Hero

"Harryy, I'm tired and my feet hurttttt," I whined over dramatically slumping against his shoulder.

We'd been to every inch of this place and I had the best time, it was so amazing and I am so happy right now I could kiss Harry, but somehow I don't think he'd appreciate that. While we we were walking towards the candy floss guy, okay, well let me rephrase that, while Harry was walking towards the candy floss guy while I waited beside a tree about 2 metres away because according to him I was safer over here, he saw a flyer that said there was going to be a firework show at 11PM and he immediately decided that we were going to attend it. I didn't mind at first because who doesn't love carnivals?

But now at 10:45 my feet are aching and so is my body, and all I want right now is my bed. Carnival or not. I'm totally worn out from today's excitement and activity and not in the mood for loud ear shattering bangs and crappy fireworks.

He grunted shoving me off him before he squatted down in front of me with his back facing me.

"You're offering me a piggy back?!" I asked brightly with wide eyes, he rolled his eyes and replied with excessive sarcasm.

"No, I'm offering you a pot of gold."

"Okay, okay, smartass." I said as I climbed on wrapping my arms around his neck, his strong hands gripped my thighs tightly as he stood to his full height.

"Ooh! So this is how you see the world!" I exclaimed at my new found height. I sat my minion in between my body and his back to make sure he doesn't fall and get lost before ripping off some candy floss and popping it into my mouth.

I then felt bad since harry had paid for it and know he couldn't eat it because he was busy carrying me, so I ripped some off and leaned forward so I could feed him.

"Here comes the chu chu train," I said giggling. He muttered a shut up before he accepted the fluffy pink goodness from my finger tips, his lips brushing my fingers making me shiver.

I kept feeding him and myself the candy until it was all gone and then I happily rested my head against his shoulder as a loud yawn broke past my mouth.

"Don't you dare fall asleep, Lia." He said warningly with a hint of humour in his voice, except after his sentence there was no way I was going to fall asleep any time soon.

Lia.

"Lia?" I questioned with wide eyes. He shrugged his shoulders.

"You don't like it?" He asked as we neared the grassy part of the carnival where there were a lot of people mulling around waiting for the fireworks.

"No, I do, I'm just so used to hearing 'Amelia'," I said with a small laugh. He shrugged his shoulders causally.

But he called me Lia. I was totally heart eyed right now as I got lost in the way his husky voice made that word sound so much more intense then any other person ever could or ever has.

We carried on pushing through people until he dropped me to the ground gently at the foot of a tree and rested his hands on his soft hips as he looked around for a minute before abruptly plopping down on his butt. I smiled as I sat down next to him with my minion pressed against my chest comfortably.

"How long till the fireworks?" I asked as a cool breeze blew around us making me shudder and making goosebumps rise.
He checked his watch before answering.

"5 minutes. Patience is a virtue," he said condescendingly. I smiled lightly as I swatted his bicep marvelling at the rare playfulness being put on display before my very eyes.

"Practice what you preach you little hypocrite!" I exclaimed referring to his very impatient attitude to many things as I'd come to learn.

Another shiver ran through me at the cold that was seeping through me now, maybe from the ground or because it was in fact getting later and getting colder.

Harry rolled his eyes before he wrapped a arm around my shoulder and tucked me into his warm body, I have to admit I did smell his heavenly cologne and snuggle into him further.

"Took you hours to get dressed but you couldn't wear anything warmer," he muttered with a scoff.

"Hey, it was a lot warmer before," I said half heartedly defending myself because he was right, as he was with most things annoyingly. But I wasn't complaining being all snuggled up the way we were.

Me, my minion and Harry.

What more could I want?

Well, a bed preferably. But apart from that.

I flinched at the loud bang that suddenly erupted shattering the quiet atmosphere, I quickly turned my head upward and watched as the numerous fireworks began lighting up the sky in a array of colours. It was actually better than I had expected and of course Harry was right once again.

I turned my head subtly to the side to see Harry staring up at the fireworks, his jaw tilted at an angle that had my knees quaking from the sleek sharpness of it, the lights were reflecting in his eyes brightly and casting a warm glow of colours to make his already handsome face even better. His lips were quirked upwards in the slightest and I could tell he was enjoying himself more than he would ever admit.

He had loosened up today a lot more than he has before and that made me very happy to know that he was finally warming to me. Although, it should be me finding it difficult to adjust because I've never heard of this whole soul mate shebang in my entire existence, it hasn't been too difficult. Of course, at first I wanted nothing to do with these lot and their freaky symbol talk but somehow without even knowing what was going on I got wrapped up into it so much like a whirlwind that I can't just back away because I would end up dead before I managed to walk a metre.

And honestly, I don't mind it too much. Call me crazy, but I just feel comfortable and safe with Harry and I'm glad we're finally becoming better friends and not just acquaintances.

We carried on watching it and although Harry half heartedly murmured a warning about not falling asleep, I was softy lulled into one regardless of the way he felt about it.

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"Lia, sweetheart, wake up," I heard a voice as I faded in and out of sleep, I mumbled something that was even incoherent to me before snuggling into my bed more comfortably.

"Amelia, seriously. Wake up." I heard the same voice say with a bit lore firmness lacing it. I groaned as I felt a breeze and wondered who on earth left the window open? I slowly sat up as I tiredly rubbed my eyes to get the sleep away before fluttering them open to be met with a sight that was most definitely not our bedroom.

I mean his bedroom, God dammit! I really need to stop thinking of his things as ours when they're just his.

I was sat on Harrys lap as he sat on top of the motorbike still in the parking lot of the now emptying carnival, my mouth dropped as I turned to find a semi amused Harry gazing at me.

"I thought we were at home," I mumbled with confusion lacing my voice like glue as I stared at Harry awaiting a explanation. He rolled his eyes as he put me down so I stood on my own two feet.

"You thought it would be a good idea to use me as a pillow and conveniently fell asleep," he stated with a raised brow. I laughed at his serious expression as my cheeks heated up because I practically fell asleep on top of him. God I embarrass myself sometimes.

"Oops?" I said innocently with a toothy smile.

"Whatever, get on." He said dryly motioning to his horrid bike. I huffed at the thought of riding this thing and promised myself I never would again.

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"Mmm." I hummed as I plopped face down onto the bed still fully dressed but too tired to actually do anything about it, my feet were dangling over the edge with my shoes and socks still firmly in place. I felt like I was sinking into the bed and I had no intention of getting up no matter what as the comfy bed soothed my body very nicely.

I felt the bed dip beside my feet indicating Harry had sat down, I hear im kick his shoes to the ground, the muffled thumps familiar before a large hand wrapped around my ankle and pulled off my shoes with ease, the same was done with the other foot and then my socks were also pulled off. I wiggled my toes happily giving Harry a muffled thanks.

By the time Harry came out of the bathroom I was nearly asleep still in the exact same position he had left me in. I heard a scoff from Harry before he muttered something's under his breath.

"Get your ass up to the bathroom Amelia," I grunted in reply barely hearing or caring about his thoughts on my sleepy state.
But after awhile I realised I really needed to get up, change out of these clothes and brush my teeth otherwise I would really regret it tomorrow morning, so with a heavy sigh I heaved myself up and dragged my ass to the bathroom to do just that.

15 long minutes later I sunk happily into the bed, a loud sigh of comfort escaping me as I relaxed my body for the first time since I got told about the carnival.

Thinking of the carnival I sat up straight suddenly realising my minion was missing that Harry had won for me, I quickly hopped out of bed ignoring Harrys irritation and grabbed my Minion off the couch before I raced back into the warm bed, I now sighed even happier as I slid him into the spot between me and Harry.

He grunted in aggravation.

"When I said you could sleep here, I meant just you." Harry said from his position on his back by my Minion which I had decided to name Bombali. Although he already had a name I officially re-christened it.
He turned his head to face me with a raised eyebrow.

I blinked up at him innocently while I fiddled with Bombali's eyes.

"Me and my minion are a package deal," I replied sleepily. He snorted to himself.

"Okay, sweetheart. Whatever you say," he said almost mockingly. I snuggled up against my minion too sleepy to care about Harry possibly mocking me for my need to have a stuffed toy beside me while I slept.

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Water. Everywhere.

There was water everywhere and I was drowning. I gasped suddenly as if brought to life and began splashing about frantically trying to keep my head above water so I could keep feeding air to my lungs, but as I frantically kicked my legs up and broke the surface of the water my head touched the metal roof of the small elevator sized container that was filling with water much faster than I'd like. I took a breath before I dived under the water and frantically banged my fists against the metal walls, I banged until my lungs constricted with lack of air and I hurriedly broke the surface and pressed my head against the top as there was only so much space left that wasn't filled with water yet.

I was panicking.

"Harry!" I screeched loudly before taking large gulps of air before the water touched the top of the container and I was officially left with no air to breathe. I knew Harry could feel me, he knew what was happening.

So where was he?

My lungs burned as they were getting no air, I was going to die and I was absolutely terrified to death as I threw my body against the walls until I was forced to gasp, my body's final attempt at trying to harvest the oxygen it so desperately needed, unfortunately all that happened was my lungs filled with water and I was choking until I faded out of consciousness.

"Amelia!"'I could faintly hear Harrys voice carrying over to me but it was too late.

"Amelia!"

"Lia!"

"Lia, wake up. Baby, wake up!"'I felt frantic hands shaking me and as my eyes opened I immediately screamed sitting up as I gasped for air, my lungs filling with air as I pressed my hands to my chest and coughed the imaginary water out of my body. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I sobbed trying to fee my lungs air that I desperately needed, but my crying wasn't helping and all I was doing was gasping pathetically.

"Lia, baby, calm down. Shh," Harry cooed his hands resting on my shoulders as he looked into my eyes with concern for my ill state.

"That's it, deep breaths," he said as he wrapped his arms around me pulling me to his chest where I cried clutching onto his soft T-shirt with my small fists as I drew in breaths that finally calmed my hyperventilated state.

He only moved backwards when I had quietened down to just sniffles, he eyed me up for a bit before he moved back messy strands of hair that were sticking to my tear stained face. He frowned instantly raising his hand to rest against my forehead.

"You're burning up," he murmured worriedly. I sniffled loudly as a cold shiver passed through my body. He took a deep breath shaking his head.

"Bloody scared the life out of me when I heard you screeching my name. I thought something had happened," he huffed running his long fingers through his hair. I sniffled quietly fiddling with my fingers as I tried to keep away the flashes of my nightmare I kept getting.

It was horrifying, and my body hadn't recovered as it still trembled from fear and now the cold temperature of the room. My biggest fear is drowning to death, I believe that is literally the worst possible way to die and that thought always haunts me hence why I never did learn to swim, this nightmare really just reinforced my beliefs.

HARRY

My heart rate was only just slowing down from the sudden burst of adrenaline I had gotten when I heard Amelia's first screech of my name, it was horrifying. She sounded absolutely terrified, the most scared I'd ever heard her. I didn't know what the nightmare was about, all I know is she is currently having breathing problems. Her breaths are wheezy and laboured slightly and she is also getting a fever. It honestly must have been a blood curdling nightmare to derive this extreme reaction from her.
I felt worried, which was new, of all the other Heroes in the city I had never worried for a single one of them, was that cold hearted? Yes. But I felt this uncomfortably knot in my chest from my concern for the petite girl sat sniffling on her knees in front of me. I wondered why that was, why I was worried and not happy at her current state?

Possibly because usually she's so bright and bubbly (slightly annoying too) and seeing her upset or scared doesn't fit her. It doesn't look right. My thoughts were abruptly cut off as small shy arms wrapped timidly around my torso and a head was rested tenderly against my chest. I leaned back against the headboard bringing Lia with me, I gripped her thighs gently before encouraging them to wrap around waist and her arms around my neck. She leaned her body against me completely with her face buried in the crook of my neck.

"You're okay now sweetheart,"'I said softly as I stroked my fingers through her hair hoping to ease her into a more relaxed state and maybe even fall asleep. I occasionally rubbed her back and wrapped the duvet around us to make sure she doesn't get cold.

I was angry though, not at Lia, of course not, but I was angry at whatever had possessed her nightmare and caused her pain, albeit a figment of her imagination I just wanted to tear the person apart-- if it was even a person, she was still, after all my soul-mate meaning she romantically, physically, emotionally and mentally was my responsibility and was mine to look after. Wether we were romantically invested or not, no one touches or harms what's mine.

I shuffled down a little so I was laying down with Amelia laying on top of me as I continued to pet her gently and before long she was fast asleep. Tiny little snores escaping her pink lips.

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