Chapter 22

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Harry left my flat later that night and promised that he would take care of it.

Ellie was just as shocked as Harry when she found out and she promised to beat the bitch up when she found out who it was. I ended up going to sleep early that night because I was exhausted from all the crying I had done. Harry was going to stay the night with me but I said I would be fine.

"Brooke?" I heard Ellie whispered from outside the door.

"Come in." I said, slightly annoyed she was waking me up.

"Sorry to wake you."

"It's fine whats up?"

"I was wondering if you could take me to the doctors tomorrow? Niall can't, he has a meeting."

"Yeah no problem."

"Thanks." She said while walking out and letting me sleep.

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I was dreaming, or at least I thought I was dreaming. I was in some dark alley and running away from someone who was trying to catch me. My breath was getting faster as I pushed harder and harder to get away from the person. I didn't know who it was but I knew that if they caught up to me then that was it. I was dead if they caught me.

I kept running until I slipped on something. I looked at the ground and see a bunch of cream colored letters all addressed with my name. Some were open and I saw all the horrible things they said and then I saw the largest envelop that said "Pick your death bitch." I tried getting up but ended up slipping on all the letters every time I tried.

"Hello." I heard the person call from behind me.

I looked behind me and saw a person whose face was blurred and had a knife in there hand, ready to stab me. I screamed as loud as I possibly could, shaking and crying in fear.

"Brooke! Wake up! It's just a nightmare! WAKE UP!" I heard a familiar voice saying.

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed and then shoot up in bed, gasping in air.

"What's wrong?!" I saw Ellie sitting on my bed with me.

I was speechless, thinking about the knife I saw coming straight for me. I was shaking in fear and Ellie could tell I was freaking out.

"Will you tell me what happened?!" She demanded.

"Just some stupid nightmare. Someone was coming for me. To kill me."

She looked at me like she pitied me. I felt her wrap her arms around me, giving me a hug.

"Nothing is going to happen to you. It was just some stupid threat." She said.

I nodded my head slightly and tried to hold back the tears that were begging to fall from my eyes.

"Get dressed. We have to go to class then docs."

"Ok." I said while getting out of bed and going to take a shower.

I took a hot shower so it could help make my shakiness go away. All I kept thinking about was the shiny dagger coming straight for my face. The hot water barley helped and I considered calling Harry to come over so he could sing to me but he was busy with management and the lads at the moment.

I got out of the shower and go get dressed into sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I put my hair in a bun, brushed my teeth, added some makeup and then got my bag.

"Let's go." I said.

We started heading out and I realized that I would be late for class again.

"I need to wake up earlier." I said.

Ellie laughs and agrees with me. We got there just in time luckily and the teacher ended up being late. The class went by slowly and was very very boring. I heard one of my friends from class whispering my name. I looked over and see her mouthing words to me.

"What?" I whispered back.

I couldn't talk loud because the teacher was talking. She shakes her head and gets out her phone. I heard my phone buzz and I quickly grab it, knowing it was her.

I read the messages and was confused as what she meant. Her message said "What happened? Are you ok?".

I was thinking of the letters but I didn't know how she would know about them. I texted her back and asked what she meant. "Harry's tweet!" She said.

I was still confused but go on twitter to see what she meant. I checked what he said and was shocked. He never really showed his anger to fans but this time he had. "Stop harassing my girlfriend. She doesn't deserve it, nor are you a fan. Treat my love with respect for once, that would be a shocker but I'd love it."

I was glad he was sticking up for me but I didn't want him to get in trouble with management. I tweeted him back with "@Harry_Styles thanks babe, love you xx".

After class got out I brought Ellie to the doctors. She always got nervous in the office so I had to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. The doctor came in and checked her. She said everything was going fine and even gave her a picture of the baby. I never got over the face Ellie made. She still had tears in her eyes and would rub her belly; she may be young but I knew she would be a great mom.

After the doctors both of us headed over to Niall's place since he wanted to see her and the picture and the rest of the lads were there. I walked in and Harry walks straight to me and gave me a kiss.

"Missed you." He said against my lips.

"Missed you too." I said with a smile.

I didn't realize how unsafe I felt until Harry was with me. I felt my heart slow down and my breathing became clearer. I didn't let go of his hand, afraid it would be the last time.

"We talked to Paul and he said that they got the police involved. Since the person made an exact date for your death they would like it if you stayed inside as much as possible." I heard Liam say.

"Ok." I replied.

Harry kissed the top of my head and whispers in my ear "I'll stay with you."

I felt like a child being watched by a babysitter and I hated it. I hated seeming weak but I also wanted to live.

"So how was your meeting?" I asked.

"Good." Harry said, seeming nervous.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"We have some news." Louis said.

I looked over and see Eleanor looking confused as well.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We are going on tour next month!" Zayn says with excitement.

I see Eleanor's face drop a little from sadness and Ellie looks at Niall who was giving her an apologetic smile.

Harry was staring at me to check my expression and I tried to smile to show that I was happy for him but all I could think about was him leaving me for who knows how long.

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