A couple of tequila shots later and here I was, sitting in Sam’s room on the edge of his bed. His hand was placed on my upper thigh, just near the bottom of my skirt. I felt my heart beating really fast, but really slow at the same time. It was a mix of adrenaline and alcohol. I was like a washing machine of mixed emotions.
He was speaking to me about something to do with his best friend Mark and how funny it was when he split his drink on me earlier this evening. I really had on recollection of that even happening, but feeling my shirt sticking to my chest proved to be evidence of this particular event.
I tried to focus on his eyes, but my vision became incredibly blurry. You know what they say, 1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila, floor!
I focused on his smile, his lips and his dimples.
“God you look so much like Harry.” I slurred. I watched as he smiled and nodded.
“Yeah, I get that alot.”
“Wow, so weird.” I said clutching his cheeks with my hands and giving them a playful squeeze. “You even have his dimples.” I poked each one and felt tears start to sting in the back of my eyes. I missed him.
“You been checking Harry out or what?” Sam asked laughing. I felt myself turn a shade of pink and shake my head.
“Nooo. That would be very illegal now wouldn’t it?” I placed my finger to my lips as if to silence him, telling him to keep a secret.
“The law never stopped me from having a little fun.” I watched as his pupils grew wide and his smile became larger. It was like his whole faced twitched and lit up. I knew he was referring to drugs. I could practically see the starvation for them on his face. He was addicted, but doing well keeping himself clean. I felt sorry for him, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be so addicted to something then one day just have to let it go.
Or maybe I did know what it was like.
“It’ll be okay. You’re at a new school now, new start, new books, new teachers, new town-”
“New girl?” He interrupted.
I flickered my eyes down in embarrassment, was he talking about me? By the way he pulled me in closer suggested he was.
I felt my heart race as he stared into my eyes.
“You’ve been so great Soph. I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me so far.”
“I’ve hardly done anything for you, don’t be silly.”
“You’ve made me feel like I kinda fit in. Like I’m not an outsider or whatever.”
I smiled and kissed each one of his dimples, just like I used to do with Harry.
I watched his eyes as he placed a hand on my cheek, smoothing his thumb over my lips, cradling my back. I felt his head move in towards mine.
“Sam! Quick come downstairs, the police are here!” The door was flung open by one of Sam’s friends.
“What?!” Sam jumped up smoothing out his shirt, sweeping his hair out of his vision.
“Your shitty neighbours must have called them! Dude we need to get them out of here. There’s coke and shit downstairs, we’re going to be in such shit!”
I saw Sam panic as he paced back and forth taking in what his friend was saying.
“Wait, there’s cocaine downstairs? I thought you weren’t like that anymore...?” I squeaked.
“No no no I’m not, I’m not, it’s just my lame friends, I promise. Just get out of here while you can - it’s not good to be around this stuff. You need to go.” He was on his knees crouching in front of me, holding my hands. I felt slightly violated as he pushed me out of the room, applying a small amount of urgent force.
“No, I want to stay with you.” I pleaded.
“Dude come on!” His friend bolted down the stairs as sirens were heard from down the street.
Sam continued to ignore me as he raced down the stairs, I clumsily followed behind him. Everyone was desperately running around trying to escape from every door in the house. Bottles were being smashed as they were knocked over and screams of laughter rang out through the hallways. The music was cut short and the lights turned on.
I held onto Sam’s hand but he snatched it away from me.
“You need to leave. Go! Now!” He yelled.
I stood my ground, not wanting to leave him in danger. “I just want to help you.” I said.
“Shut up Sophie! Just go!” He started sweeping up the cocaine that was laid out in lines on the coffee table and putting it in the toilet bowl. A girl passed out on the couch with the salty lines of powder stuck to her nose was shoved aside as he wiped down the table with water and a cloth.
The sirens grew closer and closer.
“Are you deaf?! GO!” He shouted. He was foaming at the mouth, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
“No! I will help you!” I don’t why I bothered to fight back.
He picked up a wine bottle in frustration and threw it against the wall next to me, sending it smashing to floor into shards of glass. “GET OUT!”
He was scaring me immensely and the only thing I wanted to do right now was cry. I backed away from him and flung myself out the front door along with the crowd of people. As I ran down the road, I felt my legs take me to the only place I knew to be safe.
Harry’s.

***

I stumbled up the stairs of his apartment block, sweat breaking out across my face. I felt like I was going to be sick. I finally got to his room and banged my fist on the door over and over again until I heard the latch click open from the other side.
“Sophie?” He looked shocked to see me.
I began to cry. And when I say cry, I mean, I had a full on breakdown. The tears rolled down my face and my I wasn’t able to catch my breath.
“Come inside, quickly now.” He said gesturing out to me. I let myself fall into his embrace, crying onto his shoulder. I felt my running mascara stain his white v neck shirt.
His hand clasped itself on the back of my head, smoothing out my hair.
“Shhh. It’s okay.” He held my back tightly, making me feel safe and warm, like the only place I belonged, was in his arms.
“I-I-I’m so scared.” I wailed.
He kissed me on the head before whispering, “It’s okay. Harry’s here now.”
And I knew he always would be, from that moment on.

Notes

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in so long, and sorry these recent chapters have been so short. I hope you're still enjoying the story! :)
Also, feel free to check out my other story called A Beautiful Little Fool. It's fairly new and would mean so much to me if you could check it out!
All my love, Aria x