slowly grew on my face.

"Yes, sorry for the late call, Simon has a driver to pick you up and the boys and I are really excited to see you"

"Um, ok. What time exactly? " I asked.

"Eight in the morning." Another voice answered, Zayn?

"Ok thanks for the call" I answered. 

"See you soon" all of them answered, hanging up soon after.

 

I smiled and tried real hard not to fangirl too loud. I failed miserably because my mom came into my room to check on me.

 

"What is the matter with you?" She asked furious. 

"Oh-uh-m-mom" I stuttered. How was I going to tell her that I'm leaving? And for months? She doesn't know that I entered the contest, she doesn't even know about the boys.

 

"What is the matter?" She repeated. 

"Um, I got accepted to a university and--" I lied.

"That's great news, now can I go back to bed?" She said, cutting me off.

My smile faded, she didn't care?

"You know that means that I'm no longer going to live here" I said.

"When are you leaving? " she quickly asked.

I started to grow angry.

"Tomorrow, eight" I answered with a higher tone.

"Well get your stuff ready and shit" she replied. Did she really just say that? I walked up closer to her, I smelled her breathe. Really? She's fucking drunk too?

 

"Ok, bye then" I said as she left my room. I couldn't believe that just happened. Even though I lied about going to school, she didn't care. Would she even? Or is it just the drunk talking? It doesn't matter, she shouldnt have said that in the first place. I looked at the clock once more, 1 in the morning, damn I only have like seven hours. I sneaked out of the house to go to the garage and grab a suitcase. I brought Gabby's phone with me so I can have at least some light.

 

After struggling, I finally found two small suitcases, and went back into the house. I placed the suitcases as quietly as I could onto the floor before locking the front door. 

 

"What are you doing?" A sleepy voice called out, Gabby.

"Go back to sleep" I whispered. 

"Are you leaving? " she asked in a sweet, sleepy tone.

"I-I'm going to university" I lied, again.

"Oh..." she said, scratching her eyes. I took a long good sare at her as she yawned. My little sister, she grew up, but 15 is still technically young. I was going back to my room when I felt arms wrap around my waist. I felt Gabby's head pressed against my back, squeezing me with all her strength. I turned around and wrapped my arms around her.

 

"I gonna miss you..." she whispered,in my arms. A tear fell from my eyes.

"I'm gonna miss you too" I said, my voice breaking. 

"I love you..." she said, looking into my eyes. I stared at her big brown eyes.

"I'll be back soon, I promise. But when I'm gone, stay good. Ok?" I said, wiping a tear from her face.

"You'll always be my little sister" I said, pulling her back into a hug.

"And you'll always be my big sister" she said, her voice lowering. I smiled, kiss her on her forehead and we walked to my room. She wanted to help me pack, but she ended falling asleep on my bed. 

 

I opened the first small suitcase and packed all my clothes in it, which wasn't that much. Then came the other suitcase, objects. I put my shampoo and other stuff like that, my brush, makeup, shoes, and pictures. I walked over to my bookshelf which held my favorite book, and only pictures. I placed "The Fault In Our Stars" carfully into the suitcase. I look over the the top shelf, the pictures. I tiptoed to reach the photos, I'm not short the shelf is just tall. I finally reach it, and when I do it falls, but I use my nija skills to catch it. I stare at the photo, before putting it away. What was it? The picture of me, Niall, and Louis at my 12th birthday party, years ago. It's a small frame, probably a 5 by 5 frame, so small. I reach for the other and I dropp it as well, but I didn't catch it, I carefully picked it up from the ground. The picture? It was a photo of me when I was about 12, holding Gabby when she was a baby carefully in my arm's as my mother and father where in the background. That was the last picture we took as a family before my mother and father divorced. My eyes became watery, but no tears fell. I smiled at the family photo before placing it into the suitcase.

 

I was all ready and set, clothes, photos, everything. I glanced at my clock, 5 in the morning. I decided to sleep before leaving, which is in about 2 or 3 hours. I sat next to Gabby as she layed on my bed, asleep. I tried to sleep, but too many thoughts came to mind, good memories. I just sat there in my bed, thinking of all the good times that had happened before I moved here to England. I remember the time, at America, when my mother and father had gotton married. I was about 4 years old, I didn't remember much, as I remember is throwing little petals all over a floor and eating some white cake. I giggle for no apparent reason. Mintues pass of thinking of the wedding, then I remember when my parents divorced, it happened before highschool. I guess I was about 15 or so, I remember the tears, the time I kept to myself, then came what happened two years ago, when I was 17, the bullying, drama, therapy, then I remembered last year. 18, I was, refrom school. I'm now 19, 20 in two months. I thought of everything that happened over the years, hopefully, I will only think of good things, once I'm with the boys. After mintues of thinking over the years, I fell asleep.

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