Wrecking Ball
Chapter 44
Liam throws me over his shoulder in an attempt to carry me away from the scene. I attempt to break free from him but he succeeds as my crying and screaming has caused me to grow tired.
I’m gently placed in the back of his car, with the scene of Harry holding his stomach and looking into my eyes etched into my vision. Zayn climbs into the passenger seat and Grace slides in next to me. Liam pulls out of the parking space and onto the main road.
I barely acknowledge Grace’s fingers rubbing small circles into my hand. I look out of the window but I can’t see anything as my eyes are still blurry from my tears.
How could they just leave Harry to die? I look forward and I can see Liam is studying my face through the rear view mirror. His eyebrows are arched causing his forehead to wrinkle.
We drive for about 10 more minutes before Liam pulls over next to an alleyway. Zayn takes his phone out of his pocket and clicks a few buttons before holding it to his ear.
‘Where are you?’ Zayn asks.
I can’t hear who the other person on the line is so I try and work out what is going on through the one sided conversation.
‘Ok. What do you want me to tell them?’ There was another short pause at the person on the other end had their turn to speak
‘We’ll be there in about 10 minutes. Ok bye.’
Zayn returns his phone to its previous position in his back pocket and turns in his seat so he is facing me and Grace now.
‘Harry has been taken to hospital and we are going but we need you to do what we say first.’ Zayn looks at me sternly and I nod showing him I understand.
‘You and Grace were at her house tonight when Niall called you telling you what had happened to Harry. Niall will call you in a minute but he will hang up when you answer.’
As if Niall knew my phone started ringing. I rummaged quickly through my pockets to find it and I answered it.
‘Hello?’ The line went dead.
‘What is going on Zayn?’ Grace asked getting a little angry.
‘The police will want to know what happened tonight with Harry and they can’t know about the fight or he will go to jail. They will check everyone’s alibis and check if Niall really did call Samii.’
I looked at Zayn and Liam in the front. They all seemed to know what they were doing pretty well. They must have done something like this before. I pushed the thought out of my head as Zayn continued to speak.
‘Can you girls do that?’ I looked at Grace who was already looking at me.
‘Yes.’ I whispered and Grace nodded showing she agreed.
‘Let’s go and see him.’ Liam spoke for the first time since we had stopped.
I’m close to running through the white pristine corridors of the hospital, with Liam hot on my trail behind me, trying to work my way out as I go. I finally find what I'm looking for when I turn a corner and see a women sitting behind a desk wearing the dark blue dress showing she is a nurse.
‘Harry Styles. He was just brought in.’ I pant at her trying to catch my breath.
‘I’m sorry only close relatives at the moment.’ The nurse says not even looking up from her paperwork.
‘Please he doesn't have any family. It’s only me.’ I plead through tears.
I finally gain her attention and she looks at me for a few moments before speaking again.
‘Down that corridor. Room 3.’ I thank her over and over before taking off running in the direction she had pointed.
I push through the doors and instantly spot the blood covered Niall and Louis standing outside of a room looking into in through a window.
It’s strange to see the two boys standing together without fighting after so long of them not getting on. I guess it took Harry getting stabbed to realise that they were still friends.
Louis noticed me first nudging Niall and Niall turned to look at me. Niall took two big steps forward and grabbed my by the arms stopping me from seeing Harry.
‘He doesn’t look good Samii but he will be fine.’ Niall was prepping me but I pushed past him and stood in front on the window that looked in to Harry’s small room.
Harry was lying on a bed with a pipe coming out of his mouth and a couple of things attached to his right arm. His t shirt had been cut open so they could get to his wound which was now bandaged. His perfect mop of curls was still being held out of his face by his bandana.
There were a few doctors and a couple of nurses standing around Harry each one playing an important role of keeping my boo alive. I leaned my head against the window and begged Harry’s eyes to open.
A doctor had noticed I was looking and handed his clipboard to a nurse. He walked out of the door and stood in front of me. He towered over me a bit like Harry did even though I was wearing high heels.
‘Mrs Styles?’ The doctor asked.
My heart ached when he called me that. I thought back to what Harry had said to me in the car about getting married one day like he knew this was going to happen. I hadn’t even had the chance to tell him how I really feel about him. That I love him.
‘No. No I’m his girlfriend Samantha Woods.’ I spoke blinking back tears.
The doctor cleared his throat like he was about to make a speech. ‘When Harry was stabbed he lost a large amount of blood. We are doing everything we can but the next 12 hours are going to be critical. If he survives the night we believe he will make it.’
The machines inside the room which causes both of us to look into the room through the window.
‘Doctor we need you.’ A nurse says poking her head out of the door.
The Doctor turns and quickly walks back into the room and over to Harry’s bed.
I watch as they work quickly and carefully around Harry. I start to cry as they move frustrated that I didn’t know what they were doing to him. I see their lips moving but I can’t hear anything they are saying.
I feel an arm move around my waist pulling me into their side but I don’t acknowledge who it is. I turn into the mystery person and start to cry harder but I keep my eyes on Harry, watching as they work to keep him alive.
I’m gently placed in the back of his car, with the scene of Harry holding his stomach and looking into my eyes etched into my vision. Zayn climbs into the passenger seat and Grace slides in next to me. Liam pulls out of the parking space and onto the main road.
I barely acknowledge Grace’s fingers rubbing small circles into my hand. I look out of the window but I can’t see anything as my eyes are still blurry from my tears.
How could they just leave Harry to die? I look forward and I can see Liam is studying my face through the rear view mirror. His eyebrows are arched causing his forehead to wrinkle.
We drive for about 10 more minutes before Liam pulls over next to an alleyway. Zayn takes his phone out of his pocket and clicks a few buttons before holding it to his ear.
‘Where are you?’ Zayn asks.
I can’t hear who the other person on the line is so I try and work out what is going on through the one sided conversation.
‘Ok. What do you want me to tell them?’ There was another short pause at the person on the other end had their turn to speak
‘We’ll be there in about 10 minutes. Ok bye.’
Zayn returns his phone to its previous position in his back pocket and turns in his seat so he is facing me and Grace now.
‘Harry has been taken to hospital and we are going but we need you to do what we say first.’ Zayn looks at me sternly and I nod showing him I understand.
‘You and Grace were at her house tonight when Niall called you telling you what had happened to Harry. Niall will call you in a minute but he will hang up when you answer.’
As if Niall knew my phone started ringing. I rummaged quickly through my pockets to find it and I answered it.
‘Hello?’ The line went dead.
‘What is going on Zayn?’ Grace asked getting a little angry.
‘The police will want to know what happened tonight with Harry and they can’t know about the fight or he will go to jail. They will check everyone’s alibis and check if Niall really did call Samii.’
I looked at Zayn and Liam in the front. They all seemed to know what they were doing pretty well. They must have done something like this before. I pushed the thought out of my head as Zayn continued to speak.
‘Can you girls do that?’ I looked at Grace who was already looking at me.
‘Yes.’ I whispered and Grace nodded showing she agreed.
‘Let’s go and see him.’ Liam spoke for the first time since we had stopped.
I’m close to running through the white pristine corridors of the hospital, with Liam hot on my trail behind me, trying to work my way out as I go. I finally find what I'm looking for when I turn a corner and see a women sitting behind a desk wearing the dark blue dress showing she is a nurse.
‘Harry Styles. He was just brought in.’ I pant at her trying to catch my breath.
‘I’m sorry only close relatives at the moment.’ The nurse says not even looking up from her paperwork.
‘Please he doesn't have any family. It’s only me.’ I plead through tears.
I finally gain her attention and she looks at me for a few moments before speaking again.
‘Down that corridor. Room 3.’ I thank her over and over before taking off running in the direction she had pointed.
I push through the doors and instantly spot the blood covered Niall and Louis standing outside of a room looking into in through a window.
It’s strange to see the two boys standing together without fighting after so long of them not getting on. I guess it took Harry getting stabbed to realise that they were still friends.
Louis noticed me first nudging Niall and Niall turned to look at me. Niall took two big steps forward and grabbed my by the arms stopping me from seeing Harry.
‘He doesn’t look good Samii but he will be fine.’ Niall was prepping me but I pushed past him and stood in front on the window that looked in to Harry’s small room.
Harry was lying on a bed with a pipe coming out of his mouth and a couple of things attached to his right arm. His t shirt had been cut open so they could get to his wound which was now bandaged. His perfect mop of curls was still being held out of his face by his bandana.
There were a few doctors and a couple of nurses standing around Harry each one playing an important role of keeping my boo alive. I leaned my head against the window and begged Harry’s eyes to open.
A doctor had noticed I was looking and handed his clipboard to a nurse. He walked out of the door and stood in front of me. He towered over me a bit like Harry did even though I was wearing high heels.
‘Mrs Styles?’ The doctor asked.
My heart ached when he called me that. I thought back to what Harry had said to me in the car about getting married one day like he knew this was going to happen. I hadn’t even had the chance to tell him how I really feel about him. That I love him.
‘No. No I’m his girlfriend Samantha Woods.’ I spoke blinking back tears.
The doctor cleared his throat like he was about to make a speech. ‘When Harry was stabbed he lost a large amount of blood. We are doing everything we can but the next 12 hours are going to be critical. If he survives the night we believe he will make it.’
The machines inside the room which causes both of us to look into the room through the window.
‘Doctor we need you.’ A nurse says poking her head out of the door.
The Doctor turns and quickly walks back into the room and over to Harry’s bed.
I watch as they work quickly and carefully around Harry. I start to cry as they move frustrated that I didn’t know what they were doing to him. I see their lips moving but I can’t hear anything they are saying.
I feel an arm move around my waist pulling me into their side but I don’t acknowledge who it is. I turn into the mystery person and start to cry harder but I keep my eyes on Harry, watching as they work to keep him alive.
Notes
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12/11/13