As I get out of the shower I feel a little better, my eyes isn't as swollen anymore and my muscles are a little more relaxed. Though I feel empty inside and my body feels tired. I dry myself and go out to the bedroom to open my suitcase and get some clothes on, the only clothes I own is in this bag. That is so weird. Two pair of jeans, a couple of T-shirts and one dress. I put on the only pair of clean underwear that I have left. I'm pulling a T-shirt over my head when Harry walks into the room. He stops and looks from me to my bag of clothes and back at me.

“What?” I say, a little too irritated. I regret my tone as I look up at his hurt face. “I'm sorry.” I say as I walk over to him and put my hands around his neck. I guess I'm feeling a little lost right now.

“Eleanor said she'd take you shopping right?” He say careful, trying not to irritate me more.

“Yeah, she wants to go now and I need some new underwear and maybe some other pants.” I sigh before I run my hands through his hair, as a way to say forgive me for my outburst. I can't believe I have no clothes.

“Here.” He hands me a black credit card. I look confused at him.

“What's this?” I look at the card but don't take it.

“My credit card. Use it to buy some new clothes.” He has such a sweet voice when he says it and I look up into his pleading green eyes.

“I can't take that.” I say honestly. I can't take his money, no way.

“Yes you can. Please! It's my fault that you don't have any clothes, please let me get you new ones.” He gives me his irresistible stare and I hate him for it. I know that I don't have the money to get much clothes at all, I need to save what little I have to get new furnitures for the apartment. I hesitate, it doesn't feel right to take his money.

“Don't over think it.” He say and put the card in my hand. I sigh with defeat and put the card in my pocket. I can buy a T-shirt with it or something. He smiles big at me before leaning down and kissing me. I was just getting out of breath when a knock interrupted us. Eleanor and Louis came through the front door.

“What are you two doing today?” I asked the guys when we were standing inside the door, realizing that I hadn't though about it earlier.

“We're going by your apartment.” Harry said reluctantly. I nodded, not wanting to know more. I honestly just wanted to forget about it all. I got depressed every time I thought about it.

“Are you ready?” Eleanor asked me with a smile, realizing that I didn't want to talk about it anymore. Plus that she loved to shop. I smiled back at her.

“She has my credit card, make her use it.” Harry said stern to Eleanor.

“Oh, well then. Will do!” She said smiling bigger, I could see the crazy in her eyes. Oh this was going to get ugly, she was going all out.

“Take Mike and Steve with you.” Louis said, meaning two of their bodyguards, as she dragged me out of the apartment. Did we really need bodyguards? It felt wired, I wasn't used to their lifestyle yet. But when I saw the paparazzi's outside of one of the stores I was grateful them.

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Harry's P.O.V.
I open the door to Sofia's apartment and stop right inside the door. It looked even worse that the photos implied. I had all the guys with me, they all volunteered to come, and they stepped inside the room.

“Holy hell!” Zayn said as they all stood behind me, seeing everything laying on the floor and those awful words written on the walls. I felt like a knife had been stabbed through my heart. How could someone do this to another person? I took a deep breath, shaking my head, as I took a few steps inside the room. It came a crunching sound under my feet as I walked across the floor. It really looked like a war zone in here.

“Okey, lets get to work.” Louis said, bringing out the bags we had with us.

“I want all this in a special bag.” I said pointing on some stuff on the floor. “And if you find anything that's not destroyed, put it in that.” I pointed to another bag. The guys spread out, me and Louis took the bedroom. I was so thankful that the guys wanted to help me with this, without me even asking. I didn't want Sofia to have to deal with it. She had been through enough.

After an hour of going through the books and other stuff on her floor I sat down on the broken bed, with my head in my hands. I can't believe this is happening. What if this is too much for her? What if she'll leave? I couldn't stand that thought. I would do anything for her.

“It will be alright.” Lou said as he put a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head.

“It's too much to handle.” I said looking down at my hands. She'll leave me.

“She's tough.” He said squeezing my shoulder before he continued looking through the clothes on the floor. I took out my phone, wanting to text her, but didn't want to intrude on their shopping day. I opened up twitter for the first time since it happened, I wasn't up for fans right now, but wanted to see what I was dealing with. I saw that all of the guys had tweeted about it.

Louis
I can't believe people. How can you hurt someone that we love? It's NOT okey!

Liam
We all love Sofia. Back off with your shit!

Zayn
<3 Sofia. She's family.

Niall
There's so much we can stand, but hurting family isn't one of those things. I'll cancel the whole tour if you don't back off!

Even Eleanore had written.

Eleanor
I can't believe people. How can someone do this? I'm very disappointed.

I feel a bit teary as I read their words. I'm so grateful that I have them and that they love Sofia almost as much as I do. I accidentally see some tweets from fans but the first few is awful so I close that down, putting my phone away. I start to put more stuff in the throw-away bag. I haven't found one thing that's not broken yet. It's very depressing.

“Well it wasn't a guy who did this.” Lou says after a while.

“How do you know that?” I ask confused.

“They would never do this to something this sexy.” He say, holding up a very sexy lace slip that I remember seeing Sofia in once. I feel my cheeks flush as I see the pictures of her in my head wearing that, but I feel my face turn pale as I see the burned and torn material. I just shake my head as he puts it in the bag.

“We need some food.” I say getting my phone to call to get some pizza delivered. They come after thirty minutes and we all take a break, sitting on the floors in the living room. We had to sweep away some broken glass before sitting down. The guys had worked good. Most of the books was gone, the crushed plats and cups was almost gone and Niall had tried to wash of the painted words from the walls, now is just looked like someone has been killed against the walls. But at least you couldn't see those words. Only the ones in the bedroom left, the one about me. God I hated myself for this.

“Thank you for doing this.” I said as I took a sip of my soda.

“Sure, man.” Zayn said.

“Of course, you don't need to thank us.” Liam said, sounding a little offended.

“We'd do anything for Sofia.” Niall said and the others agreed. I smiled at them, knowing that I would do the same, both for her and for them.

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We got a lot done today. Now it was more the cleaning part left, all her personal belongings was gone. I had gotten a cleaning company to come tomorrow to fix the rest and throw out the broken furniture. I had talked to her landlord and explained what had happened and promised that I would fix it. I also told her that Sofia wasn't coming back to live here, I wouldn't let her, and that as soon it was finished she could rent it out and, of course, keep the money that Sofia had prepaid. She was grateful and told me to pass along best wished to Sofia.

“They're in our apartment.” Lou said as we got out of the car. I longed to see her, I've had this knot in my stomach even since the first picture of her apartment was sent to me. It had gotten bigger today. I couldn't get over the fear I felt for her. I didn't want to loose her and I had the sinking feeling that I would.

The girls was seated on the couch when we got there, smiling. I felt a little lighter when I saw Sofia and knew that she was safe. She stood up when we got there and came over to give me a hug, she seemed unsettled. It made me nervous.

“Can I talk to you?” I asked, nodding toward their bedroom.

“Yeah sure, excuse us guys.” She said as we walked into the room, closing the door. I walked over to sit on the bed.

“You okey?” She asked sounding worried, still standing just inside the door. I just shook my head, feeling the tears prickle my eyes. I took a shaky breath and the first one fell. She walked over to sit beside me and took my hand to hold it in hers.

“What is it?” I could feel her eyes on me, but couldn't look at her right now, I closed my eyes.

“I'm sorry.” I breathed out. I could sense her confusion beside me.

“Why are you sorry?” She said with a sweet voice and I felt more tears fall down my cheeks. I ran my hand through my hair.

“Everything. This is all my fault.” I whispered. She put her hand softly on my jaw and pushed it so I was looking at her, seeing her hurt expression. I closed my eyes, feeling my heart breaking. I was hurting her even now.

“This is not your fault.” She said firm. “Stop blaming yourself for something that some crazy person has done.” She stroke my cheek softly. I looked up. She didn't blame me? How could she not?

“B-but it's my fans... I..” I started but she interrupted me with her thumb against my lips.

“Stop!” She looked a little angry at me. “This. Is. Not. Your. Fault.” She put her hands on each side of my head. “Okey?” She raised her eyebrows at me. She was so cute when she did that.

“I need to make it up to you somehow.” I said, looking down.

“Well, your credit card bill will do that.” She smiled when I looked up at her. “Eleanor got a little out of hand. You really should have sat a limit with her.” She say laughing a little.

“No, you're worth everything.” I take one of her hands from my cheek and kiss it.

“Thank god, because I found these amazing sneakers and they weren't cheep.” She said flushing a little.

“Good.” It felt good that I at least could do something. I looked down at our hands together.

“What is it? You can tell me.” She say seeing the uncertainty in me.

“I don't want to loose you.” I confess, not able to look at her, afraid of what I will see in her eyes.

“You're not going to. Hey..” She pushes my chin up when another tear fall down. “I'm here, I'm not going anywhere.” She looks sad at me. “I promise.” She leans in and lightly presses her lips against mine. I take a hold of her face and pulls her closer, deepening the kiss. Her words lingering, making me desperate.

We lay on their bed holding each other for a while. I feel myself calming down when I have her in my arms. It have been a couple of emotional days and everything and everyone is effecting me.

“So the shoes was expensive huh?” I say after a while, wanting to lighten the mood.

“Yeah. Oh god! I don't even want to know how much money we've spent today. I should return a couple of things.” She say embarrassed, laying on my chest.

“You're not returning anything. As long as you bought some nice underwear, I'm fine with it.” I say jokingly, smiling. She pop herself up on her elbow and look at me.

“I did.” She smiles sexy at me and my body responds. I feel my pulse getting faster just by the thought of her in her underwear.

“Can we go home now?” I ask and she jumps up, pulling me with her.

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