You Hold My Heart In The Palm of Your Hand.
Christmas Eve was a very busy day for Harry which was why he left his warm bed and Louis early in the morning. He had a lot of things do to and to prepare. It was Louis' birthday and he wanted to make today as special for him as could be. Harry made his way downstairs quietly not wanting to wake Louis up just yet. He felt tired. Louis' nightmares were depriving them both from sleep. Ever since the night Harry had managed to convince Louis to touch him and make love to him, Louis had somewhat been a little better but the nightmares where still bad. They hadn't made love again since that night but they had been sleeping in the same bed, Louis wanting and needing to be held and Harry had obliged but the nightmares attacked Louis regardless no matter how tightly Harry held him. He screamed and trashed and begged for it to stop and all Harry could do was gather him in his arms, hold him tightly to his chest and chase his demons away.
He went into the kitchen, flicked the lights on and set about making himself a cuppa. He looked at the clock on the kitchen wall and it read eight am. As Harry sipped his tea, he decided to call Anthony. He knew that Louis wouldn't call him so he had to do it himself if he was to help Louis get any better. He got up, taking with him his mug and went into the living room where the phone was. Harry secretly knew that he needed his phone back and made a mental note to ask Louis if he still had it and if he could have it back. He sat and dialed Anthony's number not really bothering that it was eight in the morning. Anthony was always early at his office so since this was an important matter, he needed to do it now. Anthony picked up after the second ring.
'Hello?' he said into the phone.
'Hello Anthony, its Harry,' Harry said.
'Oh hello Harry. How are you?' Anthony asked him.
'I think I am alright Anthony but Louis isn't and I need your help. I apologize for calling so early but it is important.'
'What happened?' Anthony inquired. Harry sat back and told Anthony all that had happened since he left London up to when Louis turned up on his doorstep and took him to Doncaster. Harry went on to tell Anthony the effects all of this had left on Louis and what could he do to help him over come it. Anthony sighed.
'So he finally let you in. I am so glad he finally did this Harry and I am very proud of him. You are the only person besides myself that he has let in and he had no choice in letting me in because I am his therapist. I am happy he has finally took this step with you and I understand how difficult and hard it must be for you to see him the way he is which is all normal I am afraid. Louis has been subjected to horrific trauma that lasted for years. I am honestly so happy he has found you Harry. Now as for helping him, I am going to help you help him alright. First of all we must get him back on his medications.'
'Is that necessary?' Harry asked him.
'I am afraid so Harry. He needs his medications. He needs to sleep. If he doesn't, it will exhaust him to the point where he will feel frustrated and overwhelmed and you won't be able to help him if it gets out of hand. It will tire you as well. He needs his bipolar medication to help him balance his moods out. Besides these, all he needs is a lot of love, patience, reassurances and safety. Safety to Louis is monumental. All his life he has never felt safe so keep him safe Harry. Create a safe enviornment for him. I understand he has put his house on the market yes?'
