The Boy Next Door (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 3: Closer

Sam's POV

It's been half an hour since I finished my dinner and since Harry and his dad..John? left. 

I've been walking around my room for..like I said, it's been half an hour. 

"Why can't I get Harry out of my mind?!" I thought angrily to my self. I feel eyes on me like, someone's looking at me.

I look at Harry's side window, he is looking at me..or is he? I think..yup, he is looking at me. I wave  

to get him out of his trance. Harry laughs as he waves back, I guess he was in a trance. It is 8:00,

and I am bored. I get my laptop and I have 1 message. 

Harry_styles007: Hey there Sam. 

I look at my window. He is in his laptop. He looks at his window and I quickly disappear from sight

and  then I type back. 

SamHendersonLOL: Hey there James Bond.

I laugh at my own message.

Harry_styles007: Hey! My name is Styles, Harry Styles.

I see his message and laugh loudly. Jenny goes in my room.

"Everything all right?" She asks. "Yeah! Just laughing. Now, swoosh, get out." I say as I type back.

SamHendersonLOL: Haha! That was quite funny. How'd you know my username in this chat room?

Harry_styles007: You gave me your username. Don't you remember?

FLASHBACK 

"So, Harry.."

"So..Sam." He says, mocking me.

I giggle softly.

"What's your number?" I ask him.

"Uhm.." Harry says as he gives me his number.

"Here's mine." I say as I give him mine.

"So, do you have an account on Falling Skies chat room?" I ask him.

"Yes." Harry says, giving me his username.

I smile as I give him mine.

"Well, we have to go. Harold, come on son." His dad said.

"Okay dad. Bye Sam, see you in school?" Harry asks.

"Of course!"

REALITY

Harry_styles007: Sam?

SamHendersonLOL: Yeah? Sorry, I was thinking.

Harry_styless007: What time is it?

SamHendersonLOL: 8:10.

Harry_styles007: Time is so slow. Any way, I got to sleep, big day tomorrow.

Harry_styles007 signed off. 

I felt lonely again. Why? Because Harry is the first real friend I ever had. Every friend of mine was

fake, they talk trash about me. They talk bullshit behind me.

Harry's POV

I always wanted to have a friend like Sam. Why did I log off? I know that me and Sam just met but, 

I have this feelings for her. Yes, I might be a vampire, but that doesn't mean I can't love a human.

 There isn't any reason why I can't love Ms. Henderson. She's going to be mine someday. I can't 

promise any fairytale for her, but I promise to treat her like a queen. I can't take it, I'm going to visit

her this evening, at midnight. No hesistations.

Sam's POV

*FAST FOWARD*

----DREAM---

"Sam!" I hear a voice call out from a distance.

"Holy...Harry?" I thought.

"I love you." The voice said.

"What?"

"I love y-"

---END OF DREAM---

I sit up, sweating. This can't be, I have no feelings for that boy, we only met.. We ONLY met..

No..is it weird that I dream about him? I mean, we only met and now I'm dreaming about Harry?

My mind's playing with me. No feelings,  I have to know him better. I lie back down and look at the

side window, Harry's window was closed, like covered by a curtain. I should close mine too. I stand

up lazily, closing the window. I start to walk to my bed. "Sam." A voice said, a raspy, hot and british

voice. Yes, Harry's british. Yes I am in Britain, yes I live here, but i'm American.  Me, my dad, and my 

bitchy step mom, moved here since dad can't take his mind off mom. "Harry?" I say, recognizing the 

voice. "Are you okay?" Harry says..

Hold. The. Fuck. Up.

"Harry! How'd you get in?!" I whispered.

"Front door." Harry says.

"Front? Jenny is working there! How'd she not notice you?!" I whispered.

No answer.

"Harry? I say.

No answer.

I turn on my lamp. I saw no one.

Whoa.  "Harry?!" I whispered, half- yell. 

I rub my eyes.

WAS I FUCKING DREAMING?