Wrecking Ball
Chapter 28
*Samii’s P.O.V*
‘I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough..’
My favourite book came flying out of my hands and landed on the other side of my room. I looked up to see who the culprit of throwing my book was and unsurprisingly it was Grace. I groaned and covered my face with a pillow. Grace has made a nasty habit of harassing me to go out and do things these last few weeks.
‘Get up. We’re going out tonight to eat with Niall.’ Grace yanked the pillow out of my hands smiling. ‘No ifs or buts’
Grace turned and gracefully left my room shutting the door behind her dodging my pillow missile as she went.
I swung my legs off the bed and stood up walking lazily to the mirror. I stared at my messy hair and lazy clothes. The only time I got properly dressed any more was when I went to work. I looked away disappointed that I had let myself get this way over a stupid boy. I was determined to get my life back on track and forget about Harry.
I slipped my favourite pair of heels on and admired my transformed self in the mirror. I smiled for the first time in a while and grabbed my purse and walked out into the hallway were Grace was applying lipstick in the mirror. She looked uncomfortable in her dress but she was stubborn and determined to wear her own clothes until her bump really wouldn’t allow her to anymore.
Grace turned to look at me and smiled.
‘Ah god, that horrible slobby monster has left and my beautiful best friend has returned.’ Grace laughed.
I laughed and gave Grace a hug. ‘Thank you for the past 2 months. I love you.’
I climbed in the passenger seat of Grace’s car as we were meeting Niall at the restaurant and she slipped in the driver’s seat. Grace pulled her shoes off and threw them in the back with her bag as she can’t drive in heels and we set off.
About 20 minutes later we pulled up outside a restaurant that I recognized as the one me and Harry had our little encounter in the bathrooms a couple of months ago. Two valets came and opened our doors and Grace paid one of the men who hopped into her seat and drove off round the corner.
*Harry’s P.O.V*
I wiped my sweaty palms on my trouser leg and looked at my watch. The girls were supposed to be here 15 minutes ago. What if Samii had found out and wasn’t coming anymore?
Niall saw me looking at my watch. ‘Harry you know what girls are like. They probably just took a long time getting ready.’ Niall’s phone beeped and he picked it up reading a message.
‘They’re here.’ I started to panic a little.
What if she saw me and just walked out again? I needed to speak to her.
That’s when I saw her. She was as beautiful as I remembered but looked a little thinner. I had caused that and my heart ached for me to make it better. She was laughing which changed my mood instantly, until she turned her head and looked at me.
*Samii’s P.O.V*
No no no how could I have been so stupid. Of course Niall and Grace would have done this. But I didn’t walk out I just stood and stared at him. Grace was lightly pulling on my arm trying to get me to move over to the table but my feet wouldn’t work.
*Harry’s P.O.V*
Grace was looking at Niall pleading with her eyes for some help. Niall stood and walked over to them giving Grace a kiss on the lips and Samii one of the cheek. He said something to her which I couldn’t hear over the noise in the restaurant. Samii nodded and started walking towards me and the table. My body filled with hope as she came nearer.
I stood and pulled her chair out letting her slide into it as Niall did the same with Grace and I retook my place next to Samii. She didn’t look at me, she only stared daggers at Grace facing her. Grace picked up her menu.
‘So what’s everyone drinking?’ Grace awkwardly said trying not to make eye contact with Samii.
‘Cosmo.’ Samii said flatly still staring daggers at the couple sitting opposite us.
I felt sorry for Niall and Grace as they attempted to create conversation throughout our meal between me and Samii but nothing they said was working.
Grace was obviously getting tired of Samii now as she slammed her knife and fork down.
‘Right you two need to talk properly about everything that has happened. You two are obviously as miserable as each other.’ Grace spluttered annoyed now.
‘Hardly.’ Samii scoffed. She had had a few Cosmos and I could tell she was feeling brave.
‘Excuse me for a few minutes.’ Samii stood and placed her purse under her arm. ‘The smell of bullshit coming from him is making me feel sick.’ Samii looked down at me and walked off in the direction of the bathrooms.
*Samii’s P.O.V*
I threw my purse down onto the side below the mirrors and leant my back against it with my face in my hands. I had to compose myself as I was a little drunk and I needed to keep my wits about me. Harry was sneaky and quick and if I wasn’t careful I would fall under his spell again.
Someone came in the bathroom but had stopped in front of me. I wasn’t looking up but I knew who it was.
‘Harry. Get out.’ I sighed remembering he had pulled the same trick a few months back when he was trying to win me over. I still had my head in my hands.
‘Hit me.’ Harry said stepping towards me.
Had I just heard him right? ‘What?’ I asked looking up.
‘Hit me.’ He repeated himself.
‘Harry I’m not going to hit you.’ I said trying to walk round him but he kept stepping in the way.
‘Hit me.’ Harry was close to my face now and it was pissing me off.
I lifted my hand up and slapped him hard across the face. Harry’s face turned with my hand but he quickly looked back at me.
‘Not like that. Like I know you can. Hit me properly not like a girl.’ I didn’t understand Harry. I had just hit him, pretty hard.
‘Hit me!’ Harry said louder.
I wanted him out of my face now. My fist flew forward and connected with his cheek causing him to stumble backwards. Harry stood still for a few seconds holding his cheek composing himself as I held my throbbing hand close to me.
Harry turned towards me and took a couple of steps forward to see how I would react, I didn’t move. I didn’t want to; hitting him had made me feel a bit better towards him.
Harry took the last few steps towards me so we were about a foot apart from each other. He held out his hand for my sore one and I lightly placed it in his hand.
He traced my knuckles with his lips kissing lightly and it soothed them for a few minutes as he did it. He looked up at me and dropped my hand but leant forward kissing my lips lightly. His kiss caused my lips to tingle.
Harry stepped backwards and I could see a faint purple bruise appearing on his cheek. He smiled at me and turned to walk out of the bathroom leaving me standing alone holding my hurting hand and confused.
‘I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough..’
My favourite book came flying out of my hands and landed on the other side of my room. I looked up to see who the culprit of throwing my book was and unsurprisingly it was Grace. I groaned and covered my face with a pillow. Grace has made a nasty habit of harassing me to go out and do things these last few weeks.
‘Get up. We’re going out tonight to eat with Niall.’ Grace yanked the pillow out of my hands smiling. ‘No ifs or buts’
Grace turned and gracefully left my room shutting the door behind her dodging my pillow missile as she went.
I swung my legs off the bed and stood up walking lazily to the mirror. I stared at my messy hair and lazy clothes. The only time I got properly dressed any more was when I went to work. I looked away disappointed that I had let myself get this way over a stupid boy. I was determined to get my life back on track and forget about Harry.
I slipped my favourite pair of heels on and admired my transformed self in the mirror. I smiled for the first time in a while and grabbed my purse and walked out into the hallway were Grace was applying lipstick in the mirror. She looked uncomfortable in her dress but she was stubborn and determined to wear her own clothes until her bump really wouldn’t allow her to anymore.
Grace turned to look at me and smiled.
‘Ah god, that horrible slobby monster has left and my beautiful best friend has returned.’ Grace laughed.
I laughed and gave Grace a hug. ‘Thank you for the past 2 months. I love you.’
I climbed in the passenger seat of Grace’s car as we were meeting Niall at the restaurant and she slipped in the driver’s seat. Grace pulled her shoes off and threw them in the back with her bag as she can’t drive in heels and we set off.
About 20 minutes later we pulled up outside a restaurant that I recognized as the one me and Harry had our little encounter in the bathrooms a couple of months ago. Two valets came and opened our doors and Grace paid one of the men who hopped into her seat and drove off round the corner.
*Harry’s P.O.V*
I wiped my sweaty palms on my trouser leg and looked at my watch. The girls were supposed to be here 15 minutes ago. What if Samii had found out and wasn’t coming anymore?
Niall saw me looking at my watch. ‘Harry you know what girls are like. They probably just took a long time getting ready.’ Niall’s phone beeped and he picked it up reading a message.
‘They’re here.’ I started to panic a little.
What if she saw me and just walked out again? I needed to speak to her.
That’s when I saw her. She was as beautiful as I remembered but looked a little thinner. I had caused that and my heart ached for me to make it better. She was laughing which changed my mood instantly, until she turned her head and looked at me.
*Samii’s P.O.V*
No no no how could I have been so stupid. Of course Niall and Grace would have done this. But I didn’t walk out I just stood and stared at him. Grace was lightly pulling on my arm trying to get me to move over to the table but my feet wouldn’t work.
*Harry’s P.O.V*
Grace was looking at Niall pleading with her eyes for some help. Niall stood and walked over to them giving Grace a kiss on the lips and Samii one of the cheek. He said something to her which I couldn’t hear over the noise in the restaurant. Samii nodded and started walking towards me and the table. My body filled with hope as she came nearer.
I stood and pulled her chair out letting her slide into it as Niall did the same with Grace and I retook my place next to Samii. She didn’t look at me, she only stared daggers at Grace facing her. Grace picked up her menu.
‘So what’s everyone drinking?’ Grace awkwardly said trying not to make eye contact with Samii.
‘Cosmo.’ Samii said flatly still staring daggers at the couple sitting opposite us.
I felt sorry for Niall and Grace as they attempted to create conversation throughout our meal between me and Samii but nothing they said was working.
Grace was obviously getting tired of Samii now as she slammed her knife and fork down.
‘Right you two need to talk properly about everything that has happened. You two are obviously as miserable as each other.’ Grace spluttered annoyed now.
‘Hardly.’ Samii scoffed. She had had a few Cosmos and I could tell she was feeling brave.
‘Excuse me for a few minutes.’ Samii stood and placed her purse under her arm. ‘The smell of bullshit coming from him is making me feel sick.’ Samii looked down at me and walked off in the direction of the bathrooms.
*Samii’s P.O.V*
I threw my purse down onto the side below the mirrors and leant my back against it with my face in my hands. I had to compose myself as I was a little drunk and I needed to keep my wits about me. Harry was sneaky and quick and if I wasn’t careful I would fall under his spell again.
Someone came in the bathroom but had stopped in front of me. I wasn’t looking up but I knew who it was.
‘Harry. Get out.’ I sighed remembering he had pulled the same trick a few months back when he was trying to win me over. I still had my head in my hands.
‘Hit me.’ Harry said stepping towards me.
Had I just heard him right? ‘What?’ I asked looking up.
‘Hit me.’ He repeated himself.
‘Harry I’m not going to hit you.’ I said trying to walk round him but he kept stepping in the way.
‘Hit me.’ Harry was close to my face now and it was pissing me off.
I lifted my hand up and slapped him hard across the face. Harry’s face turned with my hand but he quickly looked back at me.
‘Not like that. Like I know you can. Hit me properly not like a girl.’ I didn’t understand Harry. I had just hit him, pretty hard.
‘Hit me!’ Harry said louder.
I wanted him out of my face now. My fist flew forward and connected with his cheek causing him to stumble backwards. Harry stood still for a few seconds holding his cheek composing himself as I held my throbbing hand close to me.
Harry turned towards me and took a couple of steps forward to see how I would react, I didn’t move. I didn’t want to; hitting him had made me feel a bit better towards him.
Harry took the last few steps towards me so we were about a foot apart from each other. He held out his hand for my sore one and I lightly placed it in his hand.
He traced my knuckles with his lips kissing lightly and it soothed them for a few minutes as he did it. He looked up at me and dropped my hand but leant forward kissing my lips lightly. His kiss caused my lips to tingle.
Harry stepped backwards and I could see a faint purple bruise appearing on his cheek. He smiled at me and turned to walk out of the bathroom leaving me standing alone holding my hurting hand and confused.
12/11/13