Unexpected

Chapter 62

Samantha's POV:

“Hey Mate,” the guy nearly shouts and I have no idea id he is really that excited or f he only plays to be that excited. “Long time no see!” he comes closer and his hands pats a little too hard and a little too often on Harry shoulder.

“Nice to see you too Derek,” Harry says, his tone is cool and he sounds like he is really not glad to see this “Derek”.

I scoop closer to Harry and hold his arm with my small hand, my other hand is still intertwined with his.

“Hello Samantha” Derek speaks and comes over to my side. “Nice to see you again” he laughs and I shake slightly as he reaches for a loose strand of hair and pushes is slowly out of my face.

His cold fingers touch my skin and I flinch slightly back and closer to Harry. Harry doesn't move as Derek repeats his action and comes even closer this time. I look up to Harry, his eyes are on Derek and his lips are pressed into one small line. I don't think I've ever seen him like this before. I know without looking that his free hand is pulled to a fist and his whole body seems frozen and stiff, he doesn't even blink.

Harry's POV:

Alone his voice makes me shiver and with his first sentence spoken I feel like I want to punch the shit out of him, but I can't. There is too much history and I'm famous now, I'm living another life now. I keep telling myself that he isn't even worth my anger but with ever word he speaks it gets harder.

As he speaks Samantha's name my heart nearly jumps out of my chest. How the fuck does he know her? It takes me everything not to punch him straight away. I hold my breath as he walks closer to Samantha. My whole body feels like it's frozen, I can't move. Who the hell does he think he is? I wish I could smash his hand away from Samantha's face. I wish I could ruin him. I just want to break his neck, fuck this fucking being famous shit. I clear my throat as he steps closer to my girl again. He looks at her and licks his lips before his eyes slowly flicker towards mine.

“I guess she wants another tequila,” Derek says, his hand is still on Samantha's face.

“N-no I-I don't,” Samantha stutters, her grip around my arm tightens as she pulls herself closer to me.

“I think it's time for us to go now,” I try to tell Derek and his boys or gang as calm as possible.

“I think you should stay for one drink, Superstar,” Derek mocks and looks back to his little gang.

“What are you even doing here?” I huff at him and I try to look him straight in the eyes.

“I could ask you the same question, Styles,” he answers and the air between us gets even thicker.

“You've never likes this place,” I state, I'm getting really angry now.

“Things changed,” Derek laughs ad his eyes flicker once again to Samantha. “I know I would see you with a chick here,” Derek pushes it further.

I don't answer, I just glare at him as he speaks and I wish I could just make him shut up. My anger towards him grows with every fucking second and I need to get out of here before I do something stupid. Samantha takes a small step away from me and I know it's because of the word “chick” and the fact that I haven't been here only with her. Again she is thinking too much, I try to pull her closer but she is stubborn as always.

“Nice one you picked this time,” Derek states again, his fucking smile drives me crazy.

If this dickhead doesn't shut up soon, I'll break his fucking neck.