She ~ Harry styles fan fiction

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"Can I get you water?" I ask Harry as he's leaning over the toilet throwing up. I've seen him drink so much but he's never gotten sick. He must have been extremely drunk.

"No....I'm fine." He sits up and I rub his back. "Sorry this is disgusting." He says while flushing the throw up down the toilet.

"Harry I have a younger brother who's had the stomach flu, food poisoning and all of the above." I assure him. He stands up and walks over to his bed and I follow him. He curls up in a ball and hold his stomach. "Harry sit up." I instruct him and he listens. He rests his head and I grab a damp rag from the bathroom to put on his head. "What's good for hangovers?" I ask him.

"More alcohol." He says and I laugh. "It's true! It only helps temporarily." He adds.

"I'll go make you tea ." I kiss his forehead and walk downstairs. I grab some advil from under the kitchen sink and start to make the tea. It's weird to see Harry like this, I think it's bothering him that I'm taking care of him. I walk up the stairs carefully and hand him his tea and Advil.

"Thanks." He says. I get back into bed and rest my head on the pillow. It's still pretty early but Harry woke me up when he got out of bed. "You can go back to sleep. I'm sorry for waking you." he says and I assure him that's it's fine.

"Did we shower together last night?"He asks and I sit up.

"You don't remember?" I say confused.

"Bella I was so drunk. I've never been that drunk before and you know how much I drink." He says. I guess he's right.

"Why did you get so drunk?" I ask.

"Well I was at Ashton's all day with members of Savage and I couldn't handle listening to them sober. So I kept drinking and didn't stop." He says while running his hands through his hair. "Then I fought Ashton and drank even more."

"That's bad Harry you probably got alcohol poisoning." I say as if he doesn't know that.

"It's fine Bella. Go to sleep." He takes a sip of the tea and I turn to face the other side and close my eyes.

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Ashton holds peter by his shirt.

"Harry! You said you wouldn't let anything happen to him." I scream and struggle to move. My hands and feet aren't tied but I can't move.

"I said a lot of things Bella." Harry says while walking towards me. "You were stupid enough to believe me." He says while grabbing my chin.

I look over to Ashton who's laughing as my baby brother struggles in his grasp.

"Please kill me!" I beg. "He's just a kid!" I scream.

"You heard her." Ashton says and drop peter and holds a gun to my head.

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I jolt awake with a pain in my chest as if that dream was real. I look at Harry who is fast asleep. It's eleven o'clock so we should probably get up. My hands are still shaking after that nightmare.

"Harry" I shake him awake. "Harry" I continue to try to wake him and he slowly opens his eyes.

"yeah... are you okay?" He sits up and rubs his eyes.

"Yeah...I had a nightmare. And we should probably get up it's almost noon." I say skipping the fact that I had this nightmare again.

"What happened in your dream?" He asks scooting closer to me. He's so warm.

"umm... you and Ashton we're threatening to hurt Peter." I say and he runs his hands through.

"You know I would never do that." He says and I nod.

"I know, it was only a dream." I say assuring him.

"I can't say much for Ashton." He says and I agree.

"Yeah. I hate him." I say leaning into Harry.

"Yeah me too. Let go eat breakfast or lunch I guess." He says while getting out of bed.

"How do you feel?" I ask him.

"A lot better. Thanks." I smile. I'm glad he isn't sick. I hated seeing him like that.

We spend the morning making breakfast and talking about Peter. When I have dreams like that it helps to talk about when I would spend time with Peter so I remember the good things . I don't know if this makes Harry uncomfortable when I talk about my life before all of this. Maybe he feel guilty or something.

"Niall and Crystal get back tonight." He says and I look at him with my eyebrows furrowed.

"The wedding was what two days ago?" I ask. "I thought honeymoons were like a week long." I say.

"You don't really get vacations when your in a gang." Harry laughs.

"Oh right. I feel bad for Crystal." Harry nods.

"She knows who she married. She's used to it." He says. I guess he's right but I still feel sorry for her. "At least you'll get to see her tonight." Harry adds. "We're going out to a club.

Great.