Once in a lifetime

*Samantha's pov*
I felt a sharp sting and let out a startled cry. "Harry!" I heard a voice scold. "What? She's a fucking bitch!" "You can't just slap someone! And you cannot slap your ex!" The voice shouted. I realized it was Louis. "Louis, she's just so…." "Calm. The. Fuck. Down! You have damn bags under your eyes! You need her!" "No, I don't!" "Shit, Harry! Just admit it." I slowly backed away from the door, knowing the damage I had done was beyond repair.

*Harry's pov*
"Shit, Harry! Just admit it." Louis shouted/scolded/ordered. I shook my head angrily. I was not giving in without a fight. "Samantha may need me, but I do not need her! She's a cunt, a bitch, a whore. She's anything bad!" I shouted. Louis looked toward Samantha. So did I. Except, she wasn't there. Louis huffed and stormed out, calling, "Samantha…Samantha…" Whatever. I grabbed my phone. "Hey, Simon! Can you send me four bodyguards? No, the rest haven't come back from the restaurant yet. Louis is searching for…someone. No, he's not dating anyone besides Eleanor! Why would…you know what? Just send over the guards, okay? Thanks!" I hung up and smirked. Plan get–over–Samantha was starting.

Notes

Questions for the day:
Why did Louis chase after Samantha?
Why do you think Harry needs the bodyguards?
Why did Samantha show up all of a sudden?