DON'T HURT ME DADDY (Harry Styles)

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I don't feel very well.

My head feels fuzzy and my tummy is making a weird gurgling noise.

It hurts when it gurgles.

I bury my head under my pillow for a bit, but I come out cos I can't breathe.

Maybe that's good?

Nobody would care if I wasn't here anymore.

I wish I could stop crying, it's making my head worse.

I crawl to my door and open it slowly, hoping it doesn't creak.

I open it just enough to get through and crawl to the top of the stairs.

I can't see anyone.

I stand up, but I'm feeling dizzy and fall back down.

I'm really tired.

I crawl to the bathroom.

I lay down on the cold floor and close my eyes.

"BOY! GET UP! YOU LIKE SLEEPING ON THE FUCKING FLOOR WHEN YOU HAVE A NICE BED?"

It's not nice! It's uncomfortable, damp, and smelly!

"MAYBE YOU'D RATHER SLEEP ON THE FLOOR FROM NOW ON?"

I shrugged and closed my eyes again. Go away!

"ANSWER ME SHIT HEAD!"

He pulled me up by my t shirt and threw me against the bath.

My tummy hurts bad now.

He kneels in front of me, his face is so close. His breath stinks.

"YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!"  He spat in my face.

I can't help but gag at that, and I'm sick on my lap, just missing him.

"DIRTY BASTARD!" he slapped my face. It stings. I cry.

"GET THAT CLEANED UP NOW!"

He got up and went downstairs.

He scared me again. I wish he didn't.

All I want is a cuddle.

I scramble to the toilet and am sick again. It's not much, I've hardly eaten anything this week, most of it is water.

I fall to the floor. It went dark.

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"YOU DIDN'T CLEAN UP?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? DON'T YOU SPEAK ENGLISH? IDIOT!"

He dragged me to his room.

He's gonna kill me.

He threw me against his wardrobe. I hit my head. It hurts even more now! I cry again. He doesn't like that.

He's coming towards me.

He's holding a belt.

He looks so angry.

I try to hide from him.

"Don't hurt me Daddy!" I whisper.

I don't think he heard me.

The belt smacks across my face.

It goes black...

"Nooooooo!!!!!"

Lucy is woken up by Harry screaming in his sleep.

She rushes to his bedside and holds him. He's still asleep.

"Sshhh it's ok baby. Mumma is here. You're safe. Sshhh" she struggled to speak through her tears.

She dreaded to think what he'd been dreaming of.

"Noooo... don't hurt me Daddy!" He whimpered.

Lucy stroked his hair, as Harry's eyes slowly opened.

"Hey baby. It's ok. I'm here" she said calmly.

Harry grabbed hold of her top in his fist and burried his face in her chest, crying softly.

A nurse came in to do her early morning checks.

"Everything ok?" She asked.

"Bad dream." Lucy replied. "Could I sit on the sofa with him? He needs cuddles."

The nurse nodded, and smiled.

"Of course. You take him, I'll bring his IV over." She said as Lucy picked the tiny boy up.

She sat on the sofa and got them both comfortable, the nurse placing his IV stand next to them. She carried on with her checks, asking a few questions, before leaving them alone.

Harry was on her lap, cuddled up, with his thumb in his mouth, a blanket had been placed over him.

His temperature had gone down a bit, which was good.

Lucy gently rubbed her hand up and down his arm, soothing the poorly boy, who was falling back to sleep.

Two hours later, Liam arrived at Harry's room. He could see from outside the door that they were both asleep, so he entered quietly, so not to disturb them.

He walked to the sofa and looked down. It was an adorable sight, he got his phone out and took a photo, sure that Lucy wouldn't mind.

He sat on a nearby chair and got out a Teddy that he and the boys had bought for Harry, and put it on his bed.

Lucy opened her eyes, seeing Liam sitting there. She smiled.

"Hey love. How you both doing?" He asked.

"His temps gone down, but he had another nightmare, woke up screaming, that's why he's on my lap." She whispered.

Harry woke up, and saw Liam smiling at him.

"Dadda!" He croaked.

"Hi handsome. Want a Dadda hug?" Harry nodded and he was passed over carefully to Liam.

"Missed you Harry. We got you a present." Liam looked at Lucy, then to the bear, who got up and passed the bear to Liam.

"Here you go. This is from all of us." He said as he placed the bear in Harry's lap.

His little face lit up. He hugged it to his tummy and kissed it's nose.

"You like it?" Harry nodded. "What is it's name?" Harry shrugged.

"You get to choose. It's your bear."

Harry smiled and thought for a while. "Sunny!" He said.

"Sunny? Like the weather?" Harry nodded. "Lovely name!" Liam said, laughing.

They put Harry back in his bed, and sat down on the sofa.

"Are the boys ok?" Lucy asked, slightly worried and missing them.

"They're fine. Mum's making them brownies."

"Great. Save us some!" She laughed. Harry had drifted back to sleep.

Being this ill had really drained him of all his energy. Hopefully, it was helping his body to heal quicker, so he can get back to his family and home.

Hope everyone has had a good day?

All the love xxx