Gracie

Chapter 23 - Part 1 - Built Up Anger

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Harry's POV:

We had a three day break, we all had made plans to do things, but what happened to Gracie and how sick it made her we decided to stay in.

Gracie didn't speak, couldn't move and threw anything up she would eat. When it came to return to the tour Liam begged management to allow him a few days, But despite Gracie's attack management made it clear,

"Liam was not allowed time from the tour."

With that phone call over we headed out to the bus.

We were all sitting in the lounge area of the bus, Gracie was drawing in her book. Heart's were heavy. Gracie stood out from behind the table, at first she stood froze, I was sat nearest to Gracie and I softly asked

"What's the matter baby girl?"

She just peered at me blankly, her pretty blue eyes had grown terrifyingly dark. I tried again

"What's on your mind Gracie"

Again she remained silent. Gracie needed help, but holding everything in was not going to help her.

"Gracie, we want to help you, but we can't if you don't tell us what's on your mind"

Gracie's tiny voice broke

"You really want to know what's on my mind"

What Gracie did next scared me.

Liam's POV:

Gracie gripped her tiny hands around Harry's wrists. She pulled at them and she began screaming. Gracie's face was right in Harry's, their noses touching, she just screamed. I stood up to pull Gracie away because I could see the fear in Harry's eyes, but he shook his head at me. Harry obviously felt this was good for Gracie, good to get it out. Harry let out a whimper, Gracie had started to pinch his arms, then started to hit out at him, Harry allowed Gracie to continue. The volume of the screams increased, hitting levels that I never knew existed. It felt like hours before Gracie finally slumped to the floor and crawled off under the table.

Harry's POV:

Liam approached Gracie hidden under the table, she was sobbing hard pleading

"I-I'm s-sorry, p-please don't punish me, p-please"

Liam tried reassuring Gracie she wasn't in trouble but she didn't believe it, Gracie just screamed

"Get away from me, p-please".

Liam did as Gracie asked, he walked away sitting back down in his seat. Liam looked broken and deeply hurt.

Liam's POV:

We all tried convincing Gracie out from under the able, but nothing worked. Zayn would normally succeed in bringing Gracie around but that day even he couldn't. When he failed I knew Gracie was in a very dark place, a darker place than before.

Zayn was apologising to me when his attempt didn't work, but before I could say it wasn't his fault we were interrupted. Gracie was slowing shuffling from under the table. She stumbled to her feet and then began to approached Harry who was still sat on the floor. Gracie fell gently down to her knees in between Harrys legs. Her eyes fell directly to his and Gracie's tiny hands reached to the buttons on his shirt, one by one she buttoned up the ones that were open. Harry didn't say anything instead he helped Gracie. She sunk lower to the floor and quietly asked

"Can I have a hug Harry" as she shuffled into his chest.

Harry brought his arms up and wrapped them gently around Gracie.

Harry whispered something into Gracie's ear but I still to this day don't know what.

Gracie's POV

I jostled slightly, my face hot from being pressed up against Zayn's chest as he walked up some stairs. I remembering hearing a trail of voices behind us but I couldn't work out who it was and what they were saying, I was half asleep.

Zayn's POV:

Gracie murmured something unknowingly, eyes fluttering as she opened her eyes to stare up at me. I cooed quietly

"I didn't mean to wake you up baby. It's alright though. We're at the hotel. You're okay. Go back to sleep."

Gracie's let out a small grunt as she pushed her face firmer into my chest, closing her eyes.

Gracie:

His sleepy voice came out as a rasp, but it soothed me back into a fuzzy state of mind. Not even a minute later I woke again, my back felt the soft comforting mattress and pillow. As my eyes fluttered opened again Zayn's face appeared above me as he smoothed the hair out around my face and placing a kiss to the corner of my eye. As he pulled the covers up over my body he mumbled

"Go back to sleep,sleepyhead".