The Me You Can't See (H.S)

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A/N:

TW: Very Brief mentions of rape.

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Harry's POV:

Our much needed sleep doesn't last long, at least I don't think so before the god forsaken sound of my phone goes off.

I feel Haven stir from sleep at the noise and I reluctantly pry her away from me so that I can reach for the device.

"Don't answer it." she grumbles, pressing a kiss to the skin of neck before snuggling deeper.

"I have to." I whisper, wiping my eyes of the exhaustion.

She lets out a huff of frustration and unwraps her hands from around my body, giving me silent permission to answer it.

I stare at the phone, seeing as Liam's name brightens up my screen. "This better be important. It's-" I pull back to check the time. "almost 4:30. Some people need sleep you know. It's kinda -"

"Harry!" he cuts me off in a tone that sends worry shooting through me.

I go silent and the next couple words uttered from his mouth fill me with so many emotions I don't know what to think. "He's awake."

I climb out of bed in shock and pull on a pair of sweatpants before leaving the room. "What do you mean he's awake, who is?" I ask a question to which I already know the answer to.

"Zayn. He was in and out after you left but he's finally gained consciousness. He's awake and aware and best of all he's asking for you." Liam tells me and if feels like all the moisture from my mouth has been sucked out.

"Me?" I question.

"He recognized me the day at the warehouse meaning he remembered you. I got to say, for a man who was being tourtured he was quite observant." he mumbles quietly.

"Yeah, I'm not surprised. He was her bodyguard after all and Malcolm wouldn't have chosen him if he wasn't good enough." I scratch my head, whispering his name even quieter as for her not to hear.

"You need to come down here. He's calm now, but the drugs will wear off in a couple hours. The doctor just left and won't be here until tomorrow afternoon. The only other person here besides me is Louis but Zayn can't see him."

"Harry?" Haven's soft voice calls from inside our bedroom.

"Yeah I'll be right there baby." I yell back to her a little louder but still considerate of my volume.

"Just get down here Harry. The actual work begins now and I can't do it alone." Liam tells me and I nod as if he can see me.

"I know I'll be there soon." I answer back and hand up before he can reply.

Walking back into our room, Haven now sits up, naked with the blanket held tightly to her chest accompanied by a concerned face. A soft hue of yellow is cast across her face and body as the lamp I turned on shines down, illuminating the room slightly. She studies me for a couple moments before her face relaxes only for a slight frown to overtake her features.

"You have to leave don't you?" she asks me the questions even thought she already knows the answer.

I nod quickly and she just looks at me, void of any emotion now. I walk around the room in silence, dread plaguing me because I don't want to leave her. . .but I have to.

Irony runs through my veins doesn't it.

I've just come out of my closet, pulling a jumper over my head when her voice breaks the silence. "Don't go. Please just stay for once."