One Direction's Big Break: The End

Chapter forty eight

Harrys POV

It had been about two weeks since lena and I had told Liam and he told us about the babies. Liam had finally released his new solo song, Strip That Down, and I was getting ready to drop my own and had already started filming my new movie, Dunkirk.

I truly enjoyed acting. I hoped I got to do more movies after this one. I talked to louis the other day, he's about to release a single of his own, and Nialls new song, Slow Hands, was doing great.

There was no more One Direction, and no more One Direction's baby sister.

As if lena was a baby anymore anyway. She'd grown up so much since I met her-we all had.

I was doing all of this thinking in Keira's bedroom, where I was trying to get her to go to sleep. It wasn't working.

If I couldn't get a six year old to sleep, how would I get a newborn to sleep?

"I can't sleep, Daddy." Keira said dramatically.

"Why not?" I asked her.

"Because then all the monsters will come." She said fearfully.

My heart ached. Our little girl had been having night terrors the last few weeks, and we didn't know why. But she would wake up crying almost every night at least twice, and now she was afraid to sleep.

"Maybe we can think of a way to keep them away." I said, though lena and I had already tried. Night lights, stuffed animals, even letting her sleep in our bed didn't help.

"We need some magic." Keira said, with a frown. I wanted to laugh. She was so adorable, and so certain that magic was the only fix to her problem.

"How about a magic song?" I asked.

"That could work!" She exclaimed.

"Mummy could write you one." I said.

"Mummy isn't magic." Keira said matter-of-factly.

"What? Who told you that? Mummy is the most magical person in the world!" I said.

"It's true." Lena said, entering the room. "What kind of magic does mummy need to do for my baby girl?"

"Daddy says you can write a magic song to keep the monsters away." Keira said.

"I think daddy has a very good idea there." Lena said.

She sat back and thought a moment. "Maybe you could just sing a magic lullaby someone else wrote tonight." I suggested.

Lena smiled. "Another good idea. You could help me pick one." She said, telling me she had no idea.

I didn't either.

"Frozen is magical." Keira said.

I smiled and started to shake my head-no way was I about to sing anything from that movie-but then lena beat me to it.

"The snow glows white on the mountain tonight. Not a footprint to be seen." She sang. "A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like...im the Queen."

Keira was smiling hugely. "The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside. Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried." Lena was glaring at me by now.

I sighed. "Don't let them in dont let them see, be the good girl you always have to be. Conceal don't feel, don't let them know." I sang.

Both of us: "well now they know!"

We were laughing as we went into the chorus. "Let it go! Let it go! Can't hold it back anymore! Let it go! Let it go! Turn away and slam the door!"

After singing the magic song to keira, she announced that she was ready for sleep.

We left her and went downstairs to watch tv. About three hours later, as we were also getting ready for bed, we heard a cry from Keira's room.

"Another one?" I asked, feeling sad. Poor baby.

"I'll go get her." Lena said, hurrying up the stairs.

Lena's POV

I ran up the stairs to my daughter. This was the first time Harry and I were actually awake for her, most of the time we had already gone to bed and she came and woke us up. I would always take her back to bed, and she would be so scared she couldn't bear to sleep. She'd start to shake by the time I even got her into her room.

"Keira!" I called. I sat down on her bed and pulled her into my lap, but she was totally freaking out. I felt bad. Was it always like this?

I turned on the light, still calling for her. "Keira, wake up baby. It's mummy." I said.

Except she wasn't asleep. At least, her eyes were open and terrified. "He's still in here mummy!" She screamed.

"He" was the monster that haunted her dreams every night. "There's no one in here, baby. It wasn't real." I said like I always did.

"No! Mummy he's real!" She insisted.

I grabbed ahold of both her hands in my own and was about to try again to calm her down, when something on her arms caught my attention.

My heart began to pound. Tears sprang into my eyes as my world began to crumble.

"Harry!" I screamed, as loud as I could.

And then without waiting I ran down the stairs to him, telling him we had to call the police.