Chapter 19

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"I can't have her get into a state like this again" Harry says in a low voice. I finally calmed down, sitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea in my hand.

Eleanor is sitting beside me, arm around my shoulder.

Niallis doing his thing to keep my emotions at bay.

"It won't happen again" I promise.

"You can't guarantee that" Harry turns to me

"I just- It was a shock for me that's all, I'm fine" I swear.

"Give her chance" Niall says

"No, not with lives on the line"

"Maybe I can help?" Ed walks in

"I'm not letting you take her memory's away Ed" Harry tells him

"Not take them away, but adding one"

"And how will that help?" Harry leans on the table head down, curls falling over his face.

"A memory that will remind her to keep emotions at check"

"Can you do that?" I look up at him

"I can try" He smiles

"Harry?" I say. Harry picks up his head to glance at me.

"Fine" He sighs after searching my face "But if it doesn't work Eleanor is going instead"

Ed walks around the table and leans on the spot next to me.

"Will it hurt?" I ask him

"No" He reaches to touch my forehead with his fingers "Close your eyes"

I do as I'm told.

Ed doesn't speak out loud but I read his thought, reading the memory he gives me.

'You can do this, you are strong enough, looking in the mirror and seeing Natalie gives you strength. You control your emotions'

He lets go of me, and I open my eyes "Did it work?"

"We'll need to wait and see"

Harry gets up and strides out without another word.

After a while I go looking for Zayn. I feel bad for him. He is new, and wasn't given such a warm welcome. I fetch the sketch book and pencils I asked Eleanor to buy earlier today and start searching.

I find him sitting outside.

"Hey" I say sitting next to him.

"Hi" He gives me a quick glance.

"This is for you, since you left yours behind, Eleanor got you a new one" I hand over the book and pencils.

"Thanks that is very thoughtful"

"How are you holding up?" I question

"I'm alright" he says 'I miss home' He thinks

"I miss my home too, but we can't go back it's not safe"

"Do you always read people's thoughts?" He glances at me

"I try not to, but sometimes I just can't help it" I shrug "How did you sleep?"

He keeps quiet. Then it hits me, I can't remember where he was put last night.

"Zayn?" I look at him.

"I slept in the kitchen" He mumbles quietly

"Gosh.. I can't believe that happen to you!" I hold his hand "You must have been so uncomfortable, and clod" I feel terrible finding this out. I should have looked out for him.

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