Remember Your Promise -Complete-

“Remember when you left without saying goodbye?” he asked.
“Yes” I replied sadly, remembering it like it was yesterday.
“Promise me you’ll never do it again.”
“I promise”

**KC and Aubrey are best friends and go to London to stay with KC's aunt and celebrate her 18th birthday. What happens when she runs in to an old friend? Does meeting him once again bring back her past sadness or clash with her happy future?**
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54. *snap* / A thousand years

[Added on to this chapter]

KC's POV:

"She was WHAT!?" I heard Harry's voice boom from outside the room I was staying in. "No no no" I heard Lou frantically repeat.

I have no time for this. I have a headache. I'm sore...everywhere. The pain in my lower region is excruciating and I can only imagine what happened to me. Why am I being naive, of course I know. Without a doctor telling me, I know I got something taken from me...stolen.

I heard the faint "She hasn't spoken since she got here but you can try." Only meaning that they were coming in. I turn to my side, my back facing the door and the people coming in. "Hey Karmen, are you asleep?" It was Lou. "No" I replied. Without looking, I knew the doctor was surprised because I haven't talked in hours. I could feel warmth coming closer to me, "Don't touch me" I said and she immediately took back her hand. "Are you alright?" What kind of dumb question is that? I can't blame her though, she cares too much. "No." "Well, um...I called your mother." "W-why?" "She's your mum and my sister, that's why. I didn't tell her how you ended up here though, I didn't want to say anything without your consent." "Oh."

I heard her walk around the bed and sit in the chair in front of me, now she was facing me. I closed my eyes and she sighed. "We can talk about it. I can't even begin to imagi-..." "No, you can't." "Talk to me...please." "There's nothing to talk about...I don't even remember."

***

I've only been in here for this one day...since last night and I am completely fed up. If I don't want to talk about it than, dammit, leave me alone. Everyone has came to see how I was doing and it was so annoying. The doctor said I could leave in the morning, they just wanted to make sure the drugs were out of my system.

I haven't shed a tear and i feel...emotionless. Like a robot. All I know is that I got something very precious stolen from me. That doesn't make me sad, it makes me angry and confused as to why someone so cruel could do that to me.

At night Harry had came over and I snapped. "Why won't you talk to any of us?" he asked softly but i could hear the anger laced in his voice. "I don't want to" I mumbled. "It's not about what you want Karmen. You need to talk to someone." "No." "Tell me...please." "No." "Tell me!"

"Tell you what?!" I abruptly sat up which made him jump. "Tell you that I was raped?! Tell you that I couldn't enjoy my first time because I was drugged?! Tell you that something was stolen from me?! Tell you that. I. Felt. Everything?! And it hurt! Badly! Now that it's out, does it make it better, hm? Has it dissipated...NO! I'm still left with the same scars and that ASSHOLE is left with that cocky smirk on his face! Now leave."

***

"What do you want?" I asked whoever opened my room door. It had just been under an hour since Harry was in here. I wasn't in the mood for visitors. "You have a call..." It was Zayn's voice. I turned to see him holding Harry's laptop, "it's Aubrey." Oh great. He hesitantly walked closer to me as I sat up. He placed the computer on my lap. He was going to lay a hand on my shoulder, "Don't touch me" I demanded. He pulled away, gave me a small smile and left. I answered the call and waited for her face to pop up.

"Hey KC!" she cheerily greeted. "Hi." I haven't even told Aubrey what's happened.

I'm ashamed.

"You won't guess what happened...well, what I found out."

"What?" I ask, emotionless.

"I found out my roommate, Everlina, is dating Jacob! Now he comes to our room like twice a week and it's so awkward! He keeps smirking at me and making snide comments when she's not around."

"Oh..."

She sighed, "Look...Zayn told me what happened. I-I didn't believe him, I didn't want to. So I called Harry..." she paused to see my reaction. I just sat there waiting for her to continue.

"He was bawling, KC. He blamed himself for not watching you and making sure of where you were. I could barely get a coherent answer out him. But do you know who I truly blame?"

I raised my eyebrows. Who else was there to blame other than myself?

"...Myself" she admitted. I shook my head, "It wasn't your fault."

"We both know that if I was there that wouldn't of happened." Even through her fuzzy  image I could see a stream of tears down her cheeks.

"I want you to sing with me..." she said. My eyebrows furrowed, "Why?" "Remember that song you sang me when the whole 'Jacob situation' happened?" I nodded, "Titanium." She smiled, "Yeah...can you sing it with me?" I nodded. We began to slowly harmonize together.

Titanium by David Guetta ft. Sis [chorus]

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium

"I want you to sing this song this song whenever you're feeling down okay?" I nodded because it did really help. "I love you Aubrey." "I love you too little sis."

***

I'm finally back on the tour bus after that antagonizing visit to the hospital. So freaking embarrassing. I recall that the doctor asking me, in front of everyone, if I took my 'Plan B'. Ever heard of doctor patient confidentiality?!

Lately I've just been in my 'room' on the bus. My knees pulled to my chest as I sit at the head of the bed, staring into nothingness. Can't have much privacy with three other guys in the room but they give me my space. They bring me food when needed and I'm thankful. I don't like how whenever one of them is alone with me, they try talking to me. I always just tell them I'm fine.

"Karmen?" Lou asks coming into the room. The boys were all in the 'living room', so that meant we could talk in peace. "Yeah..." "I talked to my sister about your stay at the hospital and she's in tears trying to figure out what's wrong. She still doesn't know because I haven't told her but...I want you to." I just can't tell me mom what happened to me, she'd worry way too much and probably send me back home. Nope. I rather stay here really. "I'll tell her...when I'm ready to."

Harry's POV:

It's been about a week now since the incident and Karmen is as solo as ever. She stays on the bus all the time. When we have rehearsals, photo shoots, concerts, signing, she's just stays there. She sometimes watches over Lux, I'm glad to see that she's interacting with someone. She's doing better though. She actually comes out to eat with us but she's quiet. She hangs out with us in the 'living room' but she usually keeps to herself.

Right now, it's around lunch and we're all crammed in the kitchen trying to make sandwiches. "I can make you one if you want" Niall suggests to Karmen. "I can make it myself. I'm not handicap, Niall." At least she said a full sentence this time and not those annoying one word answers. "Can you pass me a knife?" I hear Louis ask Liam. Liam walks to where a knife is, which is laying next to Karmen. He reaches for it, "Don't touch me" she snaps. "I-I wasn't going to" Liam says. "Good" she spat and walked off to the room with her sandwich in hand.

I followed after her and saw her sitting on her bed in the same position she's been in for the past week. I carefully sat next to her. "You didn't have to say it like that" I told her. "I don't like when people touch me." I try and lay my arm around her to comfort her but she snaps her head to me and gives me a look that says 'what did I just say?!'. Just then her phone rings, I get it for her since it's closer to me and hand it to her. She doesn't bother reading the ID before answering.

"Hello?" "Hello Karmen." I can hear through the phone but I don't want to make it obvious so I pull out my phone and pretend to be busy. "Hi Trevor" she sighs. Oh, that guy from the bar. "Look...I really don't want to talk right now." "Oh no problem, just wanted to say thank you." Her eyebrows furrowed and she had a confused expression on her face, "Thanks for what?" she cautiously asks. "You know....the club last week. I had fun." She stiffens, "What?" "You don't remember? Oh I doubt you would, with all that elavil and heroin I put into your system." My eyes widen. What the hell?

Karmen is quiet, frozen, just a lost of words as he keeps talking. Then suddenly she grips the phone with so much force, her knuckles turn white. "FUCK YOU!" she shouts through the phone and throws it at the wall, making the screen crack in the process. I'm shocked. "Get out" she says surprisingly calm. I don't move. "Get out!" she gets up and pushes me out the door. As soon as she slams it shut she looks it and I hear an ear piercing scream followed by sobs. It's the first time she's cried over everything that's happened.

The boys crowd around the door and try to open it as we continue to hear her fit. "So stupid!" *crash* "Fucking bastard!" *crash* "Ahhhh!" *bang* "It's not fair!" *screech* "Why me?!" Then it stops. The only sound was from her sobs. "KC, open the door love" Louis says. She continues to hysterically sob. Lou pushes through us with a bobby pin at hand. She unlocks the door and slowly opens it. We all gasp. The room is trashed. Blankets and pillows are everywhere. Lamps are shattered and dressers are knocked over. Zayn's bed is flipped over, where's all this strength coming from? And there's Karmen crying under the covers of her bed.

"Karmen..." Lou says as she approaches her and moves the hair out of her face. "Don't touch me, please. Just...don't." Lou nods and slowly backs away with tears in her eyes. Just then, Lux waddles into the room giggling. She excitedly smiles when she sees Karmen. Disregarding the state of her and the room, Lux runs to her and climbs in bed with her. Karmen wipes her endless tears and wraps an arm around her and lays the blanket on her. We watch in awe as Lux snuggles into Karmens chest and drifts off to sleep. Karmen kisses the top of her head and falls to sleep as well.

***

KC's POV:

Yes, yesterday I had a melt down, I freaked out but it was necessary. I had to get it all out and I did. I can feel the tension being released from my body. This morning we checked into a hotel because the boys have about two concerts in this area. I have a room with Lou and Lux while the others are Louis, Zayn, Harry and another is, Niall and Liam. It was the early afternoon when we all got back from lunch. It wasn't as awkward as I though it would be. The boys and Lou just didn't bring up any topic of the sort. We all got into our rooms but Niall followed me in mine. "Can I talk to you?" he nervously asks. I nod and we both sit Indian style on my bed. "What's the matter?" I ask.

"This might be weird for you...since we used to date and all." I kept quiet, waiting for him to continue.

He hung his head low, "Last night when Zayn and I went to the pub...I um...I slept with someone."

I lightly smiled at his silliness, "What do you mean Niall? You're a vi-..." "Not anymore" he said looking up into my eyes and I saw a soft tear running down his cheek. My smile dropped and I was shocked. "I-I was drunk and stupid...a-and...I just want to take it back!" he sobbed. I scoot closer to him and hesitantly lay my hand on his shoulder. "I know how it feels" I say, trying to soothe him. He shakes his head. "No, our situations are polar opposites. Yours is serious and I was just being a dumb ass." "Well, I'm fine and you're gonna be too" I smile.

***

"There's someone I want you to meet" Louis says before coming further into vision, his hand wrapped around a girls wrist. She's very pretty, with shoulder length red hair and big blue eyes. He let's go and motions between the two of us. "KC this is Dandy, Dandy this is KC." I smile. She looks shocked yet relived to see me. Does she know me? They come further into the room and they both sit on one of the beds while I sit on the other. I give Louis a look that says,'Is there a reason I should know her?' and he snaps out of lala land.

"Dandy is the girl that...found you that night. She's the one that told us to call the ambulance."

My eyes widened and I felt happy. Happy to know that the girl who saw me in distress was here and I could properly thank her. Without a second though I stood up, crossed over to her and embraced her in a hug, "Thank you." I gave her no time to reciprocate my actions, not really wanting her to touch me. Nothing against her, just a mind set I developed. I pulled away and she smiled at me. I could already tell that there was going to be something amazing about her and this wasn't going to be my last time seeing her.

***

"What's up Harry?" I asked when I opened the door to see Harry's nervous expression. "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go out and do something? You know to get your mind off things.Y-you don't have to, just a suggestion" he stammered, scratching the back of his neck. "Is this meant to be like...a date?" His face flushes, "N-no, unless you want it to be b-but it doesn't have to." I smile at his nervousness, "I'd love to." "Really?" I nodded "O-okay, be ready at seven."

What to wear, what to wear. I scavenge through my suitcase and pull out a black maxi skirt and a cream lace crop top. The skirt is high waist so none of my stomach shows. I shower and wash my hair. After my shower I blow dry and straighten my hair. I slip on my outfit and a pair of my white gladiator sandals. I don't put on much makeup, just eyeliner and mascara. I sit and wait for Harry. "Who are you all dressed up for?" Lou asks as she makes Lux her bottle. "Harry's taking me someplace." Lou smiles and winks at me. I blush, "No, it's not necessarily a date."

There's a knock on the door and I stand up to answer it. "Have fun on your date!" she says loud enough so the person on the other side of the door can hear. "Lou!" I scold before opening the door. It's Harry. "Hi." "Hey." I close the door behind me and we both walk down the corridor of the hotel. "You look nice" Harry says. "Thanks." "Do I get a compliment back?" he teased. "You look nice too Harry" I giggled. "You laughed..." "Yeah?" i said as we both got in the car. "You haven't laughed lately." "There hasn't been anything to laugh about" I grimaced. He said nothing after that, understanding the reason why laughter wasn't appropriate for my situation.

We pulled up to a building with other people heading inside. "There's mostly 'high ranked' people here so we most likely wont get mobbed" he reassured me. We walked in and there was a significant amount of people in what seemed to be a ballroom. There were tables around what seemed to be a dance floor. Harry and I sat at one of the many tables. A waiter gave us each a glass of champagne and a small plate of pita bread and humus...yesss. There was a live band that I adored. They played soft music that people could dance to and that's what the people did, they danced. I watched in awe as the band worked their instruments effortlessly and they guy harmonized perfectly.

I looked over to where Harry was sitting and saw him already looking at me. We both blushed and looked away. "Do you want to dance?" he asked me, standing up and offering me his hand. I hesitantly took it and he led me to the center of the ball room. We faced each other and I laid my hands on his shoulders.He cautiously lays his on my waist, I quietly gasped at the contact. Harry is the first person that I let touch me since the incident. After he sees that I'm okay with it, he brings me closer so I fronts were slightly touching. I rest my cheek against his chest as we sway to an unfamiliar tune. I felt warmth on the top of my head and realized that he rested his cheek on the top of my head.

The song changes and 'A thousand years' started to play. This song meant so much to me and I'm sort of glad to be sharing it with Harry. I remember when I first heard this song, it reminded me so much of Harry that it made me cry. Almost every love song made me cry. Even though that was the past and love songs didn't affect me anymore, my eyes began to water as I listened to the lyrics.

A Thousand Years by Christina Perri

Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone?
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I let a tear run down my cheek.

I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Harry sang the last part of the chorus and I held him closer with my fingers wrapped around his neck. I had no doubt in my mind that Harry loved me. I lifted my head to look at him and our eyes captured each other. We were so close, mentally and right now...physically. He also had tears brimming in his eyes and they were alight with hope. He brought his hand to my cheek and gently wiped my fallen tear with the pad of his thumb. He gave the smallest of smiles before slowly leaning in. I found myself doing the same, never losing his gaze.

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years

Our lips were barely brushing when he closed his eyes and I did the same. We stood there, breathing each others breaths, waiting for the other to close the millimeter gap. It was antagonizing. I stood a bit taller on my tip toes and closed the gap with a soft kiss. A kiss that had been awaiting it's arrival for so long.

I'll love you for a thousand more

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