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Just Harry and I.

Chapter Thirty-Three.

*LIAM'S POV*

"Scar? Everything okay in there?" I yelled through the door as I rapidly knocked on it. Scarlett had been in the bathroom for about 20 minutes and no one, not even Zayn took that long to pee. I had heard a few cupboards shut and water run etc earlier, but no sound at all after that. I started to feel anxious. The silence continued.

"Scar?" I shouted, still nothing. I composed myself, adjusting my distance from the bathroom door to get a healthy runway in order to knock it down. I crashed my entire body, shoulder first, into the door. This caused it to snap in the middle, then completely crash to the ground, next to Scarlett's pale head.

There she laid, like sleeping beauty with a few strings attached. Blood was smothered all over her, covering her body and the floor. Her wrists were coated especially as that was where the cuts started, they bled and bled and bled. Oh my shitwank. What if she was dead? Next to her I noticed the pregnancy test, just out of her reach. It was positive.

I panicked, swinging open cupboard doors until I came across bandages. Thank god. I wrapped them around her cuts gently, I knew she was unconscious so it wouldn't hurt her, but it still comforted me that I wasn't hurting her anymore. I picked her up, bridal-style and laid her onto the bed. I chewed at my nails before calling 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Gracious Hotel, 26 Normanton Street. Room 106. Get here. Now." I demanded before hanging up the phone and checking for Scar's pulse.

I placed my fingers over her necks, as her wrists were hidden under the bandages. I struggled to find it, but I did. It was faint and didn't beat very often but it was there. That counted.

I picked up my phone to ring the lads.

"Niall? You and the others get to Scar's now. She needs help." I whimpered.

"Okay, we're on our way."

They arrived. Harry took one look at Scarlett and immediately stomped over to me.

"What the fuck have you done?" he screeched, raising his fist towards my face.

"Not now." Niall pulled him away. I nodded towards him in gratitude. Harry's anger soon turned into sobs and he collapsed to the floor.

"I-is she alive?" he asked, his lips trembling and his voice crumbling.

"Yes." I chewed at my nails, hoping to god she was okay. He looked over at Scar's body which looked so delicate and fragile.

"Baby. I'm here. It's Harry. Wake up. C'mon princess you can do it. I love you, don't leave me. I need you." he was practically pleading for her to open her eyes. I felt so awful, his tears made me feel so miserable. I could practically his heart pounding through his chest. Eventually, he fell to his knees and placed his head in his hands.

"Open those pretty eyes!" Niall shouted. "You can do it, stay with us."

"Come back to us. Please Scar." Zayn whispered, his voice shaking and honestly I don't think he was whispering by choice.

"Stay strong." Louis was crying too. He had never been one to hide his emotions.

I kept quiet. I didn't know what to say. All of this was my fault. I couldn't breathe, I felt frightened. Lost. Everything used to be perfect until I opened my big fat gob. I hated myself.

As I looked around the room at all of the boys' eyes that were filled with terror and heartbreak, it truly showed how much she meant to each and every one of them. I couldn't just stand there and watch her uselessly.

I scampered into the bathroom after grabbing a mug. I filled it up with water and returned to where Scarlett was placed. I chucked the water over her face. I wasn't really thinking about what I was doing, I just needed to do something.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Harry snapped. I ignored him and repeated what I had just done. What was I doing? I did this about 7 times, I couldn't give up. On the eight time her eyes flickered open, wincing at the light. "BABY!" Harry beamed, his tears practically drowning Scar as he carefully took her into a hug.

"W-what?" she looked puzzled, her voice was so quiet it sounded like a breath. Scarlett looked so weak and she looked as if she was going to pass out again.

"Sit her up, Harry." I said sternly.

"I think she shou-" he started.

"Just do it." I interrupted, bitterly. He agreed and pushed her up, supporting her back as he did so. "Now Scar, I know all this must seem horrible to you but can you just put your head in between your legs?" I asked, now calming the tone in my voice. I had watched on some documentary that you were meant to make someone do this if they felt faint. She nodded slightly, before doing as I said.

I heard ambulance sirens appearing from outside. Suddenly, people were hurrying in and carrying Scarlett out on a stretcher.

"I don't know who got her awake so quickly and instructed her on what to do to stay awake, but well done. You saved her life." the last doctor said, then rushed to join the others. Harry had left with them, sprinting by Scar's side.

"You did a good job, Li." Zayn patted me on the back.

But I didn't though did I?

I was the reason she was in this bloody mess.

Notes

Really short one but not updated for three days D:

Comments

I've lost a subscriber guys:(

@Frizzi
Thank you:) I'm halfway through an update.
I blame pizza for taking control of me!

I really love this story. It's so exciting:-) please Update:)

Frizzi Frizzi
1/30/14

@Jo_Stace
Thanks so much:)
Ha ha, not just yet;)

This story is amazing! I love it:)(:
I hate Taylor eurgh. Just kill her pls(;

Jo_Stace Jo_Stace
1/30/14