Memories or Nightmares?
You Don't Know You're Beautiful
Delilah POV:
It's been a couple days since her fall and she's up and moving again. Harry was keeping a very watchful eye on her and so was I. He made her breakfast every morning and wouldn't leave her until she finished it, so he is doing his part.... But I still can't believe he did that to her. And she kept it from me... Why?
"Come on, princess. Just one more bite." He urged her. She shook her head and averted his gaze.
"No, I can't..." I looked at Harry with cautious eyes, hoping he wouldn't snap.
He sighed, "Please. For me." He took the fork and put it in front of her mouth. She looked at it hesitantly.. but then took it. Harry smiled and kissed her on the nose.
"See? Not so bad was it?" He asked.
She smiled weakly, "No, I guess not." Harry looked over to me.
"Hey, Delilah. Could you do me a favor and watch over her while Niall and I go to rehearsal? It would mean the world to me." His puppy dog eyes went into my heart like daggers. I was now always weary when Harry was around... Now that I knew part of the truth, I couldn't keep an eye off of him.
"Yeah, sure thing. You two have fun." My smile was incredibly fake, but he didn't know that. He grabbed his car keys and yelled, "Okay! See ya! Love you, Dani!"
She looked up and weakly smiled again, "Love you, too! Be safe!"
In my mind, I couldn't really comprehend their relationship. I mean, it didn't make sense to me. If he kept mentally abusing her... Why did she stay this whole time? And is this just an act?
I smiled warmly at her and asked, "Well, what do you want to do today?"
She contemplated for a second and said, "Anything that gets me out of these walls. But can you do me a favor first?"
"Sure, hun. Anything. What is it?"
She looked over at the trash can, "The trash needs to be taken out and I guess Harry forgot about it. Can you handle that for me?"
I took the trash bag into my hand, "Already got it." I put it over my shoulder and walked outside.
"Ugh, this stuff really stinks. I don't blame her for not wanting to do it." I thought while heaving the heavy bag into the garbage tin. I dusted off my hands with an accomplished look on my face. "Not bad for a girl like me, huh?" I turned around and looked at their beautiful flat. They really do have a nice one... I wonder if Niall and I will ever buy a flat together? I meandered through my thoughts as I walked back up the driveway and into the front door.
When I got back inside, Dani wasn't sitting at the kitchen table like she was a minute ago. Hm, where could she have gone? "Dani? Dani? Where are you?" I asked while searching throughout the house. Right as I was about to shout for her again, I heard vomiting noises coming from the bathroom upstairs. I ran up the steps as fast as I could and tried to open the door. It was locked. Dammit, Dani! "Dani, you have to open up, sweetie!" I struggled and shook the knob once more, "Please, Dani! Open up!" She wasn't answering and I sighed with annoyance; running stressed fingers through my hair.
There has to be a spare key somewhere. I looked under the vase that sat randomly in the corner. Nope. I looked up and around until I saw a shiny piece of metal laying on the corner of where the two door frames met. Gotcha. I climbed up on my tip toes and barely reached it. Forcefully, I jammed the key into the lock and opened the door. The first thing I saw was Dani, dubbed over the toilet with her head resting on her arm.
"Dani." I sat down next to her on the ground and looked at her with deep concern, "Why didn't you tell me?"
She sighed and coughed as I saw her tear soaked face (probably from the intense vomiting), "Because I thought that you would think that I was over reacting." She looked down in disappointment and I turned her face gently so she was looking at me again.
"Hun, I would never think that. Only because it came from you. You are my best friend, you know that?" I smiled as I stroked a piece of hair out of her face, "I will never think that you 'over-reacted' when it comes to something like this. This is serious. Why, though. Why are you doing it?" she looked away from me which made me ask, "Is is because Harry didn't like the way you looked?"
She looked back at me again and her eyes grew wide, "H-How did you know?"
"Love, I know everything. And also, I inadvertently over heard your conversation the other night. I know I should've said something but... I felt that you would tell me when you were ready. And now, here we are." I sat her up and got a towel so she could wipe off her face and everything. "Dani ." I said.
"Yeah?" She asked, still wiping her face.
"Do I need to sing the song?"
"What song?" she looked at me confused.
"Oh, oh, oh. You don't know you're beautiful." I sang and she laughed.
Her face turned serious again, "I wish I wouldn't see a flaw full monster when I looked in the mirror. That's all I see, Delilah. Flaws and imperfections."
"I know, hun, I know." I took her into my arms and embraced her until her tears stopped falling.
Harry POV:
I hope she's okay... I can't get her out of my mind. I've sent Delilah a thousand texts and she hasn't responded back yet.
"You okay, mate?" Lou asked me.
I looked at him flustered, "What? Uh, yeah. Just checking up on Dani." All the boys knew that Dani fainted... But I was the only one who knew about her actual condition.
He put a reassuring hand on my shoulder, "She'll be fine. You said she's walking around and hydrating, didn't ya?"
"Yeah." I said, still checking my phone. Lou then took it out of my hand and shoved it down his pants. Dammit, Lou.
"What did I say? Don't worry about it. We need 100% focus right now."
I looked at him with stern eyes, "Don't even think for a minute that I won't attempt to reach down and get that."
Lou rolled his eyes and grudgingly said, "Fine. But keep it off until the end of practice, okay?" He took out my phone and turned it off before I was able to send Delilah another text. He then shoved it in his pocket.
"What the hell, mate?" I asked, my voice getting a couple octaves higher.
He mischievously smirked, "I'm sorry, but we have to be on stage. Oh, well." He shrugged his shoulders and joined the other boys. I let out an irritated sigh as I slowly walked back onto the stage.
It's been a couple days since her fall and she's up and moving again. Harry was keeping a very watchful eye on her and so was I. He made her breakfast every morning and wouldn't leave her until she finished it, so he is doing his part.... But I still can't believe he did that to her. And she kept it from me... Why?
"Come on, princess. Just one more bite." He urged her. She shook her head and averted his gaze.
"No, I can't..." I looked at Harry with cautious eyes, hoping he wouldn't snap.
He sighed, "Please. For me." He took the fork and put it in front of her mouth. She looked at it hesitantly.. but then took it. Harry smiled and kissed her on the nose.
"See? Not so bad was it?" He asked.
She smiled weakly, "No, I guess not." Harry looked over to me.
"Hey, Delilah. Could you do me a favor and watch over her while Niall and I go to rehearsal? It would mean the world to me." His puppy dog eyes went into my heart like daggers. I was now always weary when Harry was around... Now that I knew part of the truth, I couldn't keep an eye off of him.
"Yeah, sure thing. You two have fun." My smile was incredibly fake, but he didn't know that. He grabbed his car keys and yelled, "Okay! See ya! Love you, Dani!"
She looked up and weakly smiled again, "Love you, too! Be safe!"
In my mind, I couldn't really comprehend their relationship. I mean, it didn't make sense to me. If he kept mentally abusing her... Why did she stay this whole time? And is this just an act?
I smiled warmly at her and asked, "Well, what do you want to do today?"
She contemplated for a second and said, "Anything that gets me out of these walls. But can you do me a favor first?"
"Sure, hun. Anything. What is it?"
She looked over at the trash can, "The trash needs to be taken out and I guess Harry forgot about it. Can you handle that for me?"
I took the trash bag into my hand, "Already got it." I put it over my shoulder and walked outside.
"Ugh, this stuff really stinks. I don't blame her for not wanting to do it." I thought while heaving the heavy bag into the garbage tin. I dusted off my hands with an accomplished look on my face. "Not bad for a girl like me, huh?" I turned around and looked at their beautiful flat. They really do have a nice one... I wonder if Niall and I will ever buy a flat together? I meandered through my thoughts as I walked back up the driveway and into the front door.
When I got back inside, Dani wasn't sitting at the kitchen table like she was a minute ago. Hm, where could she have gone? "Dani? Dani? Where are you?" I asked while searching throughout the house. Right as I was about to shout for her again, I heard vomiting noises coming from the bathroom upstairs. I ran up the steps as fast as I could and tried to open the door. It was locked. Dammit, Dani! "Dani, you have to open up, sweetie!" I struggled and shook the knob once more, "Please, Dani! Open up!" She wasn't answering and I sighed with annoyance; running stressed fingers through my hair.
There has to be a spare key somewhere. I looked under the vase that sat randomly in the corner. Nope. I looked up and around until I saw a shiny piece of metal laying on the corner of where the two door frames met. Gotcha. I climbed up on my tip toes and barely reached it. Forcefully, I jammed the key into the lock and opened the door. The first thing I saw was Dani, dubbed over the toilet with her head resting on her arm.
"Dani." I sat down next to her on the ground and looked at her with deep concern, "Why didn't you tell me?"
She sighed and coughed as I saw her tear soaked face (probably from the intense vomiting), "Because I thought that you would think that I was over reacting." She looked down in disappointment and I turned her face gently so she was looking at me again.
"Hun, I would never think that. Only because it came from you. You are my best friend, you know that?" I smiled as I stroked a piece of hair out of her face, "I will never think that you 'over-reacted' when it comes to something like this. This is serious. Why, though. Why are you doing it?" she looked away from me which made me ask, "Is is because Harry didn't like the way you looked?"
She looked back at me again and her eyes grew wide, "H-How did you know?"
"Love, I know everything. And also, I inadvertently over heard your conversation the other night. I know I should've said something but... I felt that you would tell me when you were ready. And now, here we are." I sat her up and got a towel so she could wipe off her face and everything. "Dani ." I said.
"Yeah?" She asked, still wiping her face.
"Do I need to sing the song?"
"What song?" she looked at me confused.
"Oh, oh, oh. You don't know you're beautiful." I sang and she laughed.
Her face turned serious again, "I wish I wouldn't see a flaw full monster when I looked in the mirror. That's all I see, Delilah. Flaws and imperfections."
"I know, hun, I know." I took her into my arms and embraced her until her tears stopped falling.
Harry POV:
I hope she's okay... I can't get her out of my mind. I've sent Delilah a thousand texts and she hasn't responded back yet.
"You okay, mate?" Lou asked me.
I looked at him flustered, "What? Uh, yeah. Just checking up on Dani." All the boys knew that Dani fainted... But I was the only one who knew about her actual condition.
He put a reassuring hand on my shoulder, "She'll be fine. You said she's walking around and hydrating, didn't ya?"
"Yeah." I said, still checking my phone. Lou then took it out of my hand and shoved it down his pants. Dammit, Lou.
"What did I say? Don't worry about it. We need 100% focus right now."
I looked at him with stern eyes, "Don't even think for a minute that I won't attempt to reach down and get that."
Lou rolled his eyes and grudgingly said, "Fine. But keep it off until the end of practice, okay?" He took out my phone and turned it off before I was able to send Delilah another text. He then shoved it in his pocket.
"What the hell, mate?" I asked, my voice getting a couple octaves higher.
He mischievously smirked, "I'm sorry, but we have to be on stage. Oh, well." He shrugged his shoulders and joined the other boys. I let out an irritated sigh as I slowly walked back onto the stage.
Notes
Hey guys, It's Kayla :) Kennedy has been really busy lately, so I made this little "filler" chapter so you guys wouldn't get to antsy ;)Did you like my nonchalant Larry moment?
Hope you liked it <3
-Kayla-
one more month and then it's gonna be a year since u haven't updated :(
12/29/14