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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13. Waking Up on The Floor

Samatha's POV

I woke up beside Niall, we wear on the floor; our backs gainst my bed. Did we fall asleep in each others arms? I got up towards the bathroom to you know, use it. As I was on my way I heard somebody say something but it was too early, well for me. I got out to find Niall stretching in my room.

 

"Morning" I said, yawning. 

"Morn-ing-" he said in between yawns. I asked him if wanted to go downstairs, I which he agreed.

 

He wear side by side, almost hand touching. 

 

"Look its beauty, and Samantha" Harry said. I looked towards Niall, he nodded.

 

"Like your such a beauty" I snapped back. I guess he didn't expect it because he seemed shocked. I didn't like doing that, but I had to.

 

"Oh you talk?"

"Yea, and I breathe, and blink, do you?" I replied. 

"I-I do" he stuttered. 

"Clearly you don't know how to speak Mr. I-I" I mocked, Niall laughed. 

"Niall, kitchen" Harry said. Niall quickly wiped his smile and went towards the kitchen. 

 

They were talking but too low for me to hear. Niall came up to me when they came out.

 

"Hey sam" he said, grabbing my hand. I tried to move my hand away but he held on tighter. I looked at him.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Nothing babe" Niall said. Babe? What the--?

"Wh-" niall cut me off by placing his lips onto mine. Before he did he quickly whispered;

"Play along"

So I did, I kissed him back but it didn't mean anything to him or me, because both of ours eyes were open. I looked at Harry, he seemed, mad; jealous you might say.

We finally pulled away.

 

"Whatever" Harry said before storming away.

"What was that all about?" I asked, making sure Harry left.

"Look sorry for kissing you I didn't mean to but it's 'cause he thinks me and you are dating and..and" he said, catching his breathe.

"And...?" I asked.

"He likes you..." he said. My heart raced like ten times faster. He still me? Does he remember me?

 

"He likes me? But I've only been here for like 3 or 4 days.." I finally said.

"I dunno" he shrugged. 

"Does he remember me?"

"I dunno"

"Can you give me something besides 'I dunno' ?"

"Well I don't know what to say"

"Wait if he thinks we are dating, then why did you kiss me?" I asked.

"Because what if you got hurt..I don't want to see you like that, it hurts me" he confessed.

 

"I'm sorry" I said, touching my glove; he stared at my glove.

"Hey sam, why do you wear that?" He asked.

"Euh--it's my favorte glove" I lied.

"I never see you without it? And the other hand?"

"I lost it and it is my favorite" I lied, again.

He slowly nodded, probably still confused.

 

Hours Later___

I walked towards the livingroom; I saw Liam in the middle of a call. I sat on the couch, staying quiet so I wouldn't intrupe him.

 

"Yea, whatever. I'm fine, i get it. Bye" he said before hanging up. I glanced over to him, he had both hands over his eyes. I heard sniffling. 

"Liam? You alright? " I asked; not expecting a response.

"Me and Danielle broke up" he answered. I didn't know what was most shocking; that they broke up or that he acually spoke.

 

"Sorry to hear that.." I said.

There was a small silence. 

"Why aren't you asking me for the reason?" He asked.

"No, it's none of my concern unless you want me to ask you?"

"No, but it's just fans usually ask me"

"Um..well...i've been at that point once, and I really didn't feel like ralking about it; when I did, I made mistakes" I said. He took a deep breath.

 

"You know I never really talked to you personally" he said.

"Well why didn't you?" I asked.

"I dunno" he said.

"Ok"

"Umm, do you have like a sister or something? " he asked.

"Yea, one" 

"Is she like older than you?"

"Younger, 15"

"You don't have one with like brown hair? Or like glasses?" He asked.

My heart raced...was he remembering me?

"Um, no I don't" I hesitated. 

"Sure?" He said.

"Positive" I answered. 

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