DNA // On Hold

" I own you!" He snapped. "I own every part of you. Your body, your emotion, your thoughts" "H-Harry please " I own you until the day I die. Your mine, no one is to touch you, speak to you or look look at you. Because your mine aren't you" he hissed, his eyes growing darker and darker.

" I'm yours"


8. Safe and Sound


Jade's p.o.v

"please eat something" Liam begged.  "No" I mumbled, looking out the window. "Jade you haven't eaten in days and barely slept. Please Harry would kill us both if he knew" Liam groaned. "I don't care. I won't until Sam comes home" I sighed staring into the darkness. It has been 3 days now, since Harry and the others left. Liam and the girls have been looking after me, since Harry doesn't trust me yet. "She will be home soon. It takes time to get someone away from the police you know" "I know, but 3 fucking days Liam!" I scowled at him. Liam rolled his eyes and set the bowl of cereal in my face. "Eat it!" Liam warned. 


I rolled my eyes and stuffed a spoonful of cereal, giving Liam the "are-you-happy-now" look. Of course he was happy, when he knew he won as he smirked at before, handing me tea. Liam went away, checking something on his phone, as I gazed out the window into the darkness of this cold, twisted, evil world. Alisha was asleep upstairs not having a clue what was going on, bless her. She missed her mum and everybody misses her too. Every night since we thought Sam was dead and Alisha came home me and the girls would read to her, feed her, play with her, basically look after Ali. Alisha never questioned to why we were doing it, nor would she ask why her dad and uncles weren't around, but only Liam. 


As I continued my look out, the clock stroked 2 in the morning. I have been sitting here every day and every night, just waiting for one of them to come home. As I felt my eyes drooping, I saw headlights flash through the window, showing the shadows in the kitchen. When the car got closer I saw it was familiar black van. "GUYS!" I yelled I heard footsteps as they raced downstairs. "What?!?" They asked. "They're back" I breathed pointing to the window. They all smiled and raced to the door me following. As I ran out into the drive way I saw Harry and Louis climb out the front seats, guns in their hands, blood an dirt all over their shirts. 


Louis pulled open the back door to the van and their was Zayn climbing out and Niall carrying a small figure in his arms. And then I realized it was Sam's broken body. Niall carried her out slowly and carefully, Zayn by his side, watching his sisters limp body. Niall shot me a smile when he passed me. I could see the tears in his eyes and in everyone else's. I felt the hot salty tears stream down my face as I saw Sam was home. 


I tensed when I felt arms creep around my waist. "Kitten" Harry breathed, turning me around. He pressed his lips on mine, and I kissed back, afraid of what he would do if I didn't. It was no lie I was still scared of Harry. I knew what he could do, I knew who he was and everything about him frightened me. I gave a fake smile as I saw Niall talking to Liam. Then it hit me, where was Josh and Ed. "Harry? Where are Josh and Ed?" I asked. Harry looked at me and sighed, he sniffed and stared at me, I knew something was wrong.


"Kitten, Josh and Ed...." I gasped, are they dead? Have they been taken? "Josh and Ed, betrayed us. They betrayed the gang, they betrayed me. They were the ones that caused that to Samantha" Harry breathed. "W-what do you mean?" I asked. "They worked for the police, they have been signed off. As in the have been paid and freed. Those bastards work for them. That's how the police found out everything" Harry growled. I nodded, feeling hurt. I liked them, they were funny and nice. Alisha loved them, but they betrayed Harry and made Sam go through, God knows. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist, as he led me in doors. 


I watched as Sam's Chest rose and fell. Her lips were parted and soft whimpers escaped her lips. Her black hair was in knots, mixed with dirt and blood. She had bruises on her face and her cheeks were tinted. Her wrist was bandaged up, and so was her ankle. She had been sleeping for 48 hours and 47 minutes. Alisha was happy when she saw her mummy but cried a lot. Niall barely left her side, nor Zayn. It wasn't until Harry and Louis forced then away, saying they needed rest. Liam checked up on her, saying she had three cracked ribs and 1 broken one. Bruises on her stomach with cuts. Sam looked like she went through hell, and it wasn't fair. She didn't have anything to do with this. She never killed anyone, all she did was look after the boys, look after her daughter and was girlfriend to Niall, sister to Zayn and best friend to Harry the girls helped her as well. 


"You know it's rude to stare" I heard a mumble. I looked up and saw sam grinning at me, her lips was split and dry. "Sam!" I yelled as I hugged her, but pulled away thinking I hurt her. "Hey babe" she smiled at me. "Your...how...this..are you okay?" I asked. She nodded and smiled at me. "You look like shit" she winked, which made me laugh, knowing her attitude was back. I shook my head as Sam chuckled to herself. Other than her looking like complete shit, Sam seemed normal, smiling, grinning, sassy comments. But there was something in her eyes, which she was trying to cover up. In her eyes she looked hurt, sad, desperate, depressed, broken, but happy. 


"Is she awake?" I heard a soft whisper call. I turned around and saw Niall, tears down his face as he rushed up to her. "Hey nialler" Sam grinned at her boyfriend. "Sam" Niall breathed as he kissed her, but again pulled away. "Sorry princess..." "Niall I don't give a shit, give me a proper kiss will ya?" Sam chuckled. Niall grinned and kissed Sam's lips, with affection and passion and love. 




"SAMMIE!" Zayn bellowed as he rushed up to his baby sister, covering her face in kisses, apart from her lips. "Boo, thank god!" Zayn sighed in relief. "Hey Zayn" Sam sat up and hugged her brother. There was a story between those two. I saw the way Zayn watched his sisters every move, the way he smiled when Sam entered the room. I remember one conversation where Sam said, how Zayn ha been there for her, ever since she could remember. It wasn't that hard, they were family, brother and sister, best friends Sam was Zayn's rock, as Zayn was Sam's rock.


The way Niall looked at Sam was amazing. His face would light up when she walked into the room, or conversation. How Niall did everything to keep her happy, making her laugh. He stated a family with her, showing how much he cared for her. I knew Sam was in love with him, and loved everything about him. Not to mention how clear it was that Niall loved Sam. He was broken when he thought she was dead, now he's alive again, ever since we found Sam. 


The way Harry looked at Sam. Not one of them mentioned how they became what you could say 'say best friends' but it was in clear sight. Harry watched out for everyone in his gang, how he made sure Sam, me, the girls and Alisha was safe. How Sam could make a joke and Harry would smile at her. On that night, the night when Harry told the girls and I Sam was alive, how he told us Sam was going to be okay, how he was reassuring himself as well. But one thing was clear, something that was made so obvious, something that was important to all of us. Sam was home.....








  Safe and Sound. 

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