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Starting Over

Reunion - Edited

Samy's POV
Well, it's been four months since I've seen Liam. We talk and skype every day but it's not the same... at all. The wedding has been postponed until next year because of scheduling conflicts. Scheduling conflicts! With OUR WEDDING! I love this man more than life itself but sometimes I wonder how much our future can really mean to him if he can't even take time off for a week to get married. MARRIED! The girls and our parents went home about a month after we came back to London. With no wedding to prepare for no one could justify missing any more work. It's been really lonely since then without Liam. Eleanor has been really busy with work and school and occasionally seeing Louis. I miss her too.
Things just haven't been the same with Liam and me since my accident in New York. I know he blames himself for what happened. I know he thinks that I blame him too, I don't though. I never have. He can't be to blame for the actions of every single one of his fans. They are very passionate and care so much about him and the other boys. All his fans have been so sweet and supportive since the incident and during my recovery. They have been giving me more space in public places and not rushing me. I still get approached for pictures and twitter follow requests which makes me happy but it's not a bombardment like it was before. I'm grateful for that. Fans have even sent cute little gifts to the house like teddy bears and cards. It's sweet.
I gather my things up from my desk at home and prepare to head to the library to return some books and then to the gym. I've been working out a lot lately trying to get myself into better shape. My leg has pretty much healed but I still get some pain when I leg press or walk for too long. The scars aren't too pretty but it's better than it could have been. My phone starts ringing as I head out the door; my mom. Bless her soul, the poor woman has been calling me every few hours, every day, like clockwork since she left. It must be 4am there, it's only 9am here.
“Hi, mom” I answer happily.
“You sound happier today” she says, obviously concerned with her only daughter's emotional state.
“I'm not, but I'm putting up a brave front” I admit. She's always been my best friend. Sure I have amazing friends, best friends really, but no one will ever replace my mother. She and my dad are my world, apart from Liam.
“That's my girl. But honey, have you ever thought about just going to see him? You work from home anyway and the doctor has cleared you to resume your regular life. Why not surprise him? I'm sure he misses you just as much as you miss him” she says sweetly.
“Maybe you're right. But I'm sure plane tickets are insanely expensive for a last minute flight. Where are they right now, anyway? I feel like I can't keep it straight anymore” I say becoming slightly flustered while also a bit excited by this idea.
“They're in Norway. It's a short flight. I already have you scheduled to leave at 1pm today. Paul will have someone get you at the airport.” She says.
“ But I don't have a ticket and I don't have your credit card to print it out at the airport” I say, suddenly becoming nervous and looking for excuses to not go.
“Check your email” she says with motherly knowledge.
I click my inbox and sure enough is my itinerary confirmation and a link to print my boarding passes.
“You're the best mom, thank you so much! I have to go pack” I say and after a few more minutes of good byes, love you's, and good lucks, I head up the stairs to get my stuff together. I can't believe that I'm going to see Liam. Finally.

Liam's POV
“Harry, have you seen Paul?” I ask as I walk into our room. He and I have been sharing a room since we left Samy. It's easier this way. We get less lonely.
“Nope, he said he had some things to do this afternoon. Let the man have a break, Liam. There's no show tonight” he says back.
“I know, I just wanted to get out of here for a while” I say back.
“Maybe when he gets back we can go to dinner or something”.
“Maybe. I think I'm going to grab a shower.” I say and head towards the bathroom. As I step in and let the hot water engulf me, my mind wanders off to Samy, as usual. I never stop thinking about that girl. I still feel absolutely gutted about what happened to her in New York. I don't think that I'll ever really forgive myself for letting her go out without more security like that. It's been eating me alive and I know that Samy's noticed the distance that's been growing between us. Not all of it has been intentional. We just released our 4th album, FOUR, and management decided to just keep this tour going by starting a new one right away. No breaks, no nothing. Keep the momentum up. It's exhausting and it's caused a lot of friction between management and us as well. Especially with the wedding and all. I'm shaken from my thoughts by my phone ringing. I look at my screen. It's 530pm already. I've been in the shower for almost an hour. Samy's gorgeous face is smiling up at me.
“Hello?” I answer before it goes to voicemail.
“Hey. What are you doing in there?” She says. Her voice sounds so close. My mind must be playing tricks on me. I miss her so damn much.
“How do you know I'm “in” somewhere?” I say chuckling. But something about this conversation is starting to click in my mind. “Where's there? Where are you?” I say, I'm hearing things. I swear that I can hear Samy trying to hold giggles back on the other side of the door, not the phone.
“In the bathroom, silly. I've been waiting for 20 minutes now” she says as I through the door open and run to her in nothing but a towel. Still soaking wet from my shower. I pick her up in my arms and hold her tightly, swinging her around and burying my face in her neck. She giggles and wraps her legs around my waist as she hugs me tightly back.
“What are you doing here? How did you get here?” I ask when I finally disconnect her from myself.
“Mom bought me the ticket to surprise you. I've been miserable without you” she answers honestly.
“Me too. I've missed you so much. How about room service and movies tonight and you can catch me up on everything that we haven't been able to say because of our crazy schedules?” I ask.
“Perfect, but what about Harry?” she giggles. Shit. Forgot about him.
“He can room with someone else tonight” I say matter-of-factly. He can and he will. I have my girl and he'll just have to deal with a temporary relocation.

After an amazing night of movies and food and talking, Samy and I spent the night sleeping in each other's arms. Just like we used to. I'm so glad that she came to see me. Maybe we can move past this awkwardness and be us again. We need to talk tomorrow and figure all this out. We wedding, the future, everything. I hate letting her down and I know that I have so many times already. I just wish that there was something more that I could do to prove to her that I want to be with her forever.
*The Next Morning*
“Let's get married. Today. Just us. We have a concert tonight but we can go today, now, before sound check” I blurt out the thoughts that have been spinning around in my head since last night. Samy throws back the shower curtain, soap in her hair and all over her body, clearly in shock.
“What? You aren't serious, are you?” She shouts.
“Why not? We were meant to be married tomorrow. Tomorrow was supposed to be our wedding day, remember? Why not get the legal part done. Get married. Be fully, eternally committed to each other. We can do the religious, family, party part later. Come on, marry me. Please. I can't handle not being your husband for another moment” I beg, words of desperation leaving my lips with every breath. It's true. I can't handle it. This distance is getting worse every day.
“Liam, I'm not going to run off with you in some foreign country and marry you on a whim. I want to marry you properly like we had planned” she says calmly. I know she's right but something about that answer frustrates me and sends me into an angry rage. Before I realize what I'm doing, I storm out of the bathroom and pack my bag for the stadium tonight.
“I'm going to the gym. I'll see you later” I say as I walk out the door, letting it slam behind me.

Notes

A/N: Sorry, I didn't realize that when I posted this chapter the first time that it didn't paste the entire thing. Thanks guys! Update coming later today :-)

<3Samy<3

Comments

Yay!!!!!

LivinLikeLarry LivinLikeLarry
6/16/16

@electrichearts

Thank you so much! <3

@BeautifulMistakes
Maybe. I think you did a wonderful job regardless and if I had of known you needed a co-author I would have asked to help. I think your writing is wonderful.

deleted5491 deleted5491
5/3/15

@electrichearts

I honestly didn't know what else to write and I needed a co-owner. I still stand by the ending but I think there could have been a lot more to the story if I had had help.

I just spent the last hour and a half reading through all this! You had me hooked. I can't believe it's over :(

deleted5491 deleted5491
5/3/15