Goodnight and Go ✗ Harry Styles:

Savior

~ Alaina

I crashed on the sofa with Niall and Louis, only to be woken up by Harry's warm arms carrying me towards a darklit room on the left side of the mastersuite. I kept my eyes closed, figuring that If I opened up I wouldn't get to enjoy the feel of me being in his arms and It wouldn't have been fun If Harry knew I was awake all along.

He set me down on the California King Bed and brought the sheets and blankets up to my neck, dropping to the left side of the bed. "Are you awake, Alaina?" Harry's voice echoing in my eardrums loudly. "Good, because I have something really deep to talk about." He said as he fell to the other side of the bed, the bed rising and then falling once he landed.

"You know how you think I'm so spoiled breat?" Harry started, then took a deep breath for air. "I haven't always had it as easy as you think. When I was younger these kids picked on me, constantly about my hair and my personality. The girls practically hated me. The boys literally wanted to kill me. I felt the whole world turning against me, like I was just a lonely fish in the pond. I know there is no point in telling you this If you aren't awake, but I feel like I need to get this off my chest without someone shooting something smart back at me. You know when we were in the hospital and you were talking to your father hoping that he would just wake up? Well that was sort of how it was for me. I just wanted them to wake up and know that words destroy people. I just want them to wake up and realize that words hurt people. More than they could ever know. I know that I shouldn't care about what people think but I just do. I can't shake it..." I heard a pause and a few sniffs creating myself to feel 20x worst that he felt that way. I felt like I was dying a little bit when he opened up to me. I hated knowing that I couldn't have been for him, but at least I was here with him now and we were finally getting along.

"They made me feel stupid, worthless, and completely ugly. I hated feeling that way and the worst part is, I still feel that way sometimes." Harry revealed erratically, creating me to squirm in my fake sleep.

Uh-Oh. My jig was up.

""Alaina?" Harry inquired before reaching his hand out to touch my forearm. He didn't seem too angry that I heard everything that he said. But truthfully I didn't regret hearing any of it.

"Harry..." I uttered as I slowly opened my eyes trying to take in what he had just confessed. He use to feel alone like I feel all the time. He relates to what I'm going through. I couldn't believe it at all...The man that people worshipped all across the world felt insecure. 

Hmm...who would've guessed that?

"That was all a lie!" Harry defended as he scooted farther away.

"Not it wasn't!" I scoffed as I shoved his shoulders roughly, "Jerk!"

"Oh I'm the jerk?" Harry retorted as he reached over towards the bureau dresser, rummaging through his drawers until he found a can of silly string.

"Don't you dare!" I will kill you in your sleep, Styles!" I threatened as I snatched the can away from him so he couldn't spray me.

"I'm infinite! YOU CAN'T KILL ME!" Harry yelled as he climbed on top of me, pinning my arms above my head so I couldn't move in protest. My legs began to flail wildly, creating my knee to hit against the spot in between his legs.

"Oww!" He whined as he fell backwards, doubling over in pain.

"I'm so sorry!" I squealed as I brought my hands up to cup over my lips. "It was an accident!"

Harry groaned in response, then turned to me with an evil look in his eyes. "I can't believe you just did that!"

"I'm really really sorry! Do you want me to go get you something?" I suggested ditherly.

"Ice pack....please...and hurry..." Harry stuttered as he rolled over a few times to lessen the pain.

I hurried down the stairs and headed straight for the kitchen, removing about five blocks of ice from the ice box and tossing them in a plastic bag. Hopefully, this would be enough to please him. I didn't need any more tension between us.

"I'm back!" I shrieked as I entered the room handing Harry the icebag before sitting down next to him.

"Your crazy to still be here with me." Harry scoffed adamantly.

"Your crazy to still be talking to me after I wrecked your man buisness!" I tantalized.

Harry leaned over towards me and tickled my sides creating me to burst forth in laughter.  I hated when people tickled me, It always hurt my sides but when he was tickling me it was soft and playful, just the way I liked it.

I felt Harry release his hands off me once the door cracked open, Niall's head peaking through the crack, "Alaina, can you make me some more cookies?" He asked lightheartedly.

I felt a smile grow on my lips, the obvious answer showing on my face. "Of course, but as long as you can do me a favor first." I declared before nodding my head towards Harry.

"Harry, can Alaina and I talk alone for a second?" Niall catechised as he stalked into the room.

"Yeah, just be careful. She can be viscious." Harry forewarned as he walked right out of the door, turning the hallway to walk downstairs. Hmm, I wonder If he was pretending to leave....

"So, you and Harry huh?" Niall hinted, quirking his eyebrows at me.

"No!" I let out a few soft laughs as the thought bloomed in my mind again. Harry and I. I never thought it would happen but I couldn't help but be glad that it did. He showed me direction, he eased me slowly out of my great depression. He was my savior.

"There's no way that there's nothing going on between you too!" Niall shot back, outragingly.

"Okay, maybe there is something that is going on between us. But I don't know If it's both of us that feels it, He hasn't shown he likes me or anything..." I sighed as I twirled my hair around my finger, dreamily.

"Your the mystery girl aren't you?"

"That's me." I admitted as I tossed my head on Niall's shoulder, a smile flitting across my face.