Fate don't fall short this time
Chapter Three - Just let me help
~Dani’s POV~
After Avery left I could hear speaking to Harry about how I was awake and he could go in there if he wanted. I rolled my eyes. Didn’t ask me if I wanted him to come into my room. I heard his boots on the linoleum floor walking toward my door. I saw his unruly curly locks begin to peak through my door. I propped myself up ready to launch at him.
“Hi um, Danielle. I’m Harry Styles. I brought you here last night. Or this morning however you’d like to look at it.” He said as he entered my room.
Is he being shy? I thought to myself. Isn’t he like a lady-killer? He should be pro at conversation. I thought again. DANIELLE SPEAK. I shook my head as I realized I was staring blankly at him.
“I know who you are, but I’m not too sure how I ran into you, which I’m sorry for by the way. I’m sure I’ve caused you a lot of trouble. I’m sure you have loads of boy band things to do.” I said as I soon realized I was ranting. Keep calm.
“Coincidentally, today I have a day off.” Harry said with a slight grin on his perfectly shaped face. He’s even more attractive in person.
“That’s quite ironic. But now that I’m awake you may leave.”
“I would like to stay for awhile if that’s okay with you. Is it okay?” I melted as these words left his lips. As much as I wanted to say no I couldn’t.
“That’s fine by me.” I said as I released my sealed lips to smile. He grinned back at me as his hands went through his hair.
“Would you be comfortable telling me why there are multiple bruises on you?” Harry forced the word at bruises like it pained him to say. I just stared at him. Avery was right he does care. I looked him puzzled.
“Are you not safe? I can have the police watch you.” I had forgotten why I was mad that was it.
“Thanks for that by the way. I’m a big girl. I don’t need a cop to protect me. They can’t do anything anyway.” I said in almost a growl. Harry was very shocked I was talking to him in such a way.
“I was just concerned.”
“I get it. I get that a lot, but I’m fine. Thank you for caring.”
“Well, I’m going to tell the police you’re fine and I am sorry for calling them. I will be back in awhile.” Harry said as he began to walk toward the door.
“Thank you, but..” He cut me off. “I know I don’t have to I want to.” He said and gave me a sly smirk. As he left I let gravity take my head back to my pillow as I sighed. I realized my phone was next to me vibrating.
32 Missed Calls
122 Unread Texts
I reluctantly slid the unlock button to read some of the messages I received.
Hey dumb bitch. At the hospital?
Babe, I’m sorry I lost my cool.
You know how I get. I didn’t mean any of it.
Come home.
I can’t lose you. :(
WHERE ARE YOU?
ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE.
You got what you deserved.
I slammed my phone down on the bed. I could even hear his voice now. He’s here. That’s why I can hear his voice.
“Sawyer! She can’t see anyone right now! She’s unconscious.” I heard Avery yelling through the hospital. I didn’t know whether to pretend to be knocked out or just face him. Avery was standing in the doorway as he pushed through her.
“Baaaaaabe! You’re alright!”
I rolled my eyes and clenched my fists.
“Yeah, you really did a number on me. I meant what I said I never want to see you again. We are over.” The words fell out of my mouth with regret not because I didn’t mean it but because of how he would react. Immediately he ran to the edge of my bed and sat next to me grabbing my face with one hand he said, “Listen, here babe. You’re gonna get your shit and we’re leaving. You have no choice.”
“I do have a choice. I’m not leaving. I can’t leave. I haven’t been cleared.” His grip got tighter on my face then his hand moved to my wrist where the bruises were from last night and he squeezed me as I winced and whimpered in pain. Avery shouted, “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE SAWYER!” Again, I heard those boots on the linoleum floor and saw a curly-headed Harry peek through my door over Avery’s head.
“Is something wrong?”
“Who the hell are you British fuck? Wait.. You aren’t.. YOU ARE. You’re from that shitty boy band.” Sawyer said as he pulled away from my wrist. I pulled it near me as it stung with pain.
“Yes, I’m Harry Styles I am in a boy band.”
“And why the hell are you here? Do you know her?”
“Well sort of.. I am the one who brought here. Is that a problem?”
Sawyer chuckled and rolled his eyes. “Not one bit you can have the slut. Let’s hope she doesn’t fuck with your head like she did mine.” He said as he barged through the door between Avery and Harry. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I began to scream in pain. The adrenaline must have held it over. Harry immediately ran over to my bed and told me it’d be okay. Avery asked Harry to move so she could check my wrist.
“Dani, let me see it.” Avery urged. I weakly handed her my right arm.
“It’s broken.” Avery said glancing up at Harry who seemed to fill with rage.
After Avery left I could hear speaking to Harry about how I was awake and he could go in there if he wanted. I rolled my eyes. Didn’t ask me if I wanted him to come into my room. I heard his boots on the linoleum floor walking toward my door. I saw his unruly curly locks begin to peak through my door. I propped myself up ready to launch at him.
“Hi um, Danielle. I’m Harry Styles. I brought you here last night. Or this morning however you’d like to look at it.” He said as he entered my room.
Is he being shy? I thought to myself. Isn’t he like a lady-killer? He should be pro at conversation. I thought again. DANIELLE SPEAK. I shook my head as I realized I was staring blankly at him.
“I know who you are, but I’m not too sure how I ran into you, which I’m sorry for by the way. I’m sure I’ve caused you a lot of trouble. I’m sure you have loads of boy band things to do.” I said as I soon realized I was ranting. Keep calm.
“Coincidentally, today I have a day off.” Harry said with a slight grin on his perfectly shaped face. He’s even more attractive in person.
“That’s quite ironic. But now that I’m awake you may leave.”
“I would like to stay for awhile if that’s okay with you. Is it okay?” I melted as these words left his lips. As much as I wanted to say no I couldn’t.
“That’s fine by me.” I said as I released my sealed lips to smile. He grinned back at me as his hands went through his hair.
“Would you be comfortable telling me why there are multiple bruises on you?” Harry forced the word at bruises like it pained him to say. I just stared at him. Avery was right he does care. I looked him puzzled.
“Are you not safe? I can have the police watch you.” I had forgotten why I was mad that was it.
“Thanks for that by the way. I’m a big girl. I don’t need a cop to protect me. They can’t do anything anyway.” I said in almost a growl. Harry was very shocked I was talking to him in such a way.
“I was just concerned.”
“I get it. I get that a lot, but I’m fine. Thank you for caring.”
“Well, I’m going to tell the police you’re fine and I am sorry for calling them. I will be back in awhile.” Harry said as he began to walk toward the door.
“Thank you, but..” He cut me off. “I know I don’t have to I want to.” He said and gave me a sly smirk. As he left I let gravity take my head back to my pillow as I sighed. I realized my phone was next to me vibrating.
32 Missed Calls
122 Unread Texts
I reluctantly slid the unlock button to read some of the messages I received.
Hey dumb bitch. At the hospital?
Babe, I’m sorry I lost my cool.
You know how I get. I didn’t mean any of it.
Come home.
I can’t lose you. :(
WHERE ARE YOU?
ANSWER YOUR DAMN PHONE.
You got what you deserved.
I slammed my phone down on the bed. I could even hear his voice now. He’s here. That’s why I can hear his voice.
“Sawyer! She can’t see anyone right now! She’s unconscious.” I heard Avery yelling through the hospital. I didn’t know whether to pretend to be knocked out or just face him. Avery was standing in the doorway as he pushed through her.
“Baaaaaabe! You’re alright!”
I rolled my eyes and clenched my fists.
“Yeah, you really did a number on me. I meant what I said I never want to see you again. We are over.” The words fell out of my mouth with regret not because I didn’t mean it but because of how he would react. Immediately he ran to the edge of my bed and sat next to me grabbing my face with one hand he said, “Listen, here babe. You’re gonna get your shit and we’re leaving. You have no choice.”
“I do have a choice. I’m not leaving. I can’t leave. I haven’t been cleared.” His grip got tighter on my face then his hand moved to my wrist where the bruises were from last night and he squeezed me as I winced and whimpered in pain. Avery shouted, “GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE SAWYER!” Again, I heard those boots on the linoleum floor and saw a curly-headed Harry peek through my door over Avery’s head.
“Is something wrong?”
“Who the hell are you British fuck? Wait.. You aren’t.. YOU ARE. You’re from that shitty boy band.” Sawyer said as he pulled away from my wrist. I pulled it near me as it stung with pain.
“Yes, I’m Harry Styles I am in a boy band.”
“And why the hell are you here? Do you know her?”
“Well sort of.. I am the one who brought here. Is that a problem?”
Sawyer chuckled and rolled his eyes. “Not one bit you can have the slut. Let’s hope she doesn’t fuck with your head like she did mine.” He said as he barged through the door between Avery and Harry. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I began to scream in pain. The adrenaline must have held it over. Harry immediately ran over to my bed and told me it’d be okay. Avery asked Harry to move so she could check my wrist.
“Dani, let me see it.” Avery urged. I weakly handed her my right arm.
“It’s broken.” Avery said glancing up at Harry who seemed to fill with rage.
Notes
Comment if you like it please :)-Dani
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12/24/13