My Saviour [Leiley and HopelessRomantic]

[HopelessRomantic]

"I don't listen to lectures, Rosie. And yes, I'm on a horse. I'm fine. I'm just on the outskirts of town. And well, I'm off the horse at the moment, sitting down in one of the fields, not sure how I'm getting back on the horse yet, but I'll figure it out. And I'm not hurt, I chose to get off the horse." He text back.

[Leiley]

"Well, just be careful. I have to go up to New York later and get some of my things back from Reece's apartment, so I might not see you for a couple of days." Stretching, she continued talking with her brother. The movie was kind of dull, and even though it was meant to be a comedy, it really wasn't very funny.

[HopelessRomantic]

"You aren't going up there." Jamie simply text back. "So forget it. And Harry will agree with me once I tell him what's going on. You are not going near him." He told her.

[Leiley]

"I need my stuff, and why would you tell Harry? He'll just go nuts." Grunting in frustration she took herself to the kitchen to get a drink, leaving her phone on the couch. Harry, being the nosey older brother that he was flicked through her phone, raising his eyebrows as he read the message, he hit dial and made his way to the bathroom so that Rosie couldn't hear him.

[HopelessRomantic]

Jamie frowned when his phone actually started to ring and saw it was Rosie and answered. "Rosie, you're not going to his apartment on his own when he beats you. It's not happening so don't think by calling me I'll let you go. I will tell Harry. He'll be on my side about this." Jamie didn't give whoever was on the other end of the phone a chance to even say hello. He assumed it was Rosie.

[Leiley]

"What will I agree with? I'm sensing that I'm missing something here. Wan't to fill me in?" He glanced out of the door to make sure Rosie was still in the kitchen. "You know, I have the sneakiness suspicion that I'm not going to like what I hear. Am I?"

[HopelessRomantic]

Jamie was shocked to here Harry's voice. "Reece beat your sister up. On a lot of occassions and now wants to go and get her things on her own this weekend. Talk her out of it." Jamie told Harry honestly.

[Leiley]

"Jesus Christ." Harry sucked in his bottom lip as hundreds of murderous thoughts rushed through his mind. He'd always been a bit of a hothead, but had reigned it in since leaving school. Although, where his little sister was concerned..he wasn't a nice person to upset. "Right, I'll arrange a courier."

[HopelessRomantic]

"And don't you go up there and do anything stupid." He warned Harry. He sighed and tried to get back on his horse though that was going to be more difficult. "I gotta go, need to try get back on this horse and get home." Jamie told him. "Talk to you later." With that, he hung up.

[Leiley]

"Rosie.." Harry persued his sister into the living room. "What were you thinking not telling me?! Of all the stupid things you've done, this is the worst." Rosie rolled her eyes, "I know, I know..but let's leave it...it's over now? It doesn't matter anymore, I'm fine." Harry frowned at his sister but nodded. "I'm calling a courier to get your stuff, don't even try to argue with me.." With a sigh, his little sister nodded. "Fine."

Rosie walked out of the lounge, making her way to the bedroom, but as she got to the hallway the pain in her side became excruciating and started shooting into her stomach. "Harry!" Doubled over in pain, she watched as Harry came quickly over to her. "What's up?" His eyes were full of worry, and just as Rosie was about to answer, she passed out in his arms. Harry speedily dialed for an ambulance as he tried to wake her, and it wasn't long before they were rushing to the hospital. On arrival, Rosie was assessed and sent immediately to surgery for a ruptured appendix, caused entirely through perforation by two broken ribs.

Harry sat in the family room, waiting to hear that she was out of surgery as he tried to contain his anger at Reece. Needless to say, if he happened to cross Harry's path anytime soon, he'd be dead. His fingers spun his iPhone absent mindedly. The wait was torture.