My Saviour

Harry’s P.O.V
I got to the bar with the boys and we sat in a booth. Only Liam was drinking which is a good thing because it means either Louis or Niall can take me home, Zayn and Liam can’t drive yet and I gave my car to Kylie.
“When are you gonna introduce Kylie to Eleanor and Sophia then Haz? She’s going to meet them eventually.” Niall pointed out.
“She’s not ready. The girls are so close; they’re not going to like having another girlfriend around. They barely speak to Perrie; they’re not going to like Kylie.” I admitted.
“Yeah but she gets on with Pez, so at least she gets on with one of them. Perrie texted me a while ago and said she saw Kylie at the office and invited her to get lunch with her and the girls but she refused, saying she had work to do.”
“She’s just trying to keep herself busy and her mind off of everything that’s happening and sitting at lunch isn’t a good way to do that, there’s too much waiting involved, she’ll start thinking about it and scare herself.” I explained.
“Well sitting on a tour bus or plane isn’t going to be the best thing for her either is it?”
“Maybe not, but she’ll have things to do and ways to keep her mind off of it. She’s trying really hard to put on a brave face but I can tell she’s scared, she knows that dating me isn’t very good because he’ll know where she is but we have security around us pretty much 24/7 so she’ll be okay.” I assured them.
“Good because we can’t lose a publicist because then we need a publicist to write about how we lost the publicist.” Louis pointed out, making us all laugh. After a while of joking around and talking about our upcoming tour, we went home. I got home and found Kylie asleep on the sofa, the TV on some random movie.
“Babe,” I gently shook her. She opened her eyes, squinting at the brightness of the living room light. “Let’s get you to bed.” I picked her up and walked upstairs. I put her down on the bed and went back downstairs to lock up and turn off the lights. I turned everything off and locked the doors before returning to my girlfriend. She was in the bathroom, getting ready for bed and I took my shirt off, going to join her. She was brushing her teeth and I picked up my toothbrush, taking the toothpaste from her hand and squirting some onto my brush. We watched each other in the mirror as we both brushed our teeth until she finished and started removing her makeup. I finished cleaning my teeth and took my jeans off, putting them into the washing basket in our bedroom. I checked my phone and then plugged it in, getting into bed. Kylie joined me a few minutes later in her sweatpants and vest top, hair up and makeup off, her completely natural look which I adore so much. Her past might not be ideal, but she puts it behind her as much as she can, trying so hard to ignore everything that’s going on.
Unknown’s P.O.V
I watched as she walked into the house, ignoring her little boyfriend’s fan. I thought I’d taught her to be kinder than that. That girl really should be watching over her shoulder and sleeping with one eye open, because she never knows when I’m going to strike. That’s right, I know where she lives, of course I do, she’s dating a member of a boyband. Obviously, I’m not going to do anything while she’s here. While she’s in that house and with him, she’s safe, but the minute she begins travelling around the world she better look out because there’s no way I’m letting her get away with ruining my life without ruining hers. I never wanted kids, and she was the kid from hell. She’s going to regret everything she ever did, once I’ve found her. I’m not only going to make her suffer but her boyfriend too. I’m obviously not affecting her enough by hurting her; maybe I need to hurt him too. I drove off, back to my temporary hideout and began planning the perfect moment to get them both in the same place, where no one is expecting me to come, and hurt them both, both mentally and physically. I’m looking forward to this. I smirked to myself.
Kylie’s P.O.V
I got out of bed in the middle of the night, going downstairs and getting myself a glass of water. Tonight was one of those nights, where I start to remember pieces of what happened to me, what left me hospitalised for months, the event that has me looking over my shoulder as I walk down the crowded sidewalk. The event of my life that has made me petrified of leaving the house without someone else with me, or going out to lunch because I know I’ll think about it too much. That night ruined me, it destroyed who I was and created some new scared girl, not the person who tried and tried to stay strong for years before giving up and deciding enough was enough and I couldn’t do it anymore. That night, I gave up. I was ready to leave the world and go to a better place, where I wouldn’t have to watch my actions in case I did something that would upset him. However, even though that night was terrible, it changed my life for the better. Harry became my saviour, my love, the guy I trust with my heart.
I sat at the breakfast bar, hands wrapped around the glass of water when the light was turned on. “Come back to bed,” Harry rasped, sleep still evident in his voice.
“I’ll be back in a minute, I just needed some water.” I replied, turning to him.
“Ky, don’t even try lying to me, I know you had a nightmare. Come back to bed.” He walked over, taking the glass of water out of my hands and taking one hand in his. He led me back upstairs and got back into bed next to me, putting his arms around my body, making me feel safe in his embrace.
When I woke up in the morning, Harry was gone. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom to change and then went downstairs. Harry was sitting at the breakfast bar, looking tense.
“What’s wrong?” I went over to him and wrapped my arms around his torso.
“Nothing,” He shook his head.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Don’t believe me then Kylie, whatever.” He put a plate into the sink, so forcefully I’m surprised it didn’t smash and then walked to the door, putting his shoes and jacket on and storming out. I stood there, staring at the door and then shook my head. There’s always something he’s hiding from me. I sat down and stared at the wall, the pictures on it all blurring into one, mixed with my tears. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother and others I just try to forget everything. I went upstairs and finished getting ready for the day, shoved my laptop in my bag and picked up a set of Harry’s keys. They unlocked his Audi and I drove it to the doors of the garage, them opening automatically and then out of the gate, I’m going to go to SYCO. They have certain office blocks for the people they have deals with and I spend a lot of time in the One Direction and Little Mix one now. I have my own office there, a lot of people who work with 1D do, Paul does, Lou does, loads of their crew do. I got to the block and parked the car, getting out, locking it and going inside. Harry’s probably here recording something but I’ll stay out of his way and just go to my office. I got there and smiled at seeing they’ve put the plaque on the door. “Miss K. Carter – Publicist for One Direction” is written on it. I took the keys out of my bag and unlocked it, walking in. I turned on the lights and put my bag down on the desk, shutting the door. I sat down and took my laptop out of my bag and turned it on. I was waiting for it to turn on when I saw Liam wandering around looking at all of the plaques on the doors. The majority of the offices have one way glass windows and mine is one of those. After a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” I shouted and the door opened, revealing Liam. He was obviously looking for my office.
“You got your plaque then?” He noted and I nodded. “What’s wrong with Harry? He turned up to record looking so miserable and upset.”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with him; all I know is that he walked out this morning.” I replied, typing an email to some prospective interviewers.
“Why did he walk out?” Liam shut the door and came and sat down.
“He was sitting in the kitchen looking all tense and it was obvious he was upset about something and when I asked what he said nothing and I told him I didn’t believe him. There was clearly something wrong. Then he just said, don’t believe me then Kylie, whatever and walked out.” I explained, proof reading the email.
“Come and speak to him, he can’t record like this, he’s too miserable. Even if you play it off as having to tell him something about work, just please talk to him. He needs to know that you aren’t upset with him to be able to record properly.” Liam practically begged. I nodded as I sent of the email. I stood up and picked up my phone before following Liam out of my office. I turned the lights off and shut the door and then walked down to the recording booths. I walked in and the boys all turned to me.
“I just wanted to come and tell you all that I’ve just emailed some prospective interviews like Loose Women and This Morning, it will make you more well-known with different groups of people and help with your publicity. Harry, can I talk to you?” I said and he nodded, leaving the room with me. “Why did you walk out this morning?”
“I was beating myself up about you having nightmares. I thought I made them go away and then when you had one last night it made me upset. Then you asked about it and I didn’t want you to know and I guess I just lashed out, I’m sorry.” He said and I nodded, understandably.
“You should have told me and we could have talked about it. Now go be happy and record.” I kissed him and he walked back into the room with a smile on his face. I grinned, triumphant and went back up to my office. On the way, I got a text.
Liam: Thank you, I don’t know what you said but he’s in a much better mood x
You’re welcome :)
I put my phone in my pocket and opened the door to my office, turning the lights back on and sitting down behind my desk. I refreshed my emails and had an email about making a statement about the boys’ tour. I replied with some standard statement and then went back to getting them interviews for while they’re on tour. I was in the office all day until Harry came up.
“Hey, you nearly finished?” He asked and I nodded, pressing send on the final email I have to send today. “I take it you brought a car?” He said.
“You didn’t?” I questioned, laughing as I turned off my laptop and put it into my bag.
“No, I walked to Niall’s.” He told me and I laughed, standing up.
“C’mon then, let’s go.” I chucked the keys at him and walked out of the office, locking the door behind me.
“Ooh posh, you’re important enough to have your name on a door.” Harry teased.
“It may not be in lights like yours, but I’ll take it,” I shrugged, walking towards the elevator. Harry took my hand when we got to the main doors and led the way through the fans and to the car. He opened the passenger side door for me and then went and got into the driver’s side. He got out of the car park without running any fans over and then sped off home. I saw a car sitting outside which has been there a few times when we’ve gotten home now but I thought nothing of it and undid my seatbelt as Harry parked in the garage.

Notes

I hope you all like this chapter. I thinkI know where I'm going with this story now but I may make some slight changes to it as I go along. Bring on the drama!

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