The Stylist. || Harry Styles *On Hold*

Chapter 22.- Migraines.

Belle's P.O.V.

I wake up gasping. I keep having the nightmare about Harry.. I hate it. Harry is softly snoring next to me with Niamh on his chest. I sit up, it's still dark outside but I decide to go outside, I get my phone from the nightstand. When I make my way out I look at the time, 01.00 am. Damn. I walk onto the beach and sit down, I'm wearing Mickey Mouse PJ shorts and a 5SOS T-shirt. I may be a mother, but I do love my Disney characters. I see a few couples walking along the shore, every 20 metres there is a lantern, so I can still see a lot of the beach. I like it here, it's nice and quiet. I'd love to live somewhere similar to this, with Niamh and Harry one day.

I decide to send a text to Preston to ask how Snow is doing. Preston knew how busy I was with Niamh and Harry so a week ago he decide to take care of Snow for me. Preston went home because of the tour postponing and he took Snow, Hatchi and Loki with him.

'Hey Pres, how's Snowy doing? I don't know how late it's over there so sorry if it's early in the morning or late at night ;/ Belle. :)'

''It's like I've been awakened, every rule I had you breaking.. It's the risk that I'm taking.. I aint never gonna shut you out, everywhere I'm looking now, I'm surrounded by your embrace, Baby I can see your halo, you know you're my saving grace. You're everything I need and more, It's written all over your face, Baby I can feel your halo, pray it won't fade away...'' I sing softly.

''What are you doing out here Belle?'' I hear a familiar voice ask. I turn around to look at Harry as he yawns and scratches the back of his head. He didn't even bother wearing a shirt. ''I couldn't sleep.'' I say softly. He nods and sits down next to me. He wraps his arms around me and puts me inbetween his legs. I lean against his chest. ''What keeps you awake?'' he asks his lips are against my hair as he talks. Your Accident. ''Nothing..'' I mumble. ''You can tell me Belle. It's okay.'' I don't know wh ybut I start to cry really hard. ''Hey, shhh.'' he says and strokes my hair. ''I keep having flashbacks of your accident.. And it just, it.. it makes me scared I think.'' I say softly as I take his hand in mine.

He kisses my cheeks, ''Let's make a deal. Everytime you get a flashback you come to me. Promise?'' I nod and turn to look at him. ''I love you so much.'' I say and close my eyes, the tears stop flowing after a while. ''are you coming to bed with me?'' I answer with a yes and stand up, he does also and takes my hand.

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We are all on the beach again. The boys took Niamh and Lux for a little walk. Samantha fell asleep and Eleanor and I are doing girl stuff. ''Can I lend your nail polishes?'' Eleanor asks when I zip my makeup bag filled with nail polishes closed. I throw it on her towel which is across from mine. The boys come back and Liam smiles at Sam. She's laying on her stomach, her arms crossed with her head resting on her arms. Liam bends through his knees and leans over her.

''Li, let her rest.'' Eleanor giggles. Louis is sitting on her towel now, while she paints her nails. Liam just ignores her and kisses Sam on her cheek, then her forehead, arm, shoulder and on her cheek again. She groans and moves around, but Liam shushes her. ''She warned ya.'' Louis says. Harry is making snow castles with Lux and Niamh. I have a head ache again.

I watch them as they play in the sand. Niall lays down next to me on his towel with a bag of crisps. I lay on my stomach like sam and turn to look at him. ''Want some Belly?'' He asks. ''No thanks Ni, I have a head ache.'' He pouts at me as if he has a head ache. And pulls at my arm taking my hand in his cold one. ''Do I have to put my hand on you forehead?'' ''Please.'' I close my eyes when he does, it's a nice feeling the cold hand on my forehead.

After a few minutes his hand is warm and he takes my hand in his. I keep my eyes closed and drift off to sleep.

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I wake up, and immediately feel a different surface. My head is still pounding. I open my eyes and see that I'm in the living room. I look up, just as Harry stares down at me. A pillow is on his lap an my head is resting on the pillow. ''Hey bab, how are you?" he whispers. ''My head hurts.'' I mumble and nuzzle my face in the pillow. I hear a Barbie movie is playing, I'm not facing the tv. Probably for  Niamh and Lux. ''Belle, do you need anything?'' Samantha's sweet voice asks me. ''No, thanks for asking Sammy.'' I answer softly. 

Harry looks down at me concerned. My eyes get tired and I close them, I still feel Harry's eyes on me. ''We're going upstairs.'' he says after a few minutes of watching me. He lifts me up and Niall hands me the pillow I was laying on. ''Thanks.'' I say. He walks upstairs and lays me down in our bed. Well technically not ours but yeah you get what I mean.

''Belle. What's going on with you?'' he asks as soon as he has closed the curtains and shut the lights off. He lays down on the bed on his side facing me. ''What do you mean?'' I ask him, I start feeling nauseous. I groan and nuzzle my face in the croak of his neck. ''You're sick almost every week. You definitely have head aches at least twice a week. I'm worried about you Belle.''

''You don't have to worry, when I was younger I used to have migraines at least twice a week, I think they are just coming back.'' I say. ''Can we like do something about it?'' He asks. ''Don't think so.'' I mumble closing my eyes.

''Can I go to sleep now?'' I ask him softly. ''Sure babe.'' he says and strokes my hair with his left hand and he rubs my arm with his right. ''Love you.'' he says.

Samantha's P.O.V.

Liam and I are shopping on the boulevard. ''Li that would look so good on you!'' I say pointing to a pair of jeans. ''I think they would be thight don't ya?'' he asks me. I shrug, ''Maybe they would look sexy when they're so thight..'' I mumble. He chuckles. ''Liam when will we tell everyone?'' I ask him. He kisses my forehead, ''Soon Love.''

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It's short im sorry. :(