My Saviour

Sophia’s P.O.V
“Eleanor!” Louis yelled, walking out of their dressing room.
“Yeah?” She turned round to see her fuming boyfriend. “What’s wrong?” She questioned.
“How dare you talk about Kylie like that? Don’t you remember how her and Harry met? She was in hospital for over a month! Those scars up her arms aren’t self-harm scars; they’re from where she was stabbed. She’s not messed up, she was abused terribly.” He shouted at her, scaring her.
“You heard that?” Eleanor said, taken aback.
“No, Kylie did. All of us have spent the last week trying to convince her that you’re nice girls and you won’t judge her but 5 seconds after meeting her, that’s exactly what you did. You better apologise to her. She didn’t deserve everything that’s happened to her, she’s a lovely girl and to have you bitching about her makes things even worse.”
“Why do you sound like you love her more than your own girlfriend?” Eleanor argued with him.
“Because she needs protecting, Eleanor. You don’t. She has someone looking to kill her, remember? She’s fragile, and it took her long enough to build up the courage to meet you two and then you go and ruin everything in the space of 5 minutes. Apologise to her, now.” Louis pointed towards the dressing room and Eleanor looked down, feeling bad. She’s not a horrible person, and neither am I, I guess our bitchiness just came out for a while then. I followed Louis and Eleanor back to the dressing room, feeling the need to apologise too.
Kylie’s P.O.V
I could hear Louis yelling at Eleanor and felt so bad. Gradually the yelling died down and then they all walked into the dressing room, making me stand up.
“I’m gonna go,” I said, going to walk off only to be pulled back by Harry’s hand on my wrist. “Get off of me!” I screamed at him, something clicking inside of me. That’s the way he used to get hold of me. “I’m so sorry,” I said, tears gathering in my eyes as Harry dropped my arm and moved as far away from me as he could. “I didn’t mean to scream at you, I’m so sorry.” I apologised, quickly fleeing the room and running down the corridor to where the interview will be held soon. I looked at my phone and saw there was only two minutes until it was meant to start. I wiped my eyes and walked into the room. “Hi, I’m Kylie Carter, the boys are running a bit late but they should be here soon.” I said, shaking hands with the interviewer.
“Who just screamed?” He questioned.
“I don’t know, I didn’t hear anything,” I lied, not wanting to give them a story to tell.
“Oh okay.” He sat down and then the boys entered, one by one, Harry being last. He looked at me and I could see the guilt in his eyes.
‘I’m sorry,’ he mouthed and I shook my head, trying to contain my tears.
‘It’s not your fault,’ I mouthed back as he took his place next to Liam. The interview went quite quickly and I thanked the interviewer and followed the boys out of the room. I went over to Harry and hugged him.
“I’m really sorry I screamed at you, something just clicked inside of me. That was how he used to pull me back, except a lot more forcefully, but it brought back some bad memories. I’m so sorry.” I said, kissing his cheek.
“It’s okay, I should have known better. I know not to pull you back except by your waist but I did it anyway. It was my fault.” He said and I nodded, kissing his lips this time.
“Kylie,” I heard Eleanor timidly say and stepped away from Harry, his arm on my waist. “I’m really sorry for bitching about you. I don’t know half of what you’ve been through and I’m sorry for judging you. Can we be friends?” She asked and I could feel everyone’s eyes on me.
“Sure,” I smiled, deciding to just forget about it. She smiled back and Sophia came over.
“I’m sorry too; I don’t know what came over me. I should have given you a chance before bitching about you behind your back.” She apologised.
“Forget about it, it happens to me a lot, I expected it.” I shrugged and she nodded.
“I’m sorry anyway.” She said, walking off back towards Liam.
“See, they don’t hate you.” Harry whispered and I laughed slightly.
“Nope, they just think I’m an overreacting diva, I bet.” I sighed, hiding in Harry’s chest again.
“C’mon Ky, give them a chance.” Harry said.
“I am giving them a chance.” I told him and he nodded.
“Anyway, get back to work missus,” he tapped my ass and I pulled away from him.
“I’ve got nothing else to do all day,” I stuck my tongue out at Harry.
“Go and play with Lux then, I’m sure she’ll enjoy it.” He said, kissing me once more and going back to rehearse as I went in the direction of the dressing room, walking in to see Lou and Lux sitting on the floor, along with Caroline and Brooklyn. Just in time for playtime obviously, I sat down on the floor with them.
-1 week later-
Everything has been better for the past week. I haven’t had any more calls from him. Eleanor and Sophia have included me where necessary, and I’ve spent so much time with Harry, which has made me very happy. Today is Harry’s day off, and instead of going out, we decided to stay in the hotel room and make the most of his day off, together. It’s not very nice weather at the moment either, so our decision to stay in is even more justified. We watched some films, cuddled up together on the couch, and spent some time kissing, before someone knocked on our door.
“We’re all going down for lunch; do you guys want to join us?” I heard Paul.
“No thanks mate, we’re good here.” Harry shouted back and he said okay before leaving. We decided to watch more TV and then there was a pounding on our door. “I said we were okay!” Harry shouted again. Not getting a response, just more pounding, he reluctantly got up to open the door.

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