I glared at him, but
I wasn't mad at him. I was mad at my dad for meeting
someone, Morgan for being that some, my mom for making me
come here. I couldn't take it. Why did this have to
happen? If it wasn't for meeting Harry, I would say I
wish I hadn't come here at all. I could feel the
tears on my cheeks.
"Woah, Sammie,
what's wrong?" Harry asked, wiping the tears off my
face.
"It's- m-my
dad." I said, well barely said.
"Do you want to
talk about it?" I'm going to have to tell him sooner
or later, I might as well go ahead.
So I told him
everything. How my parents broke up, dad moved to California
and how he now had a new girlfriend who was drop dead
gorgeous. And he listened to every word. Holding my hands and
drawing circles on the backs of them, comforting me. And when
I was finished, he pulled me into a hug. Not just a normal
hug, no, it was one of those pick you up off the ground and
make butterflies go crazy in your stomach kind of hug. The
best kind of hug.
"It's going
to be ok." He whispered into my hair. I sniffled one
last time and stood on my tip toes to give him a peck on the
lips.
"Thank you
Harry."
"That's
what I'm here for." He said.
"To vent
to?" I asked.
"I was talking
about the kissing, but yeah that too." I smirked at him,
but then frowned.
"What's
wrong?" He asked.
"They left
us."
"Who?"
"Who else!? The
guys! They left and now we can't get any food." I
pouted and he smiled and ruffled my hair.
"They'll
bring some back for us I'm sure." he said.
"Yeah, but I
wanted to go OUT." I frowned more.
"But why go
out," he said mischieviously, picking me up bridal
style, "when you can stay in with me?" I pretended
to think about it for a second. Then shrugged.
"Eh why
not?" I winked and he laughed.
"What do you
want to do?" He asked.
"What do you
have in mind?" I gave him a look.
"Naughty,
naughty Samantha. I was just going to recommend we watch a
movie." I frowned.
"But this is
okay too." He said, and leaned down to kiss me.
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