Why do I love you? (Harry Styles fan fiction)

I'll take care of you

I wake up in the middle of the night panicked.I had a dream that Cara had died,my heart is ready to pound out of my chest,my eyes are blurry and sting.My cheeks are wet as I must have been crying in my sleep.

My eyes soon adjust to the darkness and I get up feeling around the wall for the light switch.

A soon as I flick the lights on,to my horror Cara is no where to be seen in the other room.

I hastily rush to open the door to the other room,no sign of Cara.

I race outside into the hallways and search them in the dimly,lit lights.

A few guards little the halls.

"Have you seen Cara?" I ask,panicked

"Good evening sir" A guard replies

"Shut up you idiot,where Cara?" I demand

"I don't know who Cara is sorry" He tells me

"Young,blond,beautiful girl,possibly passed you in the corridor,she was with Doctor Smith" I explain

"No sorry,haven't seen her" He replies

"Useless" I huff as I rush down the hallways asking various people whether they have seen her.

I soon come across Doctor Smiths room,I frantically knock and yell at his door,waiting impatiently for him to open it.

"I work with a bunch of idiots" I say to myself

"Open up you moron" I pound on the door

Nothing.

I listen with my head against the door,the dopey old git is snoring

"Wake up" I yell

I continue to pound the door as hard as I can

Finally it opens,with a very sleepy Doctor Smith staring back at me

"Mrs Styles how can I ....." He begins

He doesn't get a chance to finish his sentence as my hands are now tightly grasping onto his shirt collar,he looks at me in fear.

"Where is she?" I growl in his face

I can feel is body trembling under my grasp,before he speaks.

"She....., she" he stutters

"Yes?" I ask raising my eyebrow as I impatiently tap my foot

"In in ...l...you room" He replies

I nod and let go of him,gently pushing his glasses up which were currently resting on the very tip of his nose.

"Thank You" I reply before rushing out of his room.

I've never run this fast in my life,dodging and tarting round the people who little the hallways before I arrive at my room.

I gently turn the handle,careful not to wake her.

As I enter the room,relief washes over me as I see her sweet face laying comfortably on my bed.

It makes my heart flutter as I realise she is lying in my bed,which causes a smile to pull across my face.

I let out a breath as I take a seat next to my bed.

She looks so comfortable,so at peace.

It gives me peace of mind to watch her sleep.If I couldn't sleep I used to unlock her cell and watch her,I could then have a good nights sleep.

I watch in amusement as her chest rises and falls.I watch as she stirs in her sleep.

It's horrible to see her this way,various tubes connected to her,fluids and food being pumped into her.

I watch the heart monitor and it gives me comfort to see her heart beat is smooth and steady.

I can't help it I have to have reassurance.

It makes my heart flutter as I realise she is wearing one of my tops.Her body looks so small in it,reaching just above her knees.It's my favourite top but I'm happy she's wearing it.

The crisp,clean smell of vanilla fills the room as the bed sheets must have been freshly cleaned for her to lay in them.

I shuffle over to her bed and lift her top ,revealing a red raised scar on her lower abdomen.I gently pull the top back down to cover her again.

She moans in her sleep causing my hand to pull away from her.

I take a seat next to her and watch her in fascination.

I feel tired again and grab a spare duvet and pillow from my wardrobe,carefully shutting them so I don't wake her.

I plot up next to her bed.I take one last look at her,before putting my head down onto the pillow and drifting off myself.

I wake up countless times in the night if I hear movement or noise,just to check that she's okay.

As light creeps through the crack in the curtain,I squint my eyes.

I yawn before forcing my self to close the gap in the curtain.I smile at Cara as she smiles in her sleep.

I take a stroll through the garden to clear my head.I never realise how beautiful my garden really is.The flowers and all the colours they hold,the water fountains,the birds.everything.The smell of the crisp clear air.

I pick one of the roses and let the scent fill my nostrils.I wonder around in my apple orchard for a while,admiring the beauty of the old tree.

I decide to take a leisurely walk back to my room,on the way grabbing a jug from the kitchen and filling it with water.

I cut the thorns off the rose and put it in the jug.I place the jug on my bet side table,next to Cara.

I kiss her on the forehead and decide to draw her curtains and the the light spill into the room.

The sun shines on her face,highlighting her beauty perfectly.

Every day for the past week I stay in her room at night,laying on the floor next to her.I place a fresh flower in her jug everyday and make sure I water it

She doesn't seem to wake and I'm getting more and more worried about her.She looks fine,I mean she couldn't look anything less than beautiful.

As the days tick by I sit,wait and watch her with great care.