Hanging By A Moment
It's Friday, Friday
Harry's POV:
'I love you' I heard Sammie whisper as she placed a kiss on my cheek. I stayed motionless in the bed pretending to still be asleep. The door clicked open and she left trying not to make a sound. I opened my eyes and looked behind to peeked out the window. Sammie entered Zayn's car and the vehicle drove off. 'Where are they going?' I mumbled to myself.
Samantha's POV:
'So you told Harry you were going out?' Zayn asked as we drove. 'Yes' I replied. 'But I didn't tell him where' I turned to look at his reaction but he just gave a small nod.
'Where here' Zayn pulled over at the familiar small bricked building. I took a few deep breaths before I got out of the car.'You'll be fine' Zayn placed a comforting arm on my back.
'Sammie' little voices squealed as I entered the place. 'Hello' I hugged their tiny bodies as they wrap themselves around my legs. 'Sammie, Zayn' the lady approached us. 'Sister Mary' I smiled at her. 'Alright children why don't you all go to the room and get ready for your class' she informed them. 'Yay' they rejoiced and run out. 'It's so nice to have you back here' she hugged me like if I was her own daughter. 'Thank you. Thank you for having me' I flashed a genuine smile. 'This place brings back so many memories' I gazed around the room getting goose bumps of the memories it triggered in my head. 'Xavier would be very happy that your here' she held my hands softly. 'I've prepared something for the children, I was wondering if I could teach today' I asked eagerly. 'Oh of course, come this way I'm sure they'll be thrilled' she ushered us to the room.
'Alright, children, guess what? Sammie is going to be teaching you today' Sister Mary announced at which the children jumped for joy.
Harry's POV:
After I took a shower and got dress I went downstairs to have breakfast. 'Screw this, I'm not even in the mood for breakfast' I put the cereal box back in the cupboard. I leaned on the counter bench with my hands on my face. 'Harry just trust her, trust her, trust her' I muttered as I kept my head low. 'Okay' I stood straight and took a few deep breaths. I made a mental list of what I knew...
'Who the hell is this? And why was he so special?' I placed my hands around my neck and kept my head up. Then the house phone rang. I ignored it since I thought it wasn't important and after three rings the caller hanged up. 'Wait, the phone. The phone, the phone' I went to where it was and checked the last number dialed, since it was Sammie that used it last night. RING! RING!
'What, what is she doing there?' I mumbled at the person's welcome. 'Oh I'm sorry' I apologised as the lady was probably confused by my comment. 'Can I please have your address?' I asked.
Samantha's POV:
'Thank you for coming today Sammie' Sister Mary smiled. 'No worries, I'm glad I came' I assured her. 'Well say Hi to Xavier for me' she uttered. 'I will' I responded. 'Sammie, just remember you're always welcome here. You and Xavier brought so much joy to this place. Don't give yourself such a hard time for what happened' Sister Mary stroked my cheek.
Harry's POV:
'Hi sir, welcome to Dance Alley' an old lady greeted me. 'Hi, I'm looking for Samantha Robertson?' I asked. 'Oh Sammie, I'm sorry but she's already left' she informed me. 'Did she go to see Xavier?' I asked. 'Yes she did' the lady smiled like it was such a great thing. 'I'm sorry, I'm Sister Mary, how do you know Sammie?' she asked politely. 'I'm Harry, her fiance' I smiled. 'Oh she's never mentioned of a fiance' she tilted her head slightly. Now it was getting personal; Sammie goes to visit some dude and she doesn't inform people that she's engaged. 'If I may can I ask who Xavier is?' I asked. 'Oh, Xavier is-' she got interrupted by someone. 'Harry?' someone called from behind. 'Zayn' I uttered. 'Did you get lost or something dear?' the lady asked Zayn. 'Oh no, Sammie's already there but she forgot her phone here so I'm just here to pick it up' he explained. 'I'll just go check the room' the lady left. 'What are you doing here?' he asked looking worried. 'Zayn, where is she? And who is this Xavier guy? Is she cheating on me?' I raised my voice a little. 'I'm not in the position to answer your questions Harry' he spoke calmly. 'Why? She's been hiding from me about this guy all week then she doesn't tell people that she's engage. What am I suppose to think?' I moved around on the spot. 'Zayn, if she's cheating on me, just tell me, I can take it' I sighed. 'Here you go' the lady came back and handed Zayn, Sammie's phone then left. Zayn exhaled loudly. 'Look Harry, if you really wanna know, I'll take you to her' he spoke wearily.
-
Zayn and I convoyed together to where Sammie was. I had no idea what I would find when we get to our destination. Maybe he was just an old friend? I thought. Or maybe it's one of her ex and they happen to have a kid together, oh no, not a kid, I sighed.
'What-ta' I mumbled as we drove in a very unexpected place. Zayn pulled over at the side and I did the same. 'Zayn, what- are we doing here?' I creased my eyebrows. He pointed softly towards a girl kneeling on the ground. Zayn led the way to where she was. 'Happy birthday Xav, I'm sorry it's been a while since I came here' she snivelled.
'Jules, someone's here' Zayn softly interrupted. Sammie wiped her face and stood up to face us. 'Harry?' her voice broke as she wrapped her arms around her. 'I'll leave you guys alone' Zayn slowly retreated.
I walked towards and wrapped my arms around her body. She leaned her head on my chest and cried softly. I placed my head on top of hers and rubbed my hands on her back to ease her pain. I looked down on the ground and met the answers to my questions. She took a deep breath and pulled away. 'Xav, this is my fiance Harry' her voice cracked. I took a step next to her and placed my arm around her waist. 'Xavier Robertson; loving son and brother. Rest In Peace' I read the grave marking. 'He was my older brother' Sammie tried to talk. 'Xav volunteered as a dance teacher at Dance Alley. He taught children who were orphans, disabled, disadvantaged that... despite their circumstances in life...happiness is still possible to achieve' tears rolled down her cheeks. 'Dancing revived the broken soul of the despair children.....my brother taught them how to express themselves freely through music' she wept.
'Then one day when we where leaving the dance studio, a car came speeding down the street... ' her voice started to crack. 'I heard Xavier yell my name and the next thing I know he was lying on the ground in a pool of blood' she cried out. I wrapped my arms softly around her, not wanting to break her vulnerability. Words fail to escape my mouth. This wasn't what I expected. 'I'm sorry I didn't tell you about him' she pulled away. 'It's okay' I wiped her teary eyes. 'It's just, it's hard for me to talk about it, knowing that I was the reason why my brother died' she sobbed. 'Babe, no it's not. He saved you because he loved you, loved you more than he loved his own life' I comforted her.
'I love you' I heard Sammie whisper as she placed a kiss on my cheek. I stayed motionless in the bed pretending to still be asleep. The door clicked open and she left trying not to make a sound. I opened my eyes and looked behind to peeked out the window. Sammie entered Zayn's car and the vehicle drove off. 'Where are they going?' I mumbled to myself.
Samantha's POV:
'So you told Harry you were going out?' Zayn asked as we drove. 'Yes' I replied. 'But I didn't tell him where' I turned to look at his reaction but he just gave a small nod.
'Where here' Zayn pulled over at the familiar small bricked building. I took a few deep breaths before I got out of the car.'You'll be fine' Zayn placed a comforting arm on my back.
'Sammie' little voices squealed as I entered the place. 'Hello' I hugged their tiny bodies as they wrap themselves around my legs. 'Sammie, Zayn' the lady approached us. 'Sister Mary' I smiled at her. 'Alright children why don't you all go to the room and get ready for your class' she informed them. 'Yay' they rejoiced and run out. 'It's so nice to have you back here' she hugged me like if I was her own daughter. 'Thank you. Thank you for having me' I flashed a genuine smile. 'This place brings back so many memories' I gazed around the room getting goose bumps of the memories it triggered in my head. 'Xavier would be very happy that your here' she held my hands softly. 'I've prepared something for the children, I was wondering if I could teach today' I asked eagerly. 'Oh of course, come this way I'm sure they'll be thrilled' she ushered us to the room.
'Alright, children, guess what? Sammie is going to be teaching you today' Sister Mary announced at which the children jumped for joy.
Harry's POV:
After I took a shower and got dress I went downstairs to have breakfast. 'Screw this, I'm not even in the mood for breakfast' I put the cereal box back in the cupboard. I leaned on the counter bench with my hands on my face. 'Harry just trust her, trust her, trust her' I muttered as I kept my head low. 'Okay' I stood straight and took a few deep breaths. I made a mental list of what I knew...
- She went to see this Xavier guy
- Zayn knows about him
- Sammie's parents would be happy if she went so see him
'Who the hell is this? And why was he so special?' I placed my hands around my neck and kept my head up. Then the house phone rang. I ignored it since I thought it wasn't important and after three rings the caller hanged up. 'Wait, the phone. The phone, the phone' I went to where it was and checked the last number dialed, since it was Sammie that used it last night. RING! RING!
'What, what is she doing there?' I mumbled at the person's welcome. 'Oh I'm sorry' I apologised as the lady was probably confused by my comment. 'Can I please have your address?' I asked.
Samantha's POV:
'Thank you for coming today Sammie' Sister Mary smiled. 'No worries, I'm glad I came' I assured her. 'Well say Hi to Xavier for me' she uttered. 'I will' I responded. 'Sammie, just remember you're always welcome here. You and Xavier brought so much joy to this place. Don't give yourself such a hard time for what happened' Sister Mary stroked my cheek.
Harry's POV:
'Hi sir, welcome to Dance Alley' an old lady greeted me. 'Hi, I'm looking for Samantha Robertson?' I asked. 'Oh Sammie, I'm sorry but she's already left' she informed me. 'Did she go to see Xavier?' I asked. 'Yes she did' the lady smiled like it was such a great thing. 'I'm sorry, I'm Sister Mary, how do you know Sammie?' she asked politely. 'I'm Harry, her fiance' I smiled. 'Oh she's never mentioned of a fiance' she tilted her head slightly. Now it was getting personal; Sammie goes to visit some dude and she doesn't inform people that she's engaged. 'If I may can I ask who Xavier is?' I asked. 'Oh, Xavier is-' she got interrupted by someone. 'Harry?' someone called from behind. 'Zayn' I uttered. 'Did you get lost or something dear?' the lady asked Zayn. 'Oh no, Sammie's already there but she forgot her phone here so I'm just here to pick it up' he explained. 'I'll just go check the room' the lady left. 'What are you doing here?' he asked looking worried. 'Zayn, where is she? And who is this Xavier guy? Is she cheating on me?' I raised my voice a little. 'I'm not in the position to answer your questions Harry' he spoke calmly. 'Why? She's been hiding from me about this guy all week then she doesn't tell people that she's engage. What am I suppose to think?' I moved around on the spot. 'Zayn, if she's cheating on me, just tell me, I can take it' I sighed. 'Here you go' the lady came back and handed Zayn, Sammie's phone then left. Zayn exhaled loudly. 'Look Harry, if you really wanna know, I'll take you to her' he spoke wearily.
-
Zayn and I convoyed together to where Sammie was. I had no idea what I would find when we get to our destination. Maybe he was just an old friend? I thought. Or maybe it's one of her ex and they happen to have a kid together, oh no, not a kid, I sighed.
'What-ta' I mumbled as we drove in a very unexpected place. Zayn pulled over at the side and I did the same. 'Zayn, what- are we doing here?' I creased my eyebrows. He pointed softly towards a girl kneeling on the ground. Zayn led the way to where she was. 'Happy birthday Xav, I'm sorry it's been a while since I came here' she snivelled.
'Jules, someone's here' Zayn softly interrupted. Sammie wiped her face and stood up to face us. 'Harry?' her voice broke as she wrapped her arms around her. 'I'll leave you guys alone' Zayn slowly retreated.
I walked towards and wrapped my arms around her body. She leaned her head on my chest and cried softly. I placed my head on top of hers and rubbed my hands on her back to ease her pain. I looked down on the ground and met the answers to my questions. She took a deep breath and pulled away. 'Xav, this is my fiance Harry' her voice cracked. I took a step next to her and placed my arm around her waist. 'Xavier Robertson; loving son and brother. Rest In Peace' I read the grave marking. 'He was my older brother' Sammie tried to talk. 'Xav volunteered as a dance teacher at Dance Alley. He taught children who were orphans, disabled, disadvantaged that... despite their circumstances in life...happiness is still possible to achieve' tears rolled down her cheeks. 'Dancing revived the broken soul of the despair children.....my brother taught them how to express themselves freely through music' she wept.
'Then one day when we where leaving the dance studio, a car came speeding down the street... ' her voice started to crack. 'I heard Xavier yell my name and the next thing I know he was lying on the ground in a pool of blood' she cried out. I wrapped my arms softly around her, not wanting to break her vulnerability. Words fail to escape my mouth. This wasn't what I expected. 'I'm sorry I didn't tell you about him' she pulled away. 'It's okay' I wiped her teary eyes. 'It's just, it's hard for me to talk about it, knowing that I was the reason why my brother died' she sobbed. 'Babe, no it's not. He saved you because he loved you, loved you more than he loved his own life' I comforted her.
They used no protection…
11/28/14