Safe heaven

Harry's P.O.V.

"I can see why you guys are always late!" Erica say frustrated. To be honest I find it cute.

"All I asked was for them to be ready by two it's now what two thirty?!" She says looking at her phone. Me and Louis and Liam chuckle sitting in the back of the van.

"At least Liam knows how to listen!" She says with a smile.

"You can always count on me love!" He says with a smile.

"He has always been the good one I'd say." I say with a smirk.

After another ten minutes you can see Zayn and Niall walking toward the van.

"Wow! Nice of you to join us!" Erica says a bit angry.

"Sorry love!" Zayn says climbing in.

"It won't happen again!" Niall adds.

"Good!" She says sitting back down buckling her seat belt.

The ride to the office was short.

"Go!" Erica said rushing us out of the van and into the building. She is really taking this job serious.

"Well good job Erica! You got them here exactly on time!" Simon says as we walk into his office.

"Thank you, now if you would excuse me." She said sweetly before exiting.

The meeting was really boring. I find myself on my phone texting Erica.

"Who on earth are you texting?!" Lou leans over and whispers to me.

"Wait don't tell me I already know!" He says leaning back over. I just grin at him. After awhile Erica stops answering me telling me that I should be paying attention to what Simon is saying, so I do as I'm told.

"So boys the movie will start filming right away as soon as the tour starts." We all nod in understanding. He continues talking more and more about the movie and tour. Finally after what feels like hours we get to leave.

We all rush out of his office saying our goodbyes and meet Erica back at the waiting area by the front desk. She sees us and smiles, but it want really a smile you could tell something was wrong.

"You okay love?" Liam is the first to ask.

"Yea I'm fine." The words come from her mouth and she smiles the others seem to believe her but I could tell she was lying. I decided not to press the subject until we were alone.

The whole day she seemed off. We all just joked around all day and she just seemed quiet and distant. We were at Nandos and she excused herself to go to the bathroom. I took the opportunity to talk to her.

"Erica wait." I say grabbing her hand. She turned around and looked me in the eyes. She looked hurt. I saw her bottom lip quiver a little bit before she walked into the women's restroom. I patiently waited for her to come out. After about five minutes she emerged from the room. Her nose a little red along with her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked a bit worried. She just shook her head.

"Later." She said quietly before taking my hand and walking back to the table to join the others.

As we sat back down everyone was eating. Louis gave me a worried look and I just surged my shoulders.

When everyone was just about done eating I noticed that Erica had barely touched he food. Everyone seemed to be in there own little conversation and Erica was just starring blankly at her plate.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and see that it is Lou.

Boo-bear: she must have seen twitter.

Harry: what are you talking about?!

I send the message quickly then open up twitter. My jaw nearly drops when I see countless tweets all bashing Erica. There were only a few fans who genially had nice things to say. But now it all makes sense to me. I shake my head reading some of these.

'Shes only with him because of the fame'

'I mean why would Harry want to date someone so ugly'

'Harry must be blind if he is dating someone like her'

'She to fat for him'

I quickly close out twitter in disgust. How can people be so quick to judge. .

We walk up to our apartments together. As we get to our door Erica let's go of my hand.

"Can I just have some time alone?" She says in a whisper. I nod and press a kiss to her head. I watch as she slowly opens the door and disappears into her apartment.

Erica's P.O.V.

I don't know why I feel like this. I usually don't care about other peoples opinions. But here I am laying in my bed crying like a baby. I just don't get why people need to bring others down to make them feel better about them self.

I sluggishly get up and walk myself into the bathroom. I flick on the lights and stare into the mirror. I don't know who I'm more disgusted with those girls or myself.

"Your so pathetic! You're really crying over a couple comments people said to you!" I say to myself. And it just wasn't a couple comment more like a couple thousand. I know I should of forced myself to read about everyone of them. I mean am I really that ugly or fat? I mean modeling agencies never told me to lose any weight, nor have they ever told me that I'm ugly. But that was before I was dating thee Harry Styles. Maybe they were right. Maybe I wasn't meant to be with him. He may deserve better.

I completely ignore my thoughts and turn off the light and and crawl back into my bed. I hear my phone go off but I ignore it. I lay there in my bed completely zoned out from the world around me. I feel numb. My mind starts to think about everything. I soon find myself sobbing into my pillows for no reason. I reach for my phone to call my mom. She will know what to say.

"Erica?" She answers the phone not expecting my call.

"Hi." I say weakly into the phone.

"Honey what's wrong?" I proceed to tell her everything I was thinking about. Which consisted of basically everything. From Harry to Jake to just missing home.

"Honey I think you just need to forget everything and just get some sleep." She says into the phone.

"I love you mom."

"I love you to sweetheart, call me if you need anything. Now get some sleep." And with that I hung up. I looked through all my messages mostly all from Harry but I didn't really have any energy left to answer him. I simply shut my phone of and fell in to a dreamless sleep.

Harry's P.O.V.

We have been home for about four hours and I still haven't received any answer from my countless messages to Erica.

"Harry I think you should just go to bed. Let her have some space. I'm pretty sure this is a little much for her right now." Lou calls from the top of the step.

"Your right." I say climbing the stairs to my room. I guess I will hopefully talk to her tomorrow.I climb into my bed and check my phone again to see if Erica has answered. I sigh when I see that there is no answer.

I find myself laying awake staring at my phone scrolling through the tons of tweets on twitter. Each on just makes my skin crawl. I thought everyone was against this anti-bullying thing. But I guess not.

I throw my phone to the other side of my bed and try to get some sleep.

I wake to the sun pouring in through my curtains. I slowly stench and get out of bed. I make my way to the bathroom. And turn on my shower. I quickly take my clothes off and jump into the warm water.

It's about mid-day and I still haven't heard from Erica. I'm starting to get a bit worried. Louis tells me that everything will be okay and she's perfectly fine. But I just feel like there is something wrong.
I head to the gym to get my mind off of it. A good workout always helps.

Erica's P.O.V.

I finally get out of bed to shower and then I found myself emptying my stomach into the toilet. I quickly brush my teeth and rinse my mouth and then crawl back into my bed. I pick up my phone and turn it back on. A smile comes across my face when I see Harry's name pop up. I click on the message and read all of them. I quickly text him letting him know that I was okay, but I did have a bit of a fever. He replies almost instantly asking if I needed anything and saying that he would be right over. But I told him that he shouldn't come around me and that it was probably just the stomach flu.


After about a half hour of talking to Harry I force myself to go down stairs and eat some crackers. I carry the box of them and a glass of water back up to my room and turn on the tv. I skip through the channels until I land on a old episode of Law and Order SVU. About fifteen minutes into the show I find myself running to the bathroom again emptying my stomach. I feel hot tears running down my cheeks. I hated getting sick with a passion. Every time I get the flu it gets worse and worse.


After I climb back into bed I place my bucket by my side and I dose off.
After about the sixth time getting sick in the past hour I decide that maybe I should go see a doctor.

I pull out my phone and call Eleanor. I know I should probably call Harry but I don't think I can handle seeing him right now. I just want Eleanor.

"Erica!" She chimes into the phone.

"Hey El, do you think you can take me to the doctor? I'm not feeling to hot right now." I say into the phone. My voice dry and scratchy.

"Sure love I'll be right over!" She said before hanging up. I some how manage to throw on some sweatpants and a oversized t-shirt and some shoes before heading down stairs. I wait at the door with my bucket in hand and phone and water in the other. I finally hear a soft knock on the door and I open it to see El standing with Paul.

"Hey, let's get you the doctor." She says throwing her arm around my waist and Paul closing the door behind us. I don't bother asking why Paul is with us.

We finally arrive at the hospital and Paul leads us in. Right away we are taken to a private room and a nurse is already putting an IV in my arm.

"Did you tell Harry?" I ask El as she sits on the other side of me.

"No love, but you probably should tell him where you are." She says rubbing my hand. I nod as the doctor comes in.

"Well Miss. Kennedy you seem to have a severe case of the stomach flu and you are mildly dehydrated.
We are going to keep you here for a while until most of the virus is out of your system." He says with a smile. I nod and he leaves the room.

"Hey how about I call Lou and Harry and you just get some rest." She says standing up. I nod and she kisses the top of my head before leaving the room.

Harry's P.O.V.

Me and Lou are just laying around the house as his phone rings. His eyes light up and he looks down at his phone.

"Hello love!" He chimes into the phone to whom I assume it is El.

"Okay we will be there soon." He says more serious shaking his head.

"Love you too bye." He says quickly before hanging up.

"Who was that mate?"

"It was El, we have to go. She said Erica is at the hospital."


"What?" My heart starts to race a bit and I can feel my body temperature rising.

"Yea let's go!" He say standing up quickly. I follow him. Panic starts to set in as we make our way to the car.

"Did she say what's wrong?" I as as we stop at a red light.

"Yea she said something about a stomach virus." I nod, a bit of relief sets in. I wonder why Erica didn't call me?



"Here mate you go in and I'll park." Louis say pulling up yo the hospital. I quickly get put and make my way inside. I head to the front desk to be greeted by a lovely older nurse.

"Hello how can I help you?" She says with a smile.

"Um what room is Erica Kennedy in?" I say running my hand through my hair.

"Just go down the hallway all the way to the left." She says with another smile.

"Thank you." I say before heading off. I wonder down the hallway until I see Paul standing outside the door.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him a bit confused.

"Well I saw Eleanor come into your apartment building and she was saying the Erica needed to go to the doctor. So I decide for their safety to accompany them. And to make sure Erica was all right."

"Did you see twitter?" He nods and sighs.

"People can be so harsh. And she is such a lovely girl she shouldn't have to go through that." He says.

"You got that right!" I say before walking in. I see Eleanor pulling the covers over Erica and holding a bucket of what I assume is puke. She quickly disposes the bucket and washes her hands.

"That was the fourth time in a half hour." She says drying her hands. I look over at the sleeping Erica her face flushed and new freckles on her face. She has some tear stains on her face.

"The doctors said the worst still has to go through her system before they can give her anything. Because it will just come out of her system."

"Oh." I say walking over to her.

"Yea I have to get going though I have to meet my agent in the morning, I tried to get out of it but I can't." She said grabbing her things.

"It's okay I'll stay here with her."

"I'll be back a soon as I can."

"Bye El" I call as she leaves the room. I sit down beside Erica and wrap my arm around her bringing her head to my chest. I rub small circles on her shoulder. She stirs a little bit before her eye shoot open. She grabs the bucket next to her begins to get sick. I quickly start rubbing her back as my mum always did for me when I was little. I could hear soft sobs escape her mouth. I hand her a tissue and she whiles her mouth and throws it in the bucket. I quickly get rid of it and wash my hands.

"I'm sorry." She says her voice dry and hoarse. I hand her a glass of ice water with a bright pink straw in it and I have her sip on it.

"There's nothing to be sorry for love." I say stoking her hair as she set the glass back down. She smiled softy before laying her head against my chest. I brought my legs up to the bed and just laid there with her.

I notice her eyes have some broken blood vessels in them. They flutter close and she fall asleep.

Not ten minutes after she fell asleep she is awake again. I don't understand how she can still get sick when there is nothing but water going in to her.

She leans back into the bed.
"I hate this." She says blankly.

"It's okay love it will get better." I say washing my hands.

"Why are people so mean?" That kind of threw me off.

"What do mean?"
"Just people in general just jumping to conclusions about you. even if they never even met you they just assume they know every little thing about you."

"I know." I say shaking my head sitting back down beside her.

"I just want to sleep." She says closing her eyes, and I watch as her face relaxes as she slowly falls asleep.




Guilt is all I feel right now. Erica has now been getting sick about every ten to fifteen minutes. Sometime she would start to cry and I would try to comfort her telling her it was only going to make it worse. And sometimes she should go to get sick and nothing would come up. At about 11 o'clock at night the nurse brings in some chicken broth for her to eat. I watch as she slowly brings the spoon to her lip and blows on the hot liquid in front of her. She slowly ingests the liquid and makes a face. She knows that she needs to eat it, so she caries on eating.

She finally falls into a decent sleep around two in the morning after countless time of puking. I text Lou to tell him that I can't go to rehearsal, but he quickly answers saying that he tried to talk to Simon about it and he said there is no way I can miss it. He also told me El can't come and be with her because she has to work.

I sigh in frustration. So I call the only person who I know would make her comfortable.

"Mum?" I say into the phone.

"Harry?" She ask sounding like I just woke her up.

"Hey sorry to wake you but it's kind of important." I say rubbing the back of my neck.

"No it's fine is everything okay?" She asked a bit worried.

"Yes and no." I say with a chuckle. "Do you remember that girl I was talking to you about last week?

"The one who got you all nervous when you decided you were going to ask her to be your girlfriend? Yea how could I forget!" She says with a laugh.

"Well she's in the hospital right now, with a stomach virus. And I have to go into work for a bit and I don't want to leave her alone. So I was wondering if you could come up here and be with her?"

"Yes, I would love to Hun. What time do you have to leave?"

"Well I have to be there at ten and I need to shower and stuff so probably like eight."

"Okay I'll be there by then." She says into the phone.

"Thanks mum, I love you."

"I love you to sweetheart. See you soon." She says before hanging up.

Erica's P.O.V.

I awake from my sleep stiff and sore. I can't even remember the last time I got sick. I notice Harry passed out in the chair next to my bed. I slowly sit up and bring my hands to my head rubbing my temples. I take a sip of water and take a bite of a saltine cracker.

I moan in pain as the cracker slides down my throat. I quickly take another sip of water to wash it down. I glance around the room and look at a clock. It's 7 in the morning. I know the boys have a rehearsal at ten so I have to make sure Harry can get everyone there on time. I glance back over at him to see him smiling at me.

"You need to sleep." I tell him with a smile.

"So do you." He says with a grin.

"I've slept like the past twelve hours" I say getting a nauseous feeling in my stomach. I quickly grab my water and take a sip in hopes to get rid of it. It dies down a little bit then returns shortly. Harry leaves to use the restroom when I finally get sick.

I'm literally about to give up. My body hurts, my head hurts and I'm exhausted. I just want my mom. She always makes me feel better. She always curls up next to me, she's like my security blanket when I'm sick.

"Awe did you get sick again?" Harry says sweetly walking back in my room. I nod as he walks over and cleans up my mess.

"Don't forget you guy have to go to rehearsal at ten." I sleepily.

"Don't worry love I've got it. I'll see you later. Now get some rest." He said pressing a kiss to the top of my head. I nod a drift off to sleep.

Harry's P.O.V.

This rehearsal is taking forever! I mean I think management should know by know that we are probably the worlds'sworst dancers.

"Well guys you can take five!" The choreographer says.

We all sigh. I quickly pull out my phone to see a text from my mum. She told me that Erica is doing a bit better. She only has been getting sick about every hour. But they seemed to get along great together.

"So how's Erica doing?" Lou asks handing me a bottle of water.

"My mum says she doing better." I say before taking a sip of water.

"We should buy her flowers or balloons or something!" Niall chimes in.

"Yea she would like that." Liam adds.

After another three hours we finally leave rehearsal and head back to our apartments to shower. After I get dressed I rummage around my room and find a pair of Erica's sweatpants and I grab one of my jack wills sweatshirts.

I jog downstairs to see all the boys happily waiting for me. Wow Erica would be impressed by this all of them ready to go.

"Let's go!" Niall say cheerfully.

As we walk into the hospital we receive a couple weird looks. I mean we do have Zayn caring Erica's huge bear, Louis with a crap ton of balloons, Niall with flowers and Liam with a huge card. And well then there is me empty handed leading the way.

As I walk into the room a huge smile appears on my face. I see my mum curled up on the bed with Erica in her arms. There were some tear stains on her face but she seemed to be peacefully sleeping along with my mum. I quickly take my phone out and snap a picture. The boys soon all pile into the room and say their quite awes. We arrange all the things we brought around the room. As my mom slowly wakes up.

"Well hello love." She says embracing me in a hug kissing me on the cheek.

"Hi mum. How is she?" I ask looking over to the sleeping Erica.

"She's doing a lot better actually! The doctors came in and gave her some antibiotics to help with the virus and also to help her body recover."

"So the worst is over?"

"Yes, but the did say that the medicine can cause her to loose her apatite and make her really sleepy.

Also they said it is going to be normal for her to still regurgitate some of the food she eats."

After a while my mother leaves form home and the boys and I just sit around watching some football. Shortly after the game ends the boys decide to go get something to eat, I decline I
And just stay with Erica.

I slowly climb into bed with her and just watch as she sleeps. To be honest it was quite a relief to see her actually sleeping. She has been out a good two hours my mum said. She stirs a little bit and her eye flutter open and meet mine.

"Hi" she breathed out with a smile.

"Hey."

"How was rehearsal?"

"Horrible! You think they would know by know that we aren't meant to be dancers." I say with a laugh. We sit in silence for a bit.

"I love your mom by the way." She said sitting up a little bit,

"Really I couldn't tell." I said with a chuckle.

"Are you hungry?" I ask she shakes her head no.

"Well look who it is!" Niall says walking into the room.

"Hi Ni!" Erica chimes with a smile.

"Erica!" The rest of the boy say entering the room.

Erica's P.O.V.

So Niall told me that he needed to get me out of the room. So currently he is pushing me around the hospital in a wheel chair. And to be honest I'm a little bit scared.

"Naill watch out!" I say as he almost hits a wall.

"What you don't like my driving skills?!" He asked with a grin.

"No!" I say laughing.

We are now walking in a really long empty hallway.

"Ready for some fun?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he turned me around so I was facing the long walls if the hallway. He continued to pull me back until he was pressed up against the wall.

"Oh you'll see!" He said before pushing off the wall sending us down the hallway.
I laugh as we travel down the long hallway.

"Let's do it again!" I say like a four year old child.

"Okay!" He says with a laugh.

About after the fifth time going down the hallway a nurse caught us. She was laughing at us, she said we better get going so no one else sees us.

"Thank you Niall!" I says as we approach my room.

"Anytime love! That was a blast!" He says as we enter the room.

"Hey look who it is!" Harry says standing up.

"And we are all in one piece!" Niall adds.

"That was probably luck!" I say trying to stand up but soon fall back into the seat.

"Here love." Harry says extending his arm. I take hold and he slowly helps me up and leads me over to the bed. I quickly situate myself before the doctor comes in.

"Wow! Quite the party your havering here!" He says with a chuckle.

"Yea" I say with a giggle.

"So we would like to keep you one more night but you are able to leave tomorrow morning. But you have to follow a certain diet for a couple weeks so your stomach can recover." He says with a smile.

"Great thank you!" I say as he walks out.

"Yay!" All the guys chime together.

"You guys are weird!" I say giggling.

"But you love us! Right?" Zayn asks.

"Well everyone except you." I say pointing to Louis.

"Wow that means so much." He says placing his hand over his heart.

After a while Harry walks all the guys out.

"Harry you really don't have to stay." I say as I move around in my bed trying to find a comfy position.

"Love do you really think I would leave?" He says looking at the diet I have to follow.

"This sounds awful! Pure liquids for four days!"

"Oh boy!" I say with a bit of sarcasm.

"Hey look what I brought!" He says holding out a fresh set of clothes and my Shrek DVD.

"You are simple the best!" I say with excitement.

"Here let me help you to the bathroom." Harry says helping me up.

"Thanks." I say kissing him gently on the cheek as I stand up.

I quickly close the door to the bathroom and put the seat down on the toilet, and begin to change.

I stumble a bit standing back up and slowly make my way to the door. My whole body feels so light from laying all this time. I quickly throw my clothes in the bag Harry brought me.

"Do you want anything?" He ask placing the DVD in the machine.

"Nope!" I say popping the p.

"Well let the movie begin!" He said with a cheeky grin before closing the door and turning out the lights. He jumps onto my bed with a huge grin in his face. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close to him. I smile at the comfort of his body heat.

"You feel thinner." He whispers as the ads begin.

"Well I would hope I mean I did nearly puke out my stomach in the past twenty four hours."

"That is true." He said as the movie began.

As the movie played on I glance back at Harry. He was paying full attention to the screen I could see his lips move slightly reciting the words. I giggle and turn my attention back to the screen.

At the end of the movie I look of at him again and see a huge smile plastered on his face.

"Your an idiot!" I say with a giggle.

"Well I'm your idiot!"

"That is true." I say smiling.

"Go to sleep!" He says turning the tv off.

"Night Harold."

"Night princess Kennedy." He says then presses a kiss into my neck sending a shiver down my spine. I hear Harry chuckle a moment after I shiver before I fall asleep.

Notes

Sorry I didn't update all week! But here's a chapter. I hope you enjoy it.

Haley