Hurting Kind//Del Water Gap

Chapter 10

Ivy

The minute Niall got done with sound check, it was my turn. I got up and walked to my station. Natalia was already waiting there for me. We went through the buttons and signals just to refresh my memory. Everything was all set and sound check went great. Everything was up to expectations.

"Perfect." Nat said looking at the mixer.

"Are we ready for the show?" I asked

"Yup. Come back at 7 and I'll show you how to get everything going."

"Perfect see you then" I replied and started to walk away. I was walking to Niall's room when someone grabbed me. I yelped and turned around. It was one of Niall's guitar interns.

"What the fuck was that for?" I yelled

"Come on baby, I was just joking" He had a slimy smile on his face. How was him grabbing me a joke?

"Don't touch me." He kept getting closer to me. "Back up" I pleaded

"What's your name, babe? Oh wait, I know. You're Ivy Horan. The little Irish fucker's cousin" he whispered slowly pinning me to the wall. I was stuck and scared. Not here too

"She said back up." I heard someone behind this guy

He backed up and I got a view of who was standing there. It was Holden. This is embarrassing

"What do you want! Pretty pop star here to save the day?" This guy had to be drunk.

"I suggest you go do your job while you still have it. Enjoy it because this will be your last show. That's even if you make it to the show." Holden clenched his jaw. He was angry.

"It was a fun little joke. This is her fault. Little whore." The creep smirked before his face met a fist.

Holden snapped and punched the guy. One punch and he was on the ground bleeding.

"Fuck you." He spat at us.

"Leave right fucking now. I'll tell everyone myself exactly what happened." Holden spat at the guy.

"Ivy let's go." He spoke in a gentle tone shaking his fist. He grabbed my hand and started pulling me away.

"Yeah okay." I was shaken up but walked away with him.

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Holden

I walked her straight to my dressing room. She was silent the entire time. When we got there she sat down on the couch in the room.

"Thank you" she said quietly

"Of course. You don't need to thank me. Are you okay?" I was worried

"Yeah I'm fine. How's your hand?" She asked looking at my hand

"It's fine. Do you need Niall?" I looked at her. She examined my hand

"I'm okay. Sit down." She instructed. I did as I was told and walked over to sit. She got up and walked to my bathroom. She grabbed paper towels and bandages. She walked back over to me and sat down beside me. She turned her body so that she was sitting sideways facing me.

"Give me your hand." She held out her hands. I placed my sore hand in hers. I watched her as she slowly wiped the blood off. She put the wet paper town on my hand and held it there. I watched as her eyebrows furrowed together in concentration. She slowly lifted the paper towel and wrapped it in a bandage.

"Ouch" I winced

"I'm sorry. You helped me now I'm helping you" she looked up at me.

"I could've cleaned up my own hand." I looked at her