Hanging By A Moment

Samanatha's POV:
I cried myself in bed as I waited for Harry to come back home. I didn't mean to upset him, but he upset me just as much by asking me to get an abortion. I never wanted this either but it doesn't mean that I'm capable of killing someone's life. Someone's life who was created by Harry and I's mistake. I walked over to the window, and watched the rain trickledown the. I looked out to the driveway and his car was still not there.






I reached for my phone on the bedside table; 11:48pm, no text, no missed call. I unlocked the phone and searched my contact list.

'Za-yn' my lips trembled as I spoke. 'Babe, what's wrong?' he asked worried. 'Have you seen Harry, he took off after lunch and hasn't been back since' I told him. 'No, I haven't. But I can ask the other boys' he replied. 'Okay thanks' I hanged up.

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2 hours later and I was still alone in the house. I walked downstairs hoping Harry would come through the doors soon enough. I sat myself on the couch and buried my face in my hands and sobbed. I think my eyes have forgotten how to stop the tears from emerging. I wanted them to stop, I do, but I just can't. I heard the rain pour down heavily so I decided to get up and walk out of the house.

I stood at the driveway and looked up as the raindrops fell from the heaven. I sobbed and sobbed endlessly as I did my crying in the rain. In this way it was harder to distinguish between the rain from the tears in my eyes. This stormy weather hid my tears and misery away. "If you ever leave me, baby. Leave some morphine at my door" I sang."Cause it would take a whole lot of medication, to realize what we used to have, we don't have it anymore" I slowly dropped my legs on the ground and leaned my head down.

My eyes were blinded when a car pulled up on the driveway. 'Sammie!' two voices yelled. 'Babe, what are you doing?' Zayn helped me up. 'Come on let's get you inside' Perrie placed her hand on my back. They led me to the lounge and sat me down on the couch. 'I'm gonna some towels' Perrie left the room. 'Did you find him?' I asked Zayn as I stared into space. 'Yes' I heard him sighed.

'Harry's at the bachelor pad, he said his gonna stay there for the night' he informed me. 'He told us what happened' Zayn muttered. I turned to look at Zayn and he took my hands. 'This is a lot for him to take in. and Harry's still young, he doesn't wanna have to take a big responsibility like raising a kid' he said. 'I know that. But I can't do what he wants me to' I muttered and tears began to emerge again.

'Hey, hey' Zayn wiped them away. 'I'm not taking sides. I understand both your reasons. But you need to work together and reach a compromise' he said. 'And you also need to remember, your wedding IS next week' he smiled to try and change my mood.

Harry's POV:
Jack picked us up at the bachelor pad and we drove to my house to pick up my things and Zayn as he and Perrie stayed there last night. 'So what are you and Sammie going-' Niall began to talk but I cut him off. 'Can we not talk about it!' I snapped at him. 'Oh sorry' Niall mumbled. 'Alright Harry, don't be too long' Jack told me as we pulled over at the driveway. I walked up to the door and unlocked it with my key. I got to the lounge and my things were already there.

'Hey man' Zayn came in with Perrie. 'We brought your things down' he pointed at my luggage. 'Jack's waiting for us outside' I grabbed my luggage by the handle and began rolling it. 'Aren't you gonna at least talk to her?' Perrie called out and I gritted my teeth and turned back around. 'Harry, she waited for you all night and you didn't even call her to let her know where you were' Perrie raised her voice. 'Babe' Zayn muttered to try and calm her down.

'You don't get to talk to me like that, especially not in my own house!' I yelled at her. 'Harry, that's enough' Zayn said sternly. 'She was crying out in the rain, for God sake!' Perrie began to sob. 'She's trying to take responsibility for this, so I suggest you grow up and take responsibility as well for your actions!' she shouted. 'Don't tell me what to do! Your not the own who's stuck with a kid' I sneered at her. 'This is my life, so you worry about your own fucking problems' I raged. 'HARRY!' Zayn shouted.

'Come on Perrie' Zayn placed his arm around her shoulder and ushered her out of the house. 'Fuck' I mumbled as I drop myself on the couch. 'What's going on with me?' I sighed.

Samantha's POV:
I cried as I heard Harry and Perrie arguing. She was being a good friend and sticking up for me but as a consequence she was getting some terrible things said to her. I pulled the duvet closer around me and tried to keep myself warm from the cold atmosphere that seemed to have never left the house in the last 24 hours.

I heard the door creak open. I wiped my tears away and sat up on the bed.

Harry took a seat next to me and I kept my head down low. 'Sammie' he placed a finger on my hand. Even with just one touch, I realised how much I've missed him. Fighting with him felt liked it lasted for decades, when in reality it was just 24 hours. He moved closer to me and placed a hand on my cheek.

'Kiss me' I muttered as tears fell from my eyes.

He leaned in and slowly placed his lips with mine. I kissed them slowly trying to capture each kiss as if they were my last. His kisses provided warmth to my body and suddenly I felt warm after the cold, dark night. Each kiss brought back memories of our relationship. He pulled away and I opened my eyes. 'I'm sorry' I cried. 'I'm sorry too' he said in a low voice.

'Harry?' Louis walked in the room. 'Oh, I'm sorry. But we have to go now' Louis said. 'I'll be down soon' Harry told him and he left. I wiped my teary face and prepared for him to depart.

'I'm gonna be gone, but when I come back, I want you to have made your decision' he stroked my cheek. 'You know what I want, now you need to figure out what you want' he placed a kiss on my forehead.

When his lips pulled away from me, I felt cold again.

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