Our Story

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******I would just like to point out how much they've changed.mi saw this and I cried. I mean a JUST LOOK AT ZAYN!!!!!!!! I'm dying. Is it just me or does harry look like hes loosing a lot of weight..he looks Ill... :( oh and I made some changes on chapter 1 so go back and read it please it's important to know for later.*******

Dedication ~ _KaliKebabs_

Sam

Trust

That one word has so many different meanings. I want to trust Harry, I really do but, it's like theirs this shield that's blocking me. He's called, he's texted. He's come over, I told my mom to tell him I was sick, witch wasn't a lie, I am sick but that's another story.

Emily was coming over today. Were both grieving, yeah, I still mad at her, but like I said she needs a friend right now, and so do I. She's the only friend I've got.

"Sam, Emily's here!" My mother yells. "Tell her to come up then!" I yell back. A few moments later emily slowly walks through the door. She looks just as bad as yesterday if not worse.

I pat the spot next to me, engulfing her into a hug. "He still won't talk to me." She cries. "It's been two weeks!" I rub slow circles on her back. "Why won't he just talk to me."

"For the same reason I won't talk to harry." She pulls back slightly. I think she's forgotten that I'm hurting too. "Oh, Sam. He misses you so much. At home he won't even look at me. He stays in his room all day, I can here him cry at night." A bubble forms in my stomach, I feel sick.

I quickly run to the bathroom. Hurling over just in time. "Sam? Oh god are you okay?"

I whip my mouth. "Do I look fucking okay to y-" another hurl cuts me off. "Go get my mom." I hear her foot steps fade quickly. The room is spinning. I can hear faint yells in the distance.

I can only think of one person I want right now. The one person who would make me feel better.

Harry.

All to quickly, everything turns black.

~___~____~

Death.

What is the true meaning of death.

Where do you go? Do you just disappear into oblivion? Or do you go to this place called heaven. I wondered everyday if Wes was there. If the little blonde hairier green eyed boy was happy, instead of in pain.

I had to find him, if no one else would. I had to stay alive for him, no one but him. Fuck harry, fuck tom, fuck everyone who had hurt me. I needed to help wes.

And I was determined to do that even if it killed me.

"Please wake up. Your not dead." A rough voice whispers. "I'm so sorry, you don't Know how much I need you. I was supposed to protect you."

My eyes slowly open to meet the emerald green ones I've grown to love. "Sammy." He whispers. "Your alive."

I groan attempting to sit up. "Why wouldn't I be alive, I only passed out." He shakes his head. "No,your line went flat. You were dead."

I'm about to speak, but a man in a long white coat who I presume to be the doctor, enters. "Well, look who's alive." He says lightly. "Your mom and dad are-"

"Tom." I correct him. "He's my step-father."

He nods sympathetically "there outside waiting for you, we ran some test. It looks like, your lu-"

"Don't!" I say a little too quickly, looking from him to harry. The doctor gives a smile. "I'll go talk with your mom then." He says leaving me and harry alone.

Harry sits beside me on the long bed. "What was about to say?" His eyes are red, lips dry. "Nothing" I say hoping he'll just shake it off.

"I need your help." I say grabbing his hand. He seems taken back from the affection I'm showing him after the two weeks of no contact. "With?"

"I want to find my brother." I fiddle with his fingers, taking one of his rings off his finger,only to slide it on again. "You what?"

"I want to find my brother harry."

"The one that went missing?" He asks looking Anywhere but my eyes. "Yes, I don't have anyone to help me, you and emily are the only people I have." He winces at Emily's name. "Please harry."

He meets my eyes. He sees the pleading look, harry sighs pinching the bridge of his nose. "Fine. I'm going to get niall." He says leaving the room without another word.

Three small taps on the door.

"Come in."

Harry re renters with niall, and emily. "Tell them what you told me." Harry speaks. I shift a little, wishing I could rip out the burning IV. "I want you guys to help me find my brother, he went missing about a year ago. Every one believes he's dead. But I know he's not. I want- no I need you to help me find him." I finish,whipping a few tears that had threatened to spill.

"Your bother?" Niall asks. "How old was he?"

"If he's alive, he should be eight now." I say biting my lip.

Niall walks over, pulling me into a comforting hug. "It's okay. Were going to find him." He says looking at harry, who has a look I can't quite put my finger on. "You should forgive em." I whisper only loud enough for him to hear.

He laughs a little, vibrations felt against his chest. "Just as you should forgive harry." I smile knowing he's right.

He pulls away walking over to emily. He stares at her for a moment, a few tears slipping from his eyes.

"God I-I hate you so much. I hate the fact you cheated, not only that but that it was with my best friend. I hate you, but the love I have for you over powers it all. I forgive you." He says. I watch. It's beautiful really.

Two people hugging passionately. I look at harry only to find he's been looking at me.

"Come here you idiot." I laugh, holding my arms out. He smiles, dimples popping on both cheeks. "You love me." He teases holding me to his chest.

Maybe I do.

So the plot of the story begins ...

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