Loving Mr. Styles (One Direction(Harry) Fanfic).

Chapter 15

My lip was swelling up fast, I needed something cooler than this cloth. I wiped the tears from my eyes and walked out of the bathroom facing Harry.

"I'm so sorry, you gave me a fright." He said staring at my lip

"I need something cold. Can you check the freezer for ice."

"What will I say to the boys?"

"Don't even mention my lip, if you don't want to talk about the voices and shadows to them, I wouldn't say anything." I spoke with a hard tone to my voice. Harry reached to stroke my cheek as I flinched, he took a step back. "J-just go."

I grabbed some juice at the side of Harry's bed to wash the taste of blood out of my mouth, the cold of the juice created a stabbing pain on my wound.

--Harry--

I jogged over to the freezer and found a bag of frozen peas I grabbed them and headed back to Grace.

"Harry. Why do you need frozen peas?" Zayn questioned.

"Umm Grace has toothache." I felt my face go red why am I so bad at lying.

"Are you okay, it's just you seem a bit out of it?" He asked.

"Yeah." I quickly answered before walking into my room.

I handed Grace the peas. I could see that she had been crying. I felt so bad for what I had done, it was the voices and shadows I thought Grace's hand was one of them. What makes them appear? I have wondered ever since I was 15. I really did think they would never come back after the last time but I guess things aren't that simple. One thing is different this time though, the voices and shadows are new people, last time it was just one person - this time 3 or 4 different figures and voices surround me. It's the thing they say and possess me to do that scares me.

--Grace--

I sat beside Harry in silence, he was obviously thinking as his eyebrows were furrowed. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, I panicked as I knew it was one of the boys and I really didn't want them to see my lip. I was about to ask Harry to answer it but I was too late. Louis walked in. I held the peas up to my lip.

"Sorry to intrude I thought some paracetamol would come in handy for your toothache."

"Oh, thanks." I said taking the pain killers from Louis.

"Do you need to go to the dentist?" He asked.

"No. I'm sure it will pass, Harry will look after me." I said trying to get him to leave. After an awkward silence he left.

For the rest of the night there was no conversation between Harry and I. I tried falling asleep but I had too much on my mind. I know that he didn't mean to hurt me and I shouldn't be ignoring him but I just didn't know what to say to make things better. Another problem was how am I meant to hide my bruised, cut lip from the boys and most importantly the paparazzi. Here come another load of lies.

***

I woke up to Harry's face, I rubbed my eyes "What time is it?" I asked.

Harry looked to his wrist where his new watch was "7:30." Why were we up so early? "I've booked us a flight home, It's at 12:20 so we need to leave for the airport at 9. I'll help you pack if you'd like?"

A smile reached my face I couldn't explain how happy I was to be going home. "That would be good thanks. Did you manage to sleep?"

"I got up a couple of times but over all yeah, I managed to get a good seven hours." I found it cute that Harry would always keep track of time and would count up how many hours he'd slept for.

"What about the voices?" I felt uneasy asking this but I had to.

"I just have to keep busy." He said kissing my forehead and then walking over to my suitcase and began taking my clothes and folding them into my case.

"Do you mind if I wash first?" I asked, Harry shook his head in response.

I grabbed my towel off the arm chair that sat in the corner of our room, I always thought of it as a king's chair as it was red velvet with gold embellishment around the edges.

When I was in the bathroom I stared into the mirror. For a moment this morning I completely forgot about my lip, today it looked even worse, purple and swollen. I completely realise it was an accident and I wanted to forget about it. Harry isn't the type of person to hurt a girl.

I waited a while for the shower to warm up but it wouldn't. I stepped in anyway shivering at how cold it was.

That was the quickest shower I ever had, I jumped out and wrapped myself in my towel.

Back in our room I noticed my suitcase zipped up by the door. "Have you packed my whole case?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah, you might want to double check I've packed everything, I left some clothes out for the flight home." Harry pointed to a pile of clothes on the bed... What can I say, they were the clothes I would've picked for a flight, a pair of light blue jeggings, a long black and white striped top, a black jumper and a pair of white converse.

"That's perfect thank you." I went to kiss Harry but it hurt my lip too much. "No kisses today then!" I laughed.

"Sorry." He looked down to the floor.

"I know you didn't mean it. Accidents happen right?" I smiled taking his hand. He nodded unconvinced.

I dried my hair and tied it into a pony tail. I covered my lip with some concealer the best I could.

By the time last minute checks were done and we were both dressed and ready it was 9am. Liam came into our room "Ready to go?" he smiled. Harry and I nodded grabbing our cases as we all left the apartment.

"Sorry that I ruined the trip." Harry whispered.

"We'll just have to come back." I smiled holding his hand.

**

Touch down. It was so good to be back home although it was freezing. Harry dropped me off at my apartment. It took me a while to find my keys but after fumbling about in my bag for a minute they rattled and I pulled them out, waving Harry off.

My apartment was so cold and there was a pile of letters at my door. I opened one from work:

Miss Grace C Willerton,

We are extremely regretful to be delivering this letter but our business has gone into administration and we can no longer pay all our staff's wages. The store has had to close down with immediate action. 2 weeks notice pay should be in your bank account by the 28th December. If you have any questions feel free to contact us through your store manager, email or telephone. Once again we are extremely sorry.

Yours sincerely

MATT MACINTOSH.

I had to read the letter over and over, I've lost my job. How was I meant to pay for university and my apartment?

I moved onto the next letter.. this day kept getting better, my exam results. I'd already failed my last exam so I prayed that this time it would be a pass...

I'd failed the psychology exam but passed the basic childcare one.

I wasn't allowed to resit psychology as I've already failed before but I could continue with the childcare programme. At least I could babysit to get some money in but that wasn't going to be enough for my rent. Living in London was so expensive.

It was 11pm and I decided I'd deal with all this drama in the morning...

As soon as I switched my lamp off and lay my head down to sleep my phone vibrated.

"Harry: Can you please come round."