Rock me

Part 16

The hotel was once again grand. The boys quickly got each of their hotel keys and we headed towards the elevator. Once inside Niall pressed the top floor.

The door rang and we walked out. I feel Harry put his hand on my lower back, leading me to our room.

He scanned the card and unlocked the door. As I hear the door shut behind me, I'm suddenly nervous. It's still strange to be left alone together, he was so flirty after the concert.

"I'm going to take a shower before bed if you don't mind." I say breaking the silence.

"Oh yeah, go ahead."

I grab some toiletries out of my bag and head towards the big bathroom. The shower was huge and there were double sinks below the mirror. I turn on the water and start undressing. I felt my shirt pull a bit on one of my bandages. My breath hitched.

I guess it's time to take these off. I step in the shower and let the warm water fall over my body. It felt nice to let the water run over my head. I turned around to let the water hit my back.

"Fuck." I say trying to be quiet.

The water pressure was intense and hurt against my scars. I slowly pull the loose bandage and start pulling it off. They didn't necessarily hurt, just uncomfortable.

I continue removing each bandage, but my breathing is picking up. It can be triggering to take them off.

"You better stay fucking quiet Dylan."

'Thwack'

"I fucking hate you."

'Thwack'

The memory keeps playing my head. I get the last one off and am bawling. I forgot how hard it is to take them off.

The room starts closing in on me. I look around trying to ground myself, remind myself I'm safe.

Harry Styles

Dylans still in the bathroom, so I decide to get ice for the room. I grab the bucket and move the latch on the door, so it won't lock when I leave.

I walk down the long hallway and see a sign that says ice is on the floor believe.

Seriously? They couldn't spring for ice machines on every floor.

Niall Horan

I walk into my obnoxious looking hotel room. I loved Chicago and was happy they put us in the same hotel every year. My room is always next to Harry's. It sounds like he's taking a shower or maybe they both are.

Our bathrooms are only separated by the wall, so we've learned not to do anything crazy. I walk over to the big white bed and grab the remote. Flipping through channels, I just want some background noise.

Suddenly I head a loud thud, from Harry's room. I jump off the bed and run out my door. Turning right and seeing his door is cracked open?

Wtf

I push open the door and notice no one's in there, but the showers running. I knock.

"Hello? Dylan? Harry? Is someone in there?"

I know someone could've just dropped their shampoo or something. It was a loud drop though, I needed peace of mind.

I get no response back.

"I'm coming in." Luckily the door was unlocked, keeping my eyes at the floor. I noticed Dylan's clothes scattered on the floor.

"Dylan! Are you okay?" I ask once more, giving her the chance to kick me out. I get not response.

I see towels on my right and grab a couple. I close my eyes and start walking towards the shower. Once my hand hits it. I start reaching for a handle and open the door. I step in the shower carefully, so I don't step on her. I reach my hand to the right side and find the handle and turn the water off.

Now comes the hard part, I crouch down and reach my hand out. At first I feel nothing, but suddenly I feel skin. I realize it's her hand and start moving upwards. Once I feel her shoulder I lay a towel over her body.

I open my eyes to see her eyes shut and sprawled across the shower floor.

I can see her chest rising, so I know she's still breathing. I grab another towel and try my best to wrap her up more. When I've done my best I grab her limp body and move her to the bathroom floor. I examine her body, and don't see any blood.

When I look back at the shower though, it's a different story. There's blood where her body once was.

I carefully roll her a bit and look at her head. Nothing seemed wrong, until I looked down. She had these awful marks all over her back. One of them looked fresher and was bleeding.

I roll her back over and pull back her eyelids. They looked normal? I didn't really know what I was looking for.

"Dylan? Can you hear me?" I say shaking her a little.

Nothing.

I suddenly head the door chime and open.

"Harry!" I yell out.

"Niall? Why the fuck are you in my bathroom?"

"Just come here!" I say urgently.

Harry Styles 

There she was, passed out on the bathroom floor. I look at Niall confused.

"What the fuck happened? I say while kneeling down next to her.

"I don't know, I just head a loud bang and came running over." He explained.

"Should we take her to the hospital?" I say, probably stating the obvious.

"We need to cover her up more first." He says looking around the room. He stands up and grabs one of the robes.

"Her back is bleeding though, she's got these nasty marks." He says concerned.

Fuck, he saw her scars. She's going to hate that. What's the hospital going to think if they seen them?

Niall helps me slowly roll her over, so I can see the marks. I see she's removed all the bandages and her newest once is slightly bleeding.

"Let me go get something." I say before walking out to my bag. I grab the bandages and come back knelling down. I start covering the scars, being gentle even though she's passed out. I could feel Niall's eyes, knowing he was confused why I had bandages. Once I'm finished we roll her on her back.

"Lift the top of her up and I'll slip on the arms." I say. He reaches down and slowly lifts the top of her up, making sure the towel stays put. I put on each sleeves.

"Okay, now let's slowly lift her up and I'll wrap the robe around."

He does just that and I'm able to get it around before either towels falls. I pick her up bridal style and start walking towards the door.

"Call the car then go knock on the rest of the boys doors and tell them to meet us at the car."

I speed walk towards the elevator and press the lobby button. Once the elevator doors open, I turn right to go out a second entrance. I didn't need people asking questions.

Once outside I already see the car pulling around. I turn around and see the boys running down the hallway and pushing the door open.

"Is she okay?" Zayns asks first.

"We don't know." Is all I say before getting in the car.

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