Accidental Love

Sam was expecting only a couple days of torture when she was attending her bridezilla cousins wedding as a bridesmaid. She didn't think that when the hotel screws up she would end up sharing a room with superstar Harry Styles. Will she be able to avoid him as much as possible like she wanted too? Or will another hotel glitch end up changing her mind about him?


2. Why

Sam's P.O.V.

I opened my eyes when my alarm went off in the morning. I hit snooze and saw Harry sleeping in the other bed. I moaned when I remembered everything that had happened. My phone started buzzing, I looked at the caller I.D. and it was Elizabeth. Great. I answered it. "Hello?"

"Sam your coming tonight right?" She asked frantically.

"Yes I'm coming tonight it is you rehearsal dinner why wouldn't I be there."

"I'm just checking! Wear that dress I gave you yesterday, the beige lace one...please." I rolled my eyes.

"Anything you want." Harry moaned from the other bed.

"Would you mind talking a little more quietly?" He mumbled in his pillow. I gave him a death glare even though he didn't see it. "I really don't feel good."

"It isn't my problem that you probably drank all night and partied with your girlfriend." he looked at me.

"For your information, I didn't. but I do have a show tonight and I would like to feel better by then so I should rest." I shook my head grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom.

"Who are you talking too?" I heard Elizabeth say on the other line.

"Just my new and charming room mate." I said sarcastically.

"I heard that." Harry yelled to me in the other room, I forgot to close the door.

"I don't care" I said to him closing the door. "I'll see you later Elizabeth." I said into the phone and hung up before she could nag me about anything else. I got into the shower and came out 45 minutes later. I know you shouldn't take showers that long but, I did not want to get out, and hot water runs out eventually. I got changed into some sweats and a tank top then left the bathroom. I saw Harry sitting on the bed.

"Finally." I gave him a fake smile as he walked by and went into the bathroom.

"Have a nice shower in cold water." I said back to him.

"are you serious?" He said turning around with a terrible look on his face. I shrugged and he threw his head back with a sigh and closed the bathroom door, I laughed. I sat on my bed and pulled out my computer to check my emails and whatnot to see if I was accepted into the program of photographers travelling the world. But nothing yet. I turned on the T.V. Harry came out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.

"Oh god. What is it with you and not wearing clothes?" I asked and he gave me a smile.

"Hey if you weren't here right now I wouldn't even have this towel on." I shook my head.

"You are one strange guy." He shrugged and grabbed clothes and went back into the bathroom. I looked at the time and I had to leave soon if I wanted to get to that rehearsal dinner on time. I got up and went to the bathroom and banged on the door. "Harry, I need the bathroom."

"That's too bad." He said on the other side of the door. I moaned. So I went over and pulled out the dress that Elizabeth gave me. It was white lace over beige silk, strapless, and had a beige strip of fabric. It was something I would never wear. I knew Harry was probably not coming out of the bathroom anytime soon so I curled my hair, did my make up, and put my dress on. I was zipping it up then turned around to see Harry staring at me.

"Dude! How long have you been there!?" I yelled grabbing my clutch of the table.

"Long enough to see your pretty strapless bra." He said with a laugh.

"Ugh, Your a pig." I walked over to the bed and sat on it while I put on my heels. He finished laughed and put his shoes on as well. 

"You look nice, got a date?" I narrowed my eyes and looked at him. 

"No. Rehearsal dinner." I finished putting on my heels and walked towards the door.

"Have fun at your rehearsal dinner!" He yelled after me as I opened and closed the door. Harry Styles was just gawking at me. I'm not going to lie, the thought of that gave me butterflies, But when I remembered he had a girlfriend the butterflies went away and I completely forgot about him.

Harry's P.O.V.

I made it to the arena before Emily, my 'girlfriend', thank god. I walked into my dressing room and found the other boys.

"Hey Haz!" Louis yelled, "How's the room mate?" He got up and elbowed me, I gave him a little shove. I may have mentioned to them she was really fit.

"She's.. fine." I said quietly. The boys started whispering and shaking their heads. "What?"

"You like her." Zayn said.

"Psh.. I do not." Niall laughed.

"Then you wouldn't mind if I hooked up with her?" Niall said, still laughing. I was silent for longer than hoped.

"It's cool that you like her, You just might want to brake it to Emily." Lou said patting my chest and walking to the couch.

"Emily is going to freak if I tell her that." Emily may be my fake girlfriend but she was still completely in love with me. I feel bad, but I just don't feel the same way. Samantha is just different.

"That's why your telling her!" Niall said.

"I'm not telling her anything.." I said 

"and why is that?" Liam asked.

"Well, Samantha doesn't like me. I actually think she hates me."

"That's rough man." Liam said I shrugged and got ready for the show. By the end of the show I was just pooped, I didn't want to deal with Emily at all so I got out of there as soon as I could, I'll just tell her I wasn't feeling good. I got back to the hotel and Sam wasn't there. I changed into shorts and a t-shirt and got into bed. I turned on the T.V. and relaxed until Sam got home. She walked in looking just like she did when she left. She walked to her side of the room and put down her purse.

"Hello to you too." She turned and glared at me all I could do was smile.

"Hi." She said grabbing clothes and going over to the bathroom she came out with shorts and a sweatshirt.

"How was your night?" I asked her as she jumped  into her bed.

"What do you call a night of bridezilla yelling at you?" She said looking at me.

"Rough." She nodded.

"Good word choice. How was yours?" That came as a surprise, that she even cared how my night went, or did she say that because she didn't want to seem rude.

"Good, I was a little off but I have another show tomorrow I might do better at." She nodded and there was a short silence. Sam leaned over and turned off the lamp in between our two beds and went to sleep. I was so confused with myself. Why did I like her so much? Was it because she was absolutely gorgeous? Or maybe just because she didn't freak out when she saw me for the first time. Well.. she freaked out but not because of me, because I was in her room.... whatever. I pushed it behind me and went to sleep.

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