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Niall

These past few days has been hectic. Not only for Sam but for me also, because I know something that she doesn't. I can't tell her, not now, I wouldn't do that to Harry,just as I know he wouldn't do that to me with emily.

Were okay now, I know she still blames her self for what happened that night at the bar, but I've moved past it. Ever since ally I thought I would never be able to love again, but then I saw this stuttering beauty that day at the store and, I knew it was fate. I just hope this time fate, lets me keep her.

A sick twisting feeling forms inside of my stomach as I watch the two girls search through the old news articles and the kids clothing. "Harry." I say standing. "Mind if I talk to you up staries." It came out as more of a demand then a question.

Harry had always listened to me anyways I'm older, plus I'm like the only brother he's ever had, aside from louis. "What?" He asks, as we reach the kitchen. "We have to tell them." I say reaching into the fridge pulling out a bottle of water.

"No, hell no."

"Harry." I sigh. "There going to find out, and when they do-"

He slams his hand down Onto the counter stopping me from talking further. "No don't say it. She will understand. She loves me niall."

My face reddens. "Yeah, we'll what about emily? Have you taken into consideration about how my girl will react, do you not see how close her an Sam have become, I mean like there attached the hip. Your being selfish." I spit. Taking small sips of my water.

"I'm not." Harry defends. "I just don't think we should tell them now."

"When then harry?" I say a it louder growing irritated. "When you see her walking down the fucking isle?"

He laughs, holding his stomach slightly. "What?" I ask confused. "Harry styles doesn't do marriage."

"Harry styles didn't do relationships either. Did he?" I fire back. That smug look on his face is whipped clear. "That's what I thought."

"She different." He blushes. I nodd. "Yeah so is emily."

Harry throws up his hands. "But I'm not marrying her, I would never. The thought of being tied down. I mean have you heard what they say niall? 'Till death do us part' it's fucking depressing."

"I want that with emily. I want the whole deal, man. I can see us now, our two little kids running around. Me and emily grey hairs sitting at each others side. Together. I know I haven't known her long but...I know she's the one. It's like..i can feel it. Right here," I say rubbing small circles on the surface of my chest." I laugh. "I doubt she feels the same."

"That's the thing with Sammy, I can't see it. I refuse too." He shakes his head. Closing his eyes momentarily.

"Your going to tell her harry. Or else I will."

"You wouldn't dare." He warns taking steps closer to me. He may be taller than me but I've got quite the muscles. "Try me." I say shoving the water bottle at his chest and walking out of the kitchen.

I make a sharp turn bumping into a small figure.

Emily.

"How much did you hear?" I ask hoping she heard nothing. She makes a face of confusion. "What are you talking about. I came up here because I wanted to tell you guys that we were starving." I let out a breath of relief.

Harry walks around the corner but stops once he sees emily. He goes to speak, but I quickly stop him. "Emily came to tell that the girls are Hungary. Let's eat yeah?"

Emily makes a strange face at harry. Then turns to me. "You guys are strange." She states giving me a quick peck on the lips. "I'm gonna go get Sam."

I wait until she leaves to talk to harry again. "I'm sorry I was a dick about it, but I want to tell emily, and I can't do that until you tell Sammy."

"Sam." He corrects me. "Only I can call her Sammy." I Chuckle at his possessiveness.

"Come on, I'm starving." I laugh.

"Aren't you always."

"Dick."

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Harry

"Where are we going." Emily asks for about the tenth time since we've left.

Niall sighs, growing irritated. "To get food."

"But where?" I can tell she's trying to press niall's buttons today. "At a godamn food place."

"Niall." I warn. We make strange eye contact, but since I'm driving it lasts for merely a few seconds.

The restaurant we pull into is very small, like niall's dick.

Nah I'm just playin.

It's smaller.

When we enter the small food place, there are only about nine circle tables and about three booths. "Hi welcome to frishes, would you like a booth?" She asks stupidly.

"No we'd came here to sit on the floor, carpet for four please." I say, reviving a hand to the back of my head by Sammy. "Excuse his....him."

The lady nods showing to our booth. She leaves and a man appears. Probably around our age. "Hi, I'm Liam. I'll be your waiter." He says looking directly at Sammy. "What can I get you lovely people to drink." I look at Liam closely. He has Gage's, tattoo selves , his dark appearance is close to mine and niall's.

I wrap a arm around Sammy, watching as niall does the same with emily. "You can get our girlfriends a Pepsi." I say, making sure to put emphasis on the word girlfriends.

Liam only laughs. "Alright, and for you gentlemen?"

"I want a Mountain Dew." I don't really ask, more like demand. "I'm sorry we don't have that. "

What.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't have Mountain Dew?" I ask. "Harry, stop." My Sammy warms. "I don't know what kind of fucking food place doesn't have Mountain Dew."

Liam shifts uncomfortably, as he writes down something on that stupid pad.

Good.

"Sam I need to talk to you. In private." I stand, grabbing Sam's hand. I lead us to outside the restaurant, making sure to slam the door.

"Harry what the hell was that about?"

"Sammy."

"You had no right being mean to him like that."

"Sammy."

"And what were you trying to do claim me as yours or some-"

"Samantha!" I boom. She stays quiet.

"I know where your brother is." I say, and her face pales.

~o~

Hi, sorry I haven't updated for a week.

I've been going through complications. My cousin died Monday, he had cancer, and my most favorite aunt died the day after his funeral him. We'll to be exact on New Year's Day.

Um I'm not sure if I'm okay...um yeah. So don't forget to comment and vote and stuff..

I love you all.

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