"Uhmm...I'm sorry. I have no idea who you are." Chills ran through my body as I tried to figure out if he was joking or not. His eyes still puzzled me as he waited for a response. My mouth tried to form words before I ran out of the hospital room. Please, please, please, don't let this be real, I said to myself, eyes closed, as I ran through the hospital hallways. I felt a hard body run into my small frame and reopened my eyes. "I'm terribly sorry, love." A deep voice said My icy blue eyes met an unfamiliar pair of darker blue ones. When I didn't respond he said, "Are you okay? You've been crying." I have? My hands ran up to my cheeks which were, indeed, damp with sticky tears. "I'm sorry." was all I could make out. "It's not your fault. What's your name? I'm Louis." "I'm Isabel." I said softly. "Who are you seeing?" "My mate, Harry. Do you know where he is?" Hot tears steamed down my face once again and I buried my face in my small, cool hands. I felt Louis' warm arms wrap around me as he hushed my hysteria. "It's okay. You're okay." Once I calmed down he helped me up and I directed him to Harry's room but warned him that Harry couldn't remember anything. We said our goodbyes because I could not stay there in that hospital any longer. ** I climbed into my mom's car and told her to just go home although she was concerned about my puffy, red, eyes. I had mixed emotions as we drove away from the hospital. Harry tripped me, hurling me down into the pit of despair, but a smiled played on my lips knowing Louis saved me,from falling into depression. Hadn't he?

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