Sam POV:

The next two days go by in a blur, and before I know it the morning of the interview has arrived. I’ve been trying to keep a handle on my nerves, but I woke up feeling a little sick to my stomach.

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(flashback sort of/ thinking about previous day)

Harry and I haven’t had much time alone together, but it is nice to get to know the guys a bit better. They all know that there is something going on between Harry and I (Harry might have told them everything, but I’m not sure), but they are all pretty mature up about it.

We have spent the last few days lying low; setting up my new phone, having epic ping pong tournaments, and eating a lot of Harry's great food. Last night El, Perrie, and Jennie came over. Everyone had a few drinks, including Harry, but Jennie said that as my nurse it was her duty to prevent me from having alcohol in my weakened condition. Although this was frustrating, it was funny as hell to watch the others all being stupid and making a mess of the game room.

That night after everyone had left Harry had drunkenly insisted on spending the night in my room, and I couldn’t say no. Especially considering that I was starting to get nervous again for the interview the next day, and had no alcohol in my system to distract me. I made Harry take some pills which would hopefully help with his headache in the morning, and then I let him get into bed with me.

We kissed a bit, but I was very stern in getting the message across that I wasn’t ready to go any further with him.

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(present)

I twirl in the dress that the girls have picked out for me. It is beautiful. Classy yet casual at the same time; perfect. El and Perrie had gone shopping for me and come back with more clothes than I have ever had in my life! They of course ignored my protests that it was all too much, insisting that I deserved it all. Oh well, I do like getting a little pampered sometimes. What can I say, I’m a girl!

“Come here Sam!” calls El from the corner of the room where she is sitting on the floor, legs crossed, with countless makeup products scattered around her. Obediently I sit in front of her, and let her work her magic while Perrie flips through the radio stations. She pauses on a song with a strong beat, and turns it up loud.

“I LIVE FOR THE APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE, I live for the applause-plause...,” I belt out as the chorus comes.

“Sam! You’ve ruined the makeup!” scolds El, faking annoyance as she cleans up the stray mark I caused her to make on my face.

“Sorry!” I giggle, resuming my composure. After a few more minutes El announces that she is done, and Perrie comes to take a look.

“It’s perfect!” She squeals, handing me a mirror. I’m speechless. This is probably the nicest I’ve ever looked and felt in my life. Eleanor gently highlighted my features, making me look beautiful, but not fake. I still look like myself.

“Thank you guys! I really don’t know what I’d have done without you!” I say, as I stand and hug both of them tightly.

“That’s what we’re here for darling” says Eleanor, as she begins putting away the makeup. I stand in front of the mirror, admiring myself once more before Perrie grabs my hand.

“You look great honey, they’re going to love you!” she assures, shooting me a wink as I am ushered out of my room.

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Harry POV:


We are about to leave for our interview, and everyone but Samantha and the girls is downstairs dressed and ready. Jennie arrived a few minutes ago and is making herself at home on the couch with Niall. (A/N: they’re just talking you pervs)

I haven’t seen Sam since a few hours ago when El and Perrie dragged her off to her room, not letting anyone in. I glance at my watch; 12:27. It’s time to go. As if on cue, I hear giggling, and Eleanor and Perrie walk into the room followed by Samantha.

Oh Samantha! She looks beautiful and radiant. She has a huge smile on her face, and I am so overwhelmed with feelings for her that I can’t control myself. I make my way over to her and wrap my arms around her firmly, pulling her into a passionate kiss. This gets a lot of ‘awe’s’.

"That's right Harry!” whoops Niall from across the room.

I don’t even care that everyone saw us. I’m too wrapped up in the moment. Sam and I pull apart, and I grin, gazing into her eyes. Her cheeks are now flushed, and she looks like she has not a care in the world.

“You ready for this?” I ask her softly, reading her expression. She nods.

“Let’s do it Hazza.”

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Samantha POV:


My new look has given me a lot of confidence, and I no longer feel nervous. We are now in a little waiting room at the news station, waiting to be introduced to our interviewer and led into the camera room. My fingers are intertwined with Harry’s as we sit comfortably on a large couch with the others. We are all making small talk when a cute young man with brown hair and a suit and bow-tie walks in.

“How’s it going guys?” he asks calmly. He seems like a classy guy. “I’m Andy, and I’m going to have the pleasure of interviewing you lovely people today!” he says cheerfully.

Andy… I recognize him! He is an openly gay interviewer for one of England’s biggest ‘gossip news’ channels. Gosh, I feel like a celebrity.

We go around making introductions, and Andy tells us to follow him into the interview room. I pause at the door, and feel Harry come up behind me.

“It’s okay love, just tell the truth,” he reminds me in a low voice, his lips brushing my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I nod, thankful for his words of encouragement as I take a deep breath and step into the interview room.

Soon we are all seated, and before know it the cameras are rolling. We start by introducing ourselves again for the cameras. Then Andy jumps right into it;

“Now, there has been a bit of confusion concerning the postponement of your tour, and your management sent out a notification of a sexual assault at your last concert. Would any of you care to give us an explanation in response this report?”

Liam speaks up. “It’s quite a long story; I think we should start at the beginning. Samantha can help you with that.” he says casually. He’s done this hundreds of times before; it’s no big deal for him anymore.

Andy turns to me, “Okay Samantha, may I ask you when all of this drama began?”

I take a deep breath. “When I was little my parents were killed by a drunk driver, and I was left on my own in an orphanage. My older brother, Reid, was too old to be put in the orphanage, and he was left to take care of himself. He blamed me for the death of our parents. We both lost everything on the night our parents died, but Reid suffered the most…” My voice breaks as I get lost in old memories. Andy pauses for a moment.

“I’m sorry Samantha,” He murmurs before clearing his throat. “So how does this terrible story involve you getting to where you are now?” He questions gently.

I try to pull myself together. I have to stay strong at least until the cameras are turned off. I know that hundreds of thousands of people will see this footage, and I refuse to have a breakdown.

“Well, to shorten things up a bit, let’s just say that Reid never forgave me for, as he claims, causing the death of my parents. He became obsessed, and had one of his friends keep a close eye on me for many years as I grew up. When I turned 19 I was too old to stay at the orphanage.” I say, taking a deep breath before continuing.

“That was July 5th, the night of their last concert,” I say, gesturing towards the boys around me. “A friend at the orphanage gave me tickets to the concert as a goodbye gift, so I went. By myself.” My voice wavers as I recall the events of that terrible night.

“The music was loud, and it was energetic and dark at the concert. I guess my brother’s friend decided that it was the perfect place to… to…” I can’t finish my sentence. A tear falls from my eye, and I apologize as I wipe it away, ducking my head in embarrassment.

“It’s okay sweetheart,” says Andy nicely as Harry rubs my back. “Niall, could you explain to us what happened at the concert?”

Niall nods, “Well, to us it felt like any other concert. It wasn’t until after it was over that we found out that Samantha had been raped. We were goofing off after the concert, and Harry found her unconscious behind some stage speakers.”

“What happened then?” Inquires Andy, looking shocked. Harry answers before Niall can.

“We took Samantha to the hospital, and they put her into a medically induced coma due to head trauma. We spent a few days visiting her there at the hospital, but we attracted too much attention. We couldn’t find any of Sam’s family, so we compromised on bringing her to our house until she got better.” Harry says with an informative tone.

“So that was how many days ago?” asks Andy

“The concert was nineteen days ago.”

“So how long was Samantha in a coma?” He inquires

“It was quite a long time actually… I think almost 13 days,” answers Louis.

“Wow! So Samantha, you’ve only been awake for 6 days now! Welcome back!” He jokes. I giggle, and give him a watery smile.

“Thanks!” I say, hoping to god that El put waterproof makeup on me.

I sort of zone out for the rest of the interview. The boys let Andy know that the suspects are in custody and due in court next week. Jennie talks for a bit about the injuries I suffered, and then the boys talk about their new plans for their tour.

I contribute a few more times, but I mostly remain quiet. After what seems like an eternity the interview is over. The cameras are turned off, and Andy thanks us for our time as we make our way out of the studio. All of the activity of the day has thoroughly exhausted me, and I am so relieved to be heading home. As we exit the interview room I feel a strong arm snake it’s way around my waist.

“You did great, love,” murmurs Harry in my ear

Notes

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