Hi. I apologize for the content of what these past chapters contain. Also, these injuries are just what I thought of, these wouldv'e probably been handled differently if they were real.
Love always, Evelyn Rose.
“Leigh!” I hear Skylar’s voice, “Oh my God.” She screams, Niall taking her into his chest. “Shh.” He whispers, I can hear her crying. “Get out!” Harry finally yells, they know he’s in extreme pain as am I. “Leigh, what happened? If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to right now.” Harry’s eyes won’t look at me. “I went into my dressing room, locking the door. I unzipped my dress and he unlocked it.” I can barely speak now, the memories come flooding back. “He held me down, and slapped me. He, ripped my thong off, and…….I couldn’t stop crying or yelling for you. He…..he…” I can’t say the words, my eyes blurry from tears, I start to cry harshly. Harry grabs me, and holds me. “Shh. Leigh.” “Harry I’m so scared.” “I know baby I know.” He’s tears falling from his eyes. Paul walks in; he pulls Harry off of me. “Harry! Look!” He points down to the bed, red stuff is pouring everywhere, my heart rate falls, and I get dizzy. “Help! Help! Someone!” Paul yells, dragging Harry out of the room, everything goes black.
I wake up, new clothes and sheets; blood is being put in my arm. Harry’s asleep on the couch next to me. “Leigh?” Louis says from the chair. “Your fine, they fixed everything. Harry cried all night, I finally got him to sleep about an hour ago. Leigh, what happened?” My head, torso, face, and arms throb with pain. “He held me down. Slapped me, threatened me, he….Lou, he raped me.” Louis covers his mouth with his hand, “Oh God.” “If.” I pause adjusting myself; the pain from my ribs was becoming unbearable. “If Harry hadn’t of busted the door down. I don’t know what would’ve happened. I know he doesn’t believe it but he saved me.” Harry tosses and turns in his sleep. “Andy was taken to jail. For sexual assault and rape. He’ll do time but not much.” A tear falls from my eye. Louis wipes it, “Harry’s scared Leigh. He’s even thought about leaving the band and taking you with him. He said all this money and fame wasn’t worth this. He’s doing everything he can to protect you.” “What do you mean?” Louis pointed outside, there stood 6 security guards. “They are to go everywhere with you. As Harry instructed them too.”
I smile, looking over to Harry’s angelic face. I looked into the mirror; I hadn’t noticed how horrible I looked. Swelled black and blue eyes, a white patch over my nose and stitches in my lip. Both wrists wrapped, a bandage around my ribs with icy hot to keep the throbbing down. “Harry told me what happened.” Louis blurts out. “I could barely understand him because of him crying, he thought…..” Louis voice trailed off, “He thought you was dead. Well you kind of were.” “What?!” I try to yell but my voice isn’t quite the same right now.
“You bled out, this is awkward but where he was so physically rough on your small body, well it torn the inside of your uterus. When Harry held you and you were crying so hard, it caused it to tear completely. You bled so much is so short of time that, well, they had to drag Harry out of here. Paul could barely hold him back, he thought you were dying. They took you into surgery and stitched it up. Your fine now but you lost so much blood they thought you wasn’t going to make it.” Right now, all I want is to wrap up in Harry’s arms, kiss his perfect lips, and let him know that I love him. Flash backs start to reappear from the terrible things that happened yesterday. My heart starts to race, my breathing picks up quickly. The heart monitor wakes Harry. “Leigh, you need to calm down.” Louis says trying to make it okay, “Leigh!” Harry yells, he throws the blanket off and runs to the bed. “Baby, shhh, it’s all okay. I’m here, I’ll protect you. Nothing bad will ever happen to you, I swear. I love you.” Harry takes me in his arms, my heart slows to a steady pace, “Harry, I know it doesn’t seem this way but, you saved me.”
Harry looks at Louis, he gets up and leaves. It’s just me and Harry in my room now. Harry’s eyes won’t find my face. “How? It’s my fault this happened.” I take Harry’s face in my hands, trying not to hurt myself, everything aches with pain. “If you wouldn’t have come in when you did, I don’t know if I’d still be here. I don’t know what he would’ve done to me. Harry, you saved my life.” Harry eyes finally find mine. “Leigh, I can’t stand to see you like this. Knowing that I could’ve stopped it. I-“ “Harry. You did. Don’t you see? He could’ve almost killed me. You saved me. This isn’t your fault. I locked the door, like you told me too. He just got in.” Harry kisses my lips. I jump back in pain. “Uh.” I say quietly. “Your stitches. Leigh baby I’m sorry.” I softly kiss his lips, barely touching them. “Hold me.” Harry lies down; I position myself around him so I don’t hurt. Resting my hand on his chest, he slides a hand under my arm to keep pressure off my ribs as they heal.
There’s a knock at the door. “Hello, good to see your up. I’m Dr. Robinson. I’m in charge of your case. I’m terribly sorry about what happened. It broke my heart to hear about it. I’m very close to Harold here, it was difficult knowing the love of his life was my patient. Well, let’s look at you here. Harry if I can ask you to go outside.” Harry eyes froze on him. “Or not.” He whispered when he seen the look in Harry’s eyes. The doctor started at me. “Well, the bruising and swelling should go down in a couple of days. Your lip, well, it’s healing just fine. Maybe some scar tissues, but the stitches will dissolve on their own.”
He takes my right wrist first. “Seems your left was the one that was hurt the most. Your right, well it seems fine. Maybe some soreness but that will work itself out. So you don’t need this anymore.” The doctor takes the bandages and puts them aside. He takes my left hand, extremely sensitive. Harry, sitting behind me, watches my face for pain. I can hide it from the doctor but Harry, no. He knows when I hurt, he can tell. The doctor gently takes the bandage off, revealing a bruise, and swollen, crooked wrist. “Okay, well it looks worse than it’s supposed to; I’m going to put you in a brace. But, you might want to bite his arm or something, I need to readjust it and it’s going to hurt.” Harry pulls me closer; I bury my face into his neck. He was watching but now he’s looking down to my hand in his.
The doctor nods and Harry whispers, “I got you baby, you bite and scream as much as you need too.” Harry pauses, “Now.” He says to the doctor, he moves it quickly; I wince, jumping and holding Harry’s hand tightly. My mouth drops and lets out a scream. “Shh. Sweetheart.” Harry says rubbing my hand and my hair. I can feel the pulse in my wrist, the pain is unbearable. I lift up trying to get away, Harry holds me gently down. I feel the doctor wrap it and place the tight brace around it. “Done.” I breathe the pain out, not letting go of Harry’s hand but loosening my grip. “Now for your uterus.”
He tells Harry to stand, letting me lay down. He puts my legs on the sides of the bed “You’re going to feel a lot of pressure. When and if it hurts say.” I nod, this sends flash backs into my mind, Andy pressing my legs apart. I turn to Harry and he knows. He places his forehead on mine and starts to sing quietly. It calms me down immediately. There’s the pressure, it causes me to raise my hips off the bed, because of the uncomfortable feeling. “Ow.” I whisper, “Ow, Ow, ow, ow.” I say getting louder each time. He stops and the pressure goes away. I breathe heavily, it slows down and I relax. “Well, seems everything is okay for now. You two, no sex for at least two weeks, we don’t want you to tear again. And when you decide to, Harry be gentle.” Harry nods and then the doctor leaves.
We lay there in complete silence, Harry’s arm keeping the pressure off my ribs, the other brushing my hair out of my face. “Sleep love. You need it.” Harry softly kisses my forehead. I nod, relaxing into his body. Boom. Andy’s face, the terror, yelling Harry’s name, the pain. Harry saves me. I wake up in extreme pain, still in Harry’s arms, “Shh Leigh, careful. I know baby, I’m here, you’re safe.” He kept repeating himself as I cry into his chest.
