The next morning, I wake up to my phone buzzing on my nightstand.
Harry has his arms tightly wrapped around me, in fear I wouldn't be here when he woke up.
I reach for my phone and turn it on.
Three new texts from Lia.
"Hey bitch. I miss you! You haven't been in school for awhile. Hope you're well."
"Prom is coming up soon & you don't have a dress! We are going shopping later. Do you even have a date?"
"Omg I'm guessing you're sleeping. GET UP!"
I smile at the texts. I miss her so much.
"I'm up now asshole. Lol sure I'll go shopping with you, how nice of you to ask..."
Harry removes his arm from my waist and turns to lie flat on his back.
My phone vibrates in my hand.
"Lol I'm coming to your house in one hour. Be ready!!!"
I set the phone down and push the covers off of my legs, causing Harry to stir.
"Where are you going?" A deep voice asks.
I smile and turn my head to look at him. "Good morning Harry."
"Where are you going?" He asks again.
"Shower. Lia is coming to pick me up in an hour. Prom is in a few days and I need a dress."
"Come here." He opens his arms for me to crawl into them.
I lay my head on his chest and wrap my arms around him.
"I need to keep you safe." Sadness clear in his voice.
"Come with us."
"You want to have fun with your friend." He whispers into my hair.
"She won't mind."
He takes a deep breath, and then let's it out. "Who are you going to prom with?"
I smile. "No one asked me yet."
I hear his heart beat faster in his chest.
"Good." He smiles. "They all know you're mine."
I roll my eyes and sit up. "I need to shower."
"I'll miss you." Harry frowns.
"I'll only be gone for five minutes." I smile.
After my shower, I blow dry my hair and pick out some clothes. As I am putting on my makeup, Harry walks into the bathroom.
"You know, you don't need any of that." He wraps his arms around me from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder.
"Not everyone is blessed with the face of an angel." I look at him in the mirror.
"No one is an angel." Harry looks away.
"You're my angel." I lean my head on his shoulder and look up at him.
He looks down at me and smiles. "You're too good for me, my angel."
"No one is an angel." I smile, mocking him.
He smiles and rolls his eyes. I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck.
"I love you Harry."
"I love you too Samantha"
I stand on my toes and close the gap between us. Harry lifts me on top of the sink counter and stands between my legs. I pull away and smile at him.
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The Fallen Angel *EDITING*
Fanfiction*SOON UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING* If you had the chance to end it all, would you? Just say the words and you'll be taken away. Samantha was one of thousands who said the words, sealing the deal with death. When a new kid moves into town and befri...
