My Saviour
Chapter 54
Anne’s P.O.V
Halfway through the night, I sat up in bed, hearing Kylie’s piercing scream. I immediately got out of bed, putting my slippers on and going into Harry and Kylie’s bedroom. She was writhing around all over the bed, a cold sweat coming over her. I went over to her and shook her, waking her up.
As soon as she woke up, she threw her arms around me and cowered in my arms like a small child. She really is not strong enough to go on tour yet. She can’t be having these kind of nightmares next to Harry, he needs his sleep, and he’ll worry so much about her that he won’t sleep in case she has a nightmare.
“Kylie, ssh, Kylie, I’ve got you,” I tried soothing her, rocking us backwards and forwards on the bed.
“Harry, I need Harry,” she whimpered. I picked up her phone from the bedside table and got her to tell me her password. I put it in and went to her contacts, scrolling until I found Harry’s name. I pressed it and handed the phone to her, listening to it ring. The rings were cut short and it went to voicemail. She hung up and clung back onto me until her phone buzzed. I looked at it for her.
From: Harry: In a meeting at the moment, sorry. What’s up?xx
To: Harry: Excuse yourself from that meeting, you need to talk to her. She is freaking out right now. She just had a nightmare and she’s asking for you. Mum xx
Pretty much straight after I had sent the text the phone was ringing. I answered it and handed it to Kylie.
“Harry?” she whimpered into the phone.
“Yes baby, it’s me, I’m here,” he said. “It’s going to be okay,” he told her.
“He got me, he took me away from you, I’m scared Harry,” she told him.
“I know baby, I know. But he won’t get you. He’s locked up for a very long time. No one is ever going to take you away from me again. I promise. I need you to take deep breaths, breathe with me,” I heard him say. He is so good with her; he knows exactly what to do. She let go of me and sat up, breathing along with him. “Now, lie back down, cuddle into the pillows, wrap yourself in the duvet.” He instructed. “Get Mum to turn on the hall light for you,” I heard and went outside, turning on the light. “Leave that on, that will help. Have you got my tshirt?” He asked her.
“No,” she said. “It’s in the wardrobe.”
I went into the wardrobe and found it almost immediately. He must have given it to her in case of this. I handed it to her.
“I’ve got it,” she said.
“Okay, cuddle that and shut your eyes, relax, nothing is going to hurt you. You’re safe.” He assured her. He then began to sing to her, which was clearly helping her to relax as she lost grip of the phone and began to snore lightly. I took the phone.
“She’s asleep, thank you Harry. You’re so good with her.” I acknowledged.
“I’ve done it enough times. Anyway, I’ve got to go back to my meeting, I love you.” He said.
“Love you too darling, goodbye,” I replied and he said goodbye before hanging up. I put Kylie’s phone back on her nightstand and brushed her hair out of her face before returning to my room.
Harry’s P.O.V
I went back into my meeting and couldn’t really focus. I hate that Kylie is having nightmares and I’m not there to help her. I really do want her to join us as soon as she can. I need her and she needs me. I don’t know what my life was like without her but I never want to experience it again. I love that girl so much and I never want to spend any moment of my life without her. She means so much to me.
I don’t even know how it happened, it was a one night stand for god sake, but here we are, nearly 6 months later and I love her more than I would have ever thought possible.
We’re in a meeting about our stadium tour at the moment. She should be here for this meeting but instead Amanda is sitting at the table, a smirk permanently on her face. I’ve thought about what Jon said though and he is right. She’s in prime position to say anything she wants about us and everyone will believe her. She could easily ruin our careers if we give her reason to, so we won’t do that. We just need to make sure that anything we don’t want getting out doesn’t get heard by her. Clearly, we’ve learnt that she will do anything to piss us off. Personally, I don’t get her problem with us, but hey, I guess people have different opinions and I’m not going to take that away from them.
“So boys, we trust you to do this, we know you can go out on stage every night and put on an extraordinary show, and that’s what we expect you to do. Expectations are high for you boys. Amanda, if you could tweet out about it, saying the tickets will be on sale on Monday at 9am GMT. We also need you all to do a lot of promo. Amanda, I need you booking interviews left, right and centre.” Richard said and Amanda scribbled something down in a notebook. Kylie doesn’t need notebooks, she has a memory. Seriously, what is so hard about ‘tweet about tickets and book interviews’? It’s not exactly rocket science.
After the meeting was finished, I went back to my room. I sat scrolling through my Twitter feed for a while and then decided to go and find Mark Jarvis and do a workout. I just need something to get my aggression out and to stop me from thinking about Kylie, because the more I think, the more it hurts.
I got changed before I went to the hotel gym and Niall was already there with Mark.
“Don’t suppose I can work out too?” I questioned, watching as Niall worked on cardio.
“Yeah sure mate, what kind of workout are you going for?” Jarv replied.
“What kind of workout is our temporary publicist is a bitch and I miss my girlfriend?”
“Boxing?” He suggested.
“Let’s do it,” I put my things down and went over to him. He strapped up my fists and then I put the gloves on.
“Take 5 Niall,” Jarv instructed before putting the pads on his hands and I started throwing punches. I was boxing with Jarv for about 15 minutes before I took a break. Niall is back to doing his cardio so Mark went to check that he was doing okay for a few minutes before coming back to me. “Any help yet? Because you’re throwing really hard punches,” He said.
“She said stuff about Kylie. I meant to ask you, will you be able to work with her when she comes back on tour to help her build up strength and stuff? She’s walking again now but she’ll still need to do some work with her legs and stuff.”
“I’m no physio but I can help her build strength for sure. When she’s completely better I can even help her to get fitter again, bed rest can take away a lot of confidence. For sure I’ll work with her. She’s a challenge and I love a challenge.” He smiled at me and I thanked him. I spent a couple of hours in the gym with him and then went back to the room, showered and ordered room service before watching TV and then going to sleep at about 11.
Halfway through the night, I sat up in bed, hearing Kylie’s piercing scream. I immediately got out of bed, putting my slippers on and going into Harry and Kylie’s bedroom. She was writhing around all over the bed, a cold sweat coming over her. I went over to her and shook her, waking her up.
As soon as she woke up, she threw her arms around me and cowered in my arms like a small child. She really is not strong enough to go on tour yet. She can’t be having these kind of nightmares next to Harry, he needs his sleep, and he’ll worry so much about her that he won’t sleep in case she has a nightmare.
“Kylie, ssh, Kylie, I’ve got you,” I tried soothing her, rocking us backwards and forwards on the bed.
“Harry, I need Harry,” she whimpered. I picked up her phone from the bedside table and got her to tell me her password. I put it in and went to her contacts, scrolling until I found Harry’s name. I pressed it and handed the phone to her, listening to it ring. The rings were cut short and it went to voicemail. She hung up and clung back onto me until her phone buzzed. I looked at it for her.
From: Harry: In a meeting at the moment, sorry. What’s up?xx
To: Harry: Excuse yourself from that meeting, you need to talk to her. She is freaking out right now. She just had a nightmare and she’s asking for you. Mum xx
Pretty much straight after I had sent the text the phone was ringing. I answered it and handed it to Kylie.
“Harry?” she whimpered into the phone.
“Yes baby, it’s me, I’m here,” he said. “It’s going to be okay,” he told her.
“He got me, he took me away from you, I’m scared Harry,” she told him.
“I know baby, I know. But he won’t get you. He’s locked up for a very long time. No one is ever going to take you away from me again. I promise. I need you to take deep breaths, breathe with me,” I heard him say. He is so good with her; he knows exactly what to do. She let go of me and sat up, breathing along with him. “Now, lie back down, cuddle into the pillows, wrap yourself in the duvet.” He instructed. “Get Mum to turn on the hall light for you,” I heard and went outside, turning on the light. “Leave that on, that will help. Have you got my tshirt?” He asked her.
“No,” she said. “It’s in the wardrobe.”
I went into the wardrobe and found it almost immediately. He must have given it to her in case of this. I handed it to her.
“I’ve got it,” she said.
“Okay, cuddle that and shut your eyes, relax, nothing is going to hurt you. You’re safe.” He assured her. He then began to sing to her, which was clearly helping her to relax as she lost grip of the phone and began to snore lightly. I took the phone.
“She’s asleep, thank you Harry. You’re so good with her.” I acknowledged.
“I’ve done it enough times. Anyway, I’ve got to go back to my meeting, I love you.” He said.
“Love you too darling, goodbye,” I replied and he said goodbye before hanging up. I put Kylie’s phone back on her nightstand and brushed her hair out of her face before returning to my room.
Harry’s P.O.V
I went back into my meeting and couldn’t really focus. I hate that Kylie is having nightmares and I’m not there to help her. I really do want her to join us as soon as she can. I need her and she needs me. I don’t know what my life was like without her but I never want to experience it again. I love that girl so much and I never want to spend any moment of my life without her. She means so much to me.
I don’t even know how it happened, it was a one night stand for god sake, but here we are, nearly 6 months later and I love her more than I would have ever thought possible.
We’re in a meeting about our stadium tour at the moment. She should be here for this meeting but instead Amanda is sitting at the table, a smirk permanently on her face. I’ve thought about what Jon said though and he is right. She’s in prime position to say anything she wants about us and everyone will believe her. She could easily ruin our careers if we give her reason to, so we won’t do that. We just need to make sure that anything we don’t want getting out doesn’t get heard by her. Clearly, we’ve learnt that she will do anything to piss us off. Personally, I don’t get her problem with us, but hey, I guess people have different opinions and I’m not going to take that away from them.
“So boys, we trust you to do this, we know you can go out on stage every night and put on an extraordinary show, and that’s what we expect you to do. Expectations are high for you boys. Amanda, if you could tweet out about it, saying the tickets will be on sale on Monday at 9am GMT. We also need you all to do a lot of promo. Amanda, I need you booking interviews left, right and centre.” Richard said and Amanda scribbled something down in a notebook. Kylie doesn’t need notebooks, she has a memory. Seriously, what is so hard about ‘tweet about tickets and book interviews’? It’s not exactly rocket science.
After the meeting was finished, I went back to my room. I sat scrolling through my Twitter feed for a while and then decided to go and find Mark Jarvis and do a workout. I just need something to get my aggression out and to stop me from thinking about Kylie, because the more I think, the more it hurts.
I got changed before I went to the hotel gym and Niall was already there with Mark.
“Don’t suppose I can work out too?” I questioned, watching as Niall worked on cardio.
“Yeah sure mate, what kind of workout are you going for?” Jarv replied.
“What kind of workout is our temporary publicist is a bitch and I miss my girlfriend?”
“Boxing?” He suggested.
“Let’s do it,” I put my things down and went over to him. He strapped up my fists and then I put the gloves on.
“Take 5 Niall,” Jarv instructed before putting the pads on his hands and I started throwing punches. I was boxing with Jarv for about 15 minutes before I took a break. Niall is back to doing his cardio so Mark went to check that he was doing okay for a few minutes before coming back to me. “Any help yet? Because you’re throwing really hard punches,” He said.
“She said stuff about Kylie. I meant to ask you, will you be able to work with her when she comes back on tour to help her build up strength and stuff? She’s walking again now but she’ll still need to do some work with her legs and stuff.”
“I’m no physio but I can help her build strength for sure. When she’s completely better I can even help her to get fitter again, bed rest can take away a lot of confidence. For sure I’ll work with her. She’s a challenge and I love a challenge.” He smiled at me and I thanked him. I spent a couple of hours in the gym with him and then went back to the room, showered and ordered room service before watching TV and then going to sleep at about 11.
Notes
I'm back! I'm so sorry for making you wait three months but as I explained to you, my mental health was not at all where it should have been. I'm still not 100% but I'm a lot better than I was back then. I made the right decisions for my own good, and I feel so much better for it. I hope you all understand. Last year sucked.
I have now finished 'My Saviour' so we're coming to the end of an era here. I won't be doing a sequel but I will do some one shots after I've finished by request and what I want to do. There are three more chapters after this one.
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2/12/16