I opened my eyes, heavy with sleep and gasped.
"Where am i?" i thought. I felt the soft satin sheets under my body. i felt the too soft pillows under my head, and the heavy down blanket over my body. I cautiously spread my hands and noticed that the bed was much larger than my twin bed at my house. i shot up quickly, but stopped mid-way. Pain shot through my body causing me to lay back down. i rolled onto my side and grasped my ribs. that's when i saw his face looking back at me. Harry Styles. He was sitting on the floor with his chin resting on the side of my bed. His curls were disheveled with sleep, and he was shirtless. I was in so much pain that i didn't even think " Well hello there." i closed my eyes not wanting to see the concerned, helpless look in his eyes. He feels bad for me. I know it. I don't want to be an object of his pity.
" Hey." i heard his deep, raspy voice call to me.
" ughg," was all i managed to say, while i tried to get my breathing back to possible. " What time is it?" i asked finally able to speak again.
" its only 7:30am. i know your probably wondering where you are. Your at Liam's. Do you remember last night when you were crying because you said you had no home. Well I'm willing to let this.. well not here exactly, just with me in general, be your home. But only if you would like."
" Oh um, yeah sure i guess that could work." I said to him attempting to smile. " So where am, i exactly?"
" your in the guest bedroom at Liam's house. Don't worry i slept on the floor."
" Ok." i said quickly laughing but stopping because it hurt. we just continued in silence. Me staring at the ceiling and him at me. I wonder what is running through his mind right now.
" Harry?" i asked carefully rolling fully onto my side.
" Do they know. like the boys and Eleanor."
" No they don't know. They cant know something that I don't even know."
" wait so your friends don't know about me. That I'm here."
" oh that. Yeah they do know. I though you were talking about.. it doesn't matter. Yeah they know your here but they trust me. They can tell your special to me on account of Ive never taken a girl home like this before. Careful though Niall seems pretty smitten with you just by a few comments he made last night They trust me and i trust them. No questions asked... until later. They just know i have a friend here with me." he said smiling.
" i like the sound of that. Of me being your friend." I wish i could someday be more. That was an opinion i didn't voice.
" Yeah, me too. Quite a pretty friend at that." he said flashing me a perfect grin.
" so what happened last night."
" You really don't remember do you. Ok well you know the whole beginning and stuff. Ok so basically, you stared crying and you cried and cried and i just held you. You fell asleep in my arms and i carried you to the car. You slept the whole time. Then i carried you onto the plane and when i tried putting you in a seat you whimpered and latched onto me even tighter. I decided not to put you down, and honestly i was a little happy. I felt if i let you go everything would break into a million pieces. So we took a flight all the way to L.A and drove here and then you went to bed., That's it. You didn't wake up once. You were totally out. And can i just say you looked quite adorable."
i giggled and went to get out of the bed. I carefully pushed my self up and swung my legs over. I let them dangle off the edge for a few seconds while i noticed how Harry's eyes traveled the length of my body. when my feel touched the soft, plush carpet i noticed that i was in different clothing. I fingered my shirt and looked at Harry questionly, while a look of horror passed over my face. He must know. They probably all know.
" Oh yeah your probably wondering about your clothes. well last night when we got home i didn't know what to do. You didn't have any clothes and out bags were all packed away, so i went to Eleanor. She found a pair of her old shorts and i got my softest sweat shirt because you were shivering. She took you and the clothes from me and put them on you." he said. He looked away from me and looked down at the floor.
" So she knows. And you know too." I said my voice dropping and my head lowering in shame.
" I know that your beat up pretty badly. That your covered in scars, and bruises and burns and other marks. I just don't know how. And she knows too on account of she was the one that clothed you. But don't worry we decided not to tell anyone. We are gonna wait for you to explain.
Great i thought. He wont even look at me. Uhhhhh now i have to explain. Maybe explaining wont be so bad. I climbed up onto the bed and patted the spot near me. I made myself comfortable under the blankets and carefully leaned back against the head rest. Harry climbed up and sat at the foot of the bed with his feet tucked underneath him. He looked at me like a lost puppy.
" he hit me." i simply started. " 5 years ago when i was 10, my mom disappeared. The police searched and searched but her body was never found. She was pronounced dead. That was all we got. Your mother is missing so were assuming shes dead. No answers no reasons just dead. I was a 10 year old girl with no mother. My dad was silent. For the first week he was ok. Everything was somewhat normal. then the funeral came. We went and after that it all went down hill. He retreated into himself. Totally forgetting about me. He locked himself in his room for days at a time only coming out to eat frosted flakes and shower. I was a 10 year old girl left too her own devices. I lost my mother and father in the same week. It continued like this for about 6 moths." I paused for breath and to collect my thoughts. I didn't look at Harry. My eyes stayed firmly planted on the comforter in my lap. " Then one day i came home from school and he was drunk and sitting on the couch. He told me he wanted chicken and i told him i didn't know how to work the stove very well. He chased me to the kitchen and threw a chair at me. I made him the chicken. It came out dry and with no taste. when i served it to him, he spit it out at me. I apologized and said i didn't no how to work the stove. He swung at me, his open palm connecting with my cheek. That was the start. From there on he hit me for everything. Not being good enough, just anything and everything, regardless of if he was drunk or not. Sometimes he would just hit me for no reason. He would come to my room, kick open the door and drag me tot he hallway. He would beat the shit out of me. I stopped screaming eventually, learning that it only made him hit harder." as I spoke, i seemed to drift further and further away, lost in the horror story that was my life. My voice was shaking but i continued. " That wasn't all you know. he would punch and kick and slap, anything really. He had even burned me. And threatened me with knives. All these things explain the scars, cuts, blisters, burns, everything on my arms, back, legs, face, and stomach. he was horrible."
' Well now i see why you wanted to end it.' Harry said looking at me. The tears that glistened in my eyes were reflected in his.
' What.' My head snapped up and my voice came out coldly.
" Uhh, errmmm, last, last night when you were crying, you were screaming that it was all supposed to end after the concert tonight. That all you pain and misery would be over."
' Oh oh yeah well lest not talk about tht now."
' Yeah sure. There's a bathroom ever there if you want. You can shower or what ever."
' yeah so about everyone."
" not to worry, you can meet them over a nice warm breakfast."
" ok sounds great." i said as i smiled and climbed off the bed. I went to stretch my arms up but screamed out and fell to the floor. Harry was there and caught me before i could hit. He pulled me back into his lap and just watched me and stroked my air while i tried to regulate my breathing.
" Cass, love this isn't ok. There is something wrong. your ribs. They hurt, yeah?"
"Yeah," my voice came out whisper-ish and weak.
" Can i take a look?" I nodded and he laid me gently to the floor. he pulled mey shirt up and folded it just under my bra. He gasped.
I saw he a little last night when El showed me, but she looked so different in the light. He stomach and rib cage were covered in scars, bruises, open wounds, and healing wounds. She was so thin that every bone, every thing in her stomach seemed to be popping out. it looked as if the life had been sucked out of her. i let out an involuntary gasp, and she just closed her eyes. A few tears dripped to her cheeks. I wiped them off but there was an unmistakable flinch when i wiped her right eye. The cover up was almost fully off and a fresh bruise was visible. I looked at her stomach again. I saw bruises and sores everywhere, but the most pronounced were on her left rib cage They were the freshest and darkest. I placed My hands gently over them and she let out a small whimper full of pain. what i felt wasn't the smooth lines of ribs i expected but the jagged and chaotic lines of injured ones.
" Cass you need to see a doctor. I've seen broken ribs before. I've had them but they've never looked like this. This is serious.' I said pulling her shirt back down.
" no I'm fine look,' she protested trying, but being unsuccessful at getting up off the floor. She collapsed back down and just stared at me.
"NO. Harry no i wont see a doctor no. Not the doctor i hate the doctor. And if i go i have to explain everything. And trust me i mean everything and that wont go over well.":
" Fine not a doctor then. Just Louis' mom. Shes a nurse and is staying in a hotel close by. No questions asked just a diagnosis. She is a lovely woman. And if it helps we can even get some cover-up and cover most of the marks up just leaving your ribs. Does that make you feel better."
She grumbled and i laughed.
' Its from him." She said. " the bruises are from him. i lied when i said i fell. I didn't fall. After he beat me i was on the ground and he just kept kicking me. He kept going even when i started coughing up blood. I thought he was trying to kill me. I accepted it. I was honestly looking forward to the cool embrace of death hoping it would counteract the fiery sensation running though my body. he stopped though, just before i was about to black out."
i had no idea what to say. I just ran a distressed hand though my curls and looked at her. She looked so sad.
" your safe here. Nothing will ever hurt you again. i wont let it. ever."
She started crying again and i just held her.
" can i just shower?" She asked me half hardly making puppy dog eyes.
"Yeah sure. Shower first talk later.'I helped her off of the floor. I handed her a pair of my grey baggy sweats and my rolling stones T-Shirt.
" My favorite outfit." i told her smiling. " its the soft most comfortable thing i have, and i think it would look great on you." I smiled at walked her to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom i turned on the shower, handed her a wash cloth and a towel. I told her to take her time and enjoy her shower. I closed the door behind me and looked around the room. everything looked different.I was no longer just responsible for myself. I was now responsible for a beautiful, broken, abused, suicidal girl that has stolen my heart. I loved the thought of it even though it sent a spike of fear through me. I'm not alone anymore i though.
I climbed into the shower and left the warm water rush over me. It felt so good. Like my stresses all rushing away down the drain. " I cannot believe this is happening! Oh my god! I am in L.A with Harry Styles. he took me here! He could have just left me, and went on with his life but he didn't. He actually cares. Someone actually cares about me. i thought smiling to myself. As i washed my hair, i thought of my dad. " Does he miss me? Does he regret everything? You know what. I don't care. I don't care what happens to him. I hope he rots on hell. I have someone who cares for me now. I have someone there for me. If it wasn't for Harry id be dead., Probably in the sewer or at the bottom of a ditch. he saved me.
With that thought i freely let the tears flow from my eyes. 5 years of tears. I watched as they disappeared down the drain.
I straightened up the pillow mess i had made on the floor. i walked down stairs and greeted everyone in the kitchen.
" good morning all of my lovely mates." i said as i approached. They all said their hellos.
" wow mate why so happy. Get some last night?"
" No man this ones not like that.' I quickly turned serious. " shes different a lot different.' Me and Eleanor made eye contact with each other. " i really like her guys. I know she was asleep for the majority of the time but look." I pulled my dream journal from my back pocket. Start reading from November."
I passed the journal around. All the entries were the same. They all got increasingly longer about the same dream as more and more puzzle pieces fell together. On the last page in bold letters was written Cassie. Just underneath it were the words " When you find her don't ever let her go. You will be her salvation as well As she yours.' i just looked at them. There faces showing different stages of shock. The last one was dated the day before we performed at MSG.
" Its true." I said to them dead serious. " I am her salvation. I'm not sure how shes mine yet but ill find out. Its her guys its the girl from my dream. Everything about last night was exact.' and with that I launched into a detailed explanation of her. I told them everything, I told them about her mom, and her abusive Father, and her suicidal actions. By the time i was done everyone was all teary. I asked Louis to call his mom and see if I could bring Cassie by to have her ribs checked out. He said sure and i asked him not to explain about her dad. I asked Eleanor if she would be cool with taking her to get clothes and cover up later. She agreed quickly and happily. I walked back up the stairs to the guest room and sat on the bed after getting dressed.
"I don't know but I think I maybe
Fallin' for you dropping so quickly
Maybe I should keep this to myself
Waiting 'til I know you better
I am trying not to tell you
But I want to
I'm scared of what you'll say
So I'm hiding what I'm feeling
But I'm tired of holding this inside my head
I've been spending all my time
Just thinking about you
I don't know what to do
I think I'm fallin' for you
I've been waiting all my life and now I found you
I don't know what to do
I think I'm falling for you.
I'm falling for you."
i heard it drifting out from the bathroom softly as if she hadn't realized she was singing. She was amazing. Sounded just like her. Her voice was angelic yet powerful, but soothing. I lay back and listened. Finally i heard the shower turn off and five minutes later i heard the door slowly creak open.
" Harry." She called quietly.
" yes" i replied sitting up. he face was half hidden behind the door.
" I cant come out.' She said with a shaky voice like she was holding back tears.
" Oh darling yes you can you probably look awesome in my clothes."
" Its not that its my face. All the cover-up is gone and its scary looking.' She said this as her voice cracked.
" Cassie its fine. here come out and let me see." She walked out of the bathroom looking like she was drowning in my clothes. They were a few sizes to big but she had them folded and tucked right that she looked appealing. Her eye caught my sight quickly. it was shiny and purple and looked really painful. He face was streaked with tears and i quickly got up and hugged her. I held her at arms length examining the eye. i sat her on the bed and went to get ice. i returned with ice and a bottle of Eleanor's cover up.
" Here look what i got." i attempted to apply the make up to her face but eventually let her do it because i was causing her a loads of pain. I watched as she skillfully applied the makeup and turned around to me looking fresh as new. I ran a brush through her knotty hair and commented on how great she looked and how i enjoyed seeing her in my clothes.
' Your a really great singer.' I told her as i walked down the hall with her.
"What are you talking about. I wasn't singing."
" yes you were. In the shower. You were great you sounded just like Colbie Caillat only different. better honestly. If you can sing Leonia Lewis Liam and Louis will love you forever."
She laughed. I loved her laugh and her smile.
When we go to the bottom of the stairs she stopped. She looked up at me and i could tell she was nervous.
" Now darling there is nothing to be nervous about. Your gonna be a hit." i said to her. She silently took my hand which shocked me a little but we continued into the kitchen. right before we entered i told her,
" We will get you proper clothes later. you haven't been shopping until you have been shopping One Direction style. Lets say no one will bother you at the mall."
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