Save You Tonight - One Direction

Good for Life

So I already messed up my upload schedule. Wow, I'm the worst. Sorry about that. Anyways, to make up for that, here's an upload that I worked really hard on! Thanks to Savannastyles for the help again (:

I also have some EXCITING news! I am going to be starting a new book! No, no, I won't be neglecting this story, but I really want to start a new one. (: It won't be exactly a story, but a book full of One Direction imagines! I will have two uploads every week, and they will be either short, one chapter stories, or an imagine similar to the ones you see on Tumblr. Let me know if you are excited about this as I am! Also, if you have any ideas or you want your name in an imagine, just inbox me or comment. (:

Hope you enjoy this update, and have a great day! xxx

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"Hey there pretty lady." A smile spreads across my face at the familiar voice. I turn around and my ears don't decieve me.

"Uncle Henry!" I exclaim, jumping into his arms for a big hug. "Well, this is a plesant surprise," I tell my favorite uncle of all time.

"I'm glad your here to see me, but-"

"I'm so happy to see you. Australia was so much fun, accept for the incident, but it's great to be back in the US. And in New York too! I can't wait for you to meet everyone-" My rambling got cut off by my Uncle's chuckles.

"Hold on kid, I come with news too. And I'm not sure you'll be too happy to hear about it either," He says with a serious face. My wide smile fades. "Your parents sent me here to watch over you. Since the incident in Australia, they've been really worried about you."

"Well they obviously didn't care enough to come themselves," I mutter.

"Hey, don't say that. They wanted to come themselves, but their too busy with work and everything. They love you, and because of that, they don't want you seeing Harry anymore."

My jaw drops at the news. They didn't send Uncle Henry here to protect me from dangers, but to forbid me from seeing Harry. So I was right about them not caring about me.

"They can't just do that. I mean, you don't actually agree with them, do you? 'Cause I know you, and you would never enforce something you disagreed with," I say accusingly, crossing my arms.

"Sorry, sweet cheeks. I've been watching the media, and I think it's for the best too," he says softly. "You can still tour with them. I'll just be with you. You can hang out with the other fellows, and you can see Harry during group hangouts and concerts."

"You can''t just tell me to stop seeing my boyfriend. Sure, we've had troubles, but Harry had no part of being the reason for my injuries," I defend. I don't see any relation between my relationship with my injuries.

"It was his friend who hurt you, wasn't it?"

"But it was also Harry to save me from all of it. My eating disorder, my broken body, everything."

"I'm sorry honey," Uncle Henry tries to hug me, but I dodge him and run out of Harry and my hotel room.

The week of getting out of the hospital, doctor's appointments, physical and regular therapy, and recovery all while traveling was extremely challenging. But One Direction, especially Harry, was there for me. They're the big reason why I've been recovering so quickly.

"Daniella, what's up?" Harry greets me with a kiss. If it were any other time, I would smile and prolong the kiss, but this was an emergency.

"My Uncle Henry's here-"

"Oh, cool. Where is he?" Harry says, genuinely interested to meet him.

"My parents sent him here saying that we can't see each other anymore," I interrupt him.