Save You (A Harry Styles Fanfic!)

Chapter 4!

Hey! So I haven't posted in like a month! I was on vacation! I'm back now though so here's chapter 4! Hope you all like it! Comment and vote :P

Christies POV---> BEEP BEEP BEEP

My alarm clock rang aloud in the morning.I shot out of bed excitingly and my heart started pounding. I. Am. Meeting. One Direction. TODAY!!! I can hardly believe it! This has to be the single most exciting day of my life! I wish Courtney was as happy as me. She has been very down lately... Shes even more closed than usual. I know something is up with her, but I don't want to ask her about it. She wouldn't tell me anyways. I still feel bad though, I don't like seeing her this upset. Maybe I will bring it up later, but for now, I need to focus on today. I just CAN'T wait! I am so excited right now, especially to meet Harry! He is my favorite out of all the boys. I just wan't to see those curls in person!

Courtneys POV---> BEEP BEEP BEEP

My alarm clock rang aloud in the morning. I just stayed in bed, ignoring its constant rings. If I could lie here forever, I would. I wish I could just sleep through the day, and no one would notice. I am the least bit excited about the events of today. I have to put up with five stuck up rich boys and one fan-girling Christie. Well this is going to be just great...not. 

I slowly rolled out of bed and brought myself to my feet. I sauntered over to the bathroom, but soon stopped when I saw the door was shut.

"Anthony!" I tried to yell, but I was so tired that I couldn't bring my voice to be loud. I weakly knocked on the door. "Hurry it up, I need to be ready by nine!." I said while still knocking. I need a lot of time to get ready, I am not trying to impress anyone, but looking presentable would make me feel a bit better about today. The door immediately swung wide open and Anthony stood there with a tooth brush in his mouth.

"Sorry Court! Didn't realise you were leaving so early! I'll just go to the other bathroom so you can have your space!" Anthony said cheerfully. He was such a morning person.

"We can share a bathroom silly!" I stated a little bit more happy. Anthony always seemed to bring up my mood, he is a real good brother. 

"Oh, Okay!" He exclaimed while turning back to the sink. I entered the bathroom and started to rummage through the cabinets to find a brush. I finally found it sitting right beside... the pocket knife. I quickly pushed the knife to the back of the cabinet before grabbing the brush. Anthony gave me a weird look, but just turned back to brushing his teeth.

I started untangling the knots in my hair one by one. It took me forever, it was very boring, and the awkward silence between me and Anthony didn't help. It was quite unusual for us to not speak. I didn't have anything on my mind to say to him though, so I just grabbed the curling iron. I was about half way done curling my long, blond hair when Anthony actually spoke up.

"Don't fall for any of them." Was all he said. His face was completely serious and I had no idea what he was talking about. Fall for who? I could see that Anthony sensed my confusion, so he explained him self more. "I know you're going to meet five attractive and famous boys today, just don't fall for one of them." Yeah, like that was ever going to happen. Spoiled rich kids are not really my type.

"Don't count on it." I replied to him.

"I mean it Courtney. You are pretty and nice, they will try to reel you in. Just don't fall for one of them and let them break your heart." He said while looking me in the eyes. Did he really say I was pretty. Me? Pretty? Noooooooo. I let slip a little laugh.

"Sure I am." I stated sarcastically. Anthony's face turned from serious, to angry. I finished my last curl and put down the curling iron. I crossed my arms at him and waited for him to talk, but he kept his mouth shut. "What?" I asked in confusion. He just slammed the hair brush he was holding down the the counter and stormed out. I could tell he was pissed, but why? I started to bite my nails like I always did when I got nervous. Did I do something wrong?

I was going to follow him, but decided to wait to give him time to cool down. I walked into my room and went over to my mirror. I started to apply make-up that really highlighted my dark hazel eyes. When I was finished, I slipped on the outfit I bought yesterday. Finally I was ready, and I still had five minutes to spare. 

I walked down the stairs to go find Anthony. He was perched up on the kitchen counter, his head in his hands.

"Whats up with you?" I asked him. He turned around and look me straight in the eyes. His eyes seemed to lack their usual cheerfulness.

"You don't get it do you?" He asked me. No, I did not get 'it', whatever 'it' was. 

"Get what?" I asked again.

"You are ALWAYS so down on yourself! I don't get it! Can you not see that you are pretty? You are CONSTANTLY downing yourself and I know it hurts you! It hurts me to! You are so f****** insecure and it angers me to no end!" Anthony yelled. Was he seriously getting mad at me for this? If anything I thought he would try to help! Why does my own insecurities even affect him?

"Are you really getting mad at me for this? It doesnt even affect you!" I half yelled at him.

"It does affect me Courtney! You don't believe anything nice that I ever say to you! It hurts to see someone you love be so broken!" He shouted. He stormed off and just left me standing there. I could feel a tear tremble down my cheek. I was never a strong person, I cry easily. I just never knew he cared so much. 

By now I heard the clock strike nine and a car horn outside of the door. Christie was here to take me to One Direction. Could this day get any worse?