Starting Over

*Samy’s POV*
We arrive in London at about 1pm. Yes, you heard that right, we. Little did I know that Chas had been accepted to the same University that I am currently attending for Grad school and my parents had arranged for us to fly over together… Wait, I should correct that. Not just fly over together, no, LIVE together. In an apartment. Him and me. Me and him. Alone, sharing a 2 bedroom flat… in London. Where Liam lives. The same Liam that I was trying to get back last night. The same Liam that probably will be none-to-thrilled when he finds out that I’m living with my best friend who just broke up with Stephanie and who kissed me and got our faces plastered all over the internet. The same guy who used to be in love with me and who Liam is convinced I have feelings for. Nope, this is not going to go over very well. El knew already, I had called her before we boarded, she thinks it’s going to be ok. She says that Liam will be glad that I will have someone looking out for me when he can’t. I think she’s full of shit.
*Chas’s POV*
Well, here I am. London. Samy and I used to talk about moving to London when we were younger. We all did. The 4 amigos in London, living our dreams and partying it up. I guess it will be just as great just the two of us. For some reason though Samy doesn’t seem very thrilled. I know she’s worried about Liam, but who knows why. That guy’s a dick! He proposed to her and then couldn’t understand why she got scared. He didn’t even try to reach out to her or her family. Nothing. I know that she still talks to all of their friends and even his family all the time. She is never without her phone and texting someone. Regardless, she needs to move on and forget about that British Popstar twat and come to me. I broke up with Stephanie to move to London and be with her. I mean yes, I moved here for school too because I’ve never stopped loving her, but let’s be honest, it was mostly for her. Regardless of her decision I’ll support her but I can’t help fighting those feelings of jealousy and need to be protective. It’s my fault that she married that idiot ex husband of hers. I let her. If I had been smart I would have beaten the piss out of him. Raven and I both would have. Now this Liam guy comes and sweeps her off her feet only to drop her again. She deserves better. I’ll show her what she needs.
We pull up to our house and head for the door. I insisted on renting a house instead of a typical apartment because I hate having upstairs neighbors. It makes me NUTS! Reminds me of a college dorm. Anyway, Samy’s already claimed the master suit leaving me with the smaller bedroom. I don’t care. She’s the one with all the friends over all the time so she needs more space. I drop my stuff off in my room and head downstairs to check out the rest of the house. There’s an awesome backyard and porch area with a wooded view and little stream. There’s a cool kitchen with an island and tons of space connected to an eating area with a table big enough for 10. I head to the living room. There’s a 50” plasma TV hanging above a fireplace with all our video game systems hooked up and a huge sectional couch big enough for everyone we know. I look over and see Samy’s guitar set up as well. Behind the living room is an office area with 2 large L-shaped desks and wall-to-wall bookshelves filled with Samy’s books (and a few of mine that I had sent over). This place is awesome! I’m sure Samy will love it too once she gets her head out of her ass and over Liam. I swear that girl will be the death of me. But she’ll always be my Samy.
*Liam’s POV*
El told me that Samy got back to London safely. That makes me feel better. El had a funny look on her face though and I know she’s hiding something.
“El, what aren’t you telling me?” I grill her.
“Me? Um… no, nothing, nothing at all. Why do you think I’m hiding something?” she is trying to brush it off but she’s the world’s worst liar.
“El…” I push further.
“Ok, Samy didn’t want you to find out but… um… shit…” she’s stalling.
“For god’s sake, El! Just say it!” I yell.
“Chas moved to London as well” she blurts out.
“Oh. That’s it? Good. She’ll have a friend from home living in London that she can visit. Why would I be upset?” I say.
“They’re living together” she blurts again with a cringe.
“WHAT?!?!?!!?!??!?” Is all I can say before I storm out of the room, doors slamming, fists and jaw clenched, ready to beat the shit out of anyone who gets in my way. That’s it. I’m done. Done with Samy. She’s moved on and so should I. Clearly they aren’t living together as friends. No friend would move around the world just to keep you company. Not a damn one. They must be together. That’s fine. I have Sophia. Sophia can be my new girl.
I approach Sophia later in the day and we decide to head out for dinner. After eating and returning to the hotel, I decide it’s time. Time to make Sophia mine. Sophia and I approach my door and she turns to leave. I grab her by the waist and refuse to let her go. I push her against the door frame and kiss her with everything that I have. She’s not kissing me back. I stop and look into her eyes for a moment before speaking.
“What’s wrong?” I ask honestly.
“Liam, this isn’t right” she answers “you know that you’re supposed to be with Samy. I know that you’re upset. Take some time to think about what you’re doing. I’m not going to be used as a rebound. Call her before you make a mistake bigger than trying to sleep with your best friend” she says calmly, looking into my eyes with complete sincerity.
“I’m sorry” is all I can manage to say before she turns and walks away, leaving me in my thoughts, again.
I turn and head into my room and throw myself onto the bed. I lay there thinking for what feels like an eternity but sleep continues to avoid me. 4 months until we’re back in the London and I can sort all of this out with Samy. If there’s anything left to sort, that is.
***Nearly 2 months later***
*Samy’s POV*
El and Perrie came back to London about 4 weeks ago and since then we have all been pretty inseparable. Chas has been adjusting well but still acting strange. He’s been drinking more than usual but I’m pretty sure that’s just because of the Irish friends he’s made. I swear that he and Niall will have a serious bromance going on when they meet. The boys are all coming home early. Niall hurt his knee again and Louis’ voice has been pretty shot for the last week or so and they decided that the tour needs to come to an end and that the boys need rest. Yeh, now they realize it. Simon has promised them a year off from touring but says that they’ll still be doing normal studio work and publicity stuff like interviews and TV appearances but it will all be filmed locally which means no travelling for now. They’re all really excited and happy about that part. Niall is coming to London for a week to have his knee looked at before going home to Ireland for a month. The rest of the guys will be here. Well, that’s what El tells me. I haven’t actually spoken to Liam in ages. Not since my last text. Just as I’d promised him, his number has been deleted from my phone. He wants space, I’ll give him space. He and Sophia ended up getting together after Liam took some time and they seem to be doing pretty well from what El tells me and also from what I’ve seen on TV and in tabloids. Good for him. I’m glad she makes him happy. Maybe they’ll get fairy tale happy ending out of it. It should have been our fairy tale happy ending. I wonder if he ever thinks about me and us. We both screwed it up royally. I just wish that we had both let go of our fear and talked it out immediately. Then we’d probably still be together.
I look around and realize that my usually perfectly organized house has become a pigsty. It looks like 50 tornadoes blew through. Time to clean! I throw on my music on my stereo and start dancing around while cleaning up. I’m jamming out and singing while getting this mess in order when a song comes on that brings me to my knees. Suddenly I drop everything and I’m sitting on the floor in tears. Bawling like a baby, rocking back and forth. “So Soon” by Marianas Trench blasts through the speakers. I can’t find the ihome remote to change it so I just let the lyrics wash over me like a wave. El and Perrie open the door at about that time and rush over to me thinking that I’m injured. I am. I have a broken heart. They hear the lyrics and immediately understand. Perrie turns the song off and she and El give each other a look. That’s all I remember before I pass out from the exhaustion of crying.
*El’s POV*
I’ve never seen Samy like this. I never knew she was still this broken up over everything. We all know that Liam is her “one and only” as well but we feel helpless. Liam has Sophia now and Samy is living with Chas who clearly has feelings for her. Samy’s clueless though. She can’t seem to notice all the hints he’s been giving her lately. If he was smart, he would just back off and leave her be. Samy needs a good girl’s weekend away from all these men.
“Hey, Samy, how about a girl’s weekend? We can go get pampered before the boys get home next week, there’s a great spa nearby” I say.
“Sure, that sounds perfect actually!” She says, sounding defeated.
“I’m in!” shouts an excited Perrie. We decide to call Ruth as well. She’s always looking for a good spa trip and I know that she misses hanging out with Samy. Ruth agrees and we all decide to head out first thing in the morning.

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