Hero

18. Rouge.

I awoke with a startle sitting up in bed and glancing around me to try to figure out why the hell I had just awoken in the middle of the night. I shivered as my body caught up to the temperature of the room and I realized how cold it actually was, it definitely wasn't this cold when we went to bed right? I mean, I know it's the end of October but there's heating in this apartment and it can't be this cold. It's not normal.

My breaths were puffing out and turning into small misty clouds which swirled upwards before drifting into abyss and my teeth were chattering. Fuck this wasn't normal, my toes and fingertips felt like they are going numb with the cold. I shivered wrapping my arms around myself as the cold nipped at my skin, it felt like it was snowing in the room. That's how cold it was.

Should I wake Harry? He doesn't seem affected by the temperature and I feel bad for disturbing him but. . This isn't normal.

"H-Harry," I whisper shaking him as much as my nearly numb limbs allow, I shake him a little rougher and his eyes peel open as he groans siting up slightly.

"What's wrong?" He asks huskily, his voice laden with obvious sleep but also concern.

"W-why is it s-so cold?" I say breathlessly as my teeth chatter and a shiver shakes my body.

HARRY

I lean over to switch on the lamp allowing some light into the otherwise dark room. I turn to face Amelia and my eyes widen as I see the blue-ish tinge on her plump lips and how our breaths are creating wispy tendrils that disappear seconds after leaving our mouths.

Why the fuck is it so cold? Luckily for me, my body can't really feel extreme temperatures due to the strength of my immune system from the supernatural blood running through my veins but that doesn't mean this is safe for Lia.

I only know one person who has control over temperatures like this because I know for a fact this temperature isn't normal for this time of the year. I roll my eyes as I toss the covers off me stalking over to my drawers to find something warm for Lia to wear before she gets sick.

I'll be having a few words with Niall tomorrow, that immature clown. It's okay for him to do this shit when it's just me but is he fucking stupid? What's he trying to do? Make Amelia sick? Fuck, he'll be lucky if he doesn't leave with a damaged jaw tomorrow.

I grab the first warm article of clothing I see which happens to be my thick army green sweatshirt with 'Obsession' printed on the front and hastily slip it over Lia's head and help her pull her arms through.

I get back under the covers and tug her as close as she can get so my body heat can warm her up some. He small body is still shivering from the cold temperature in the room when I rub my hands up her arms to help her get warmer.
"Go back to sleep, sweetheart. I'll keep you warm, okay?" I ask as cup her hands so I can blow some hot air into them because they feel like they've been dipped in ice.

She gives a small nod, her button nose nudging against the crook of my neck as she snuggles as close as she can to my warmth. I tuck the covers around her and make a sort of cocoon around her hoping its warm enough. I feel a little uncomfortable with the possibility of her getting sick, am I worried? I don't know. I've never felt concerned or worried about people before, but how can you not worry about her? She's so small and fragile and she goes around tripping over thin air.

She's in enough danger as it is without people from my own side starting to hurt her as well.

Niall is going to fucking get it for putting Amelia's health at risk, what on earth was he thinking? No one hurts Amelia without me hurting them.