Saving the Hero (a One Direction fanfic)

Trauma

Chapter 10-Trauma

***Erin's point of view***

“You do know I was just playing around right? I’m sorry if I said anything to offend you, Erin. I can assure you I didn’t mean it,” Harry says, sitting down beside me.

“It was the comment about you saying I had no power against you,” I tell him and he looks at me curiously, in return I give him a small smile. A smile he knows that says further questioning was not allowed. That I’d rather not have to talk about it and he nods slightly, getting the message.

He chuckles then brushes a strand of my hair, tucking it behind my ear. “Just who are you, Erin Samuels?”

“Your damsel in distress,” I answer him then lean my cheek towards his palm by the side of my face. “But now you’re here I’m just a damsel feeling on top of the world.”

“I wish I could know this damsel more,” he says with a smile, putting down his arm and looks up at the stars.

“Hey Harold?”

“Why do you call me ‘Harold’? Why not ‘Hazza’ or ‘Haz’ like most people? Or Harry?” he asks and I shrug.

“I’ve always liked calling you Harold. To be honest I’m afraid to call you Haz because it seems so informal. I didn’t know if I was allowed to go there,” I answer him.

“You can call me whatever you wish,” he replies, still looking up.

“Fine then. Hey, Harold?” I say and he chuckles, looking at me now.

“Yeah?”

“Earlier on you told me to live the life I wanted and this is it. I’m enjoying this now and you and the boys gave me purpose to go on,” I start but pause, struggling with my words. I hold his gaze and try to get it all right.

It was hard because this was really personal for me and I’ve never been so good at opening up to people. But at the same time I wanted to explain to him that the life I had now was not something I would have another way. I wanted him to know that even if before, the life of simply just watching by was now gone and I was now living the dream just like they were. It was just a different dream. Now, I was able to help them, my saviors. I wanted him to know he already has done enough.

“Before, I lived to admire your life, to see how you were. It was the only reason I wanted to live-to watch you progress, to grow further in fame. But now that all this has happened and I’m here with you right now, I’ve found a better purpose than just to simply watch. You’ve helped me out of that rut. I can actually help you now and it’s the best feeling in the world to be honest. Just as you said, I should live the I want, follow my dream and I’ve never had one until now and now, it’s to help you get through this all and make sure you’re okay. I want to actually do something to help you be the hero to everyone than simply watching and hoping. So no matter how you put it, Haz, this is my life and it’s with you,” I finish. I bite my lip and look at him uncertainly. 

Harry just looks at me for a while, not saying anything. Then he smiles and kisses me on the cheek which causes me to blush furiously.

“So anyway, what about you?” I try to change the topic.

“What about me what?”

“Has anything been bothering you lately?” I ask.

“Oh yeah, I have this girl that stubbornly gave me the silent treatment and she annoys me a lot,” he jokes and I bump his shoulder playfully.

“C’mon, be serious,” I tell him as he chuckles and nods.

“Nightmares are still going on for me,” he tells me and my eyebrows furrow in worry.