Reunited | h.s

Chapter 16

(2 week later)

Hazel's pov.
I haven't talked to Harry in a week. I know I was the one to break up with him but I miss him. He hasn't even called or texted me, nothing! I miss him so much, but I don't recognize my Harry anymore.

My phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey Hazel, uhm- I uh- we need you're help." Niall says.

"Uh why?" I say and I suddenly hear a smashing sound over the phone.

"Well we have a little situation, can you come over to Harry's please?" He asks.

"Who ya callin' mate?" I hear a voice in the background, I think it's Harry's.

"Come now, please." Niall says and he hangs up.

I get my coat and keys and I leave to go to Harry's house.

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I finally get to Harry's.

I knock on the door and Liam opens it.

"What's the problem?" I ask.

"Uhm- it's Harry, he's kinda drunk." Liam says.

"Fuck!" I hear Harry's voice and the sound of a smashing bottle.

"What happened?" I say as I walk in.

"Well, he's been drinking a lot and going to clubs a lot and well he's just a mess and now he's out of control." Niall says when he sees me.

"Okay and what do you want me to do about that?" I say.

"Help him?" Liam says.

"How?" I say.

"Just calm him down." Niall says. "You're the only one that can."

"Oh- okay." I say.

I walk upstairs to where his room is. I hear another bottle break, he probably knocked it over.

I knock on the door.

"Harry... it's me." i say.

There's no answer.

I open the door and i see him in a little corner half conscious. He's a mess.

"Leave!" He says.

"Harry-"

"No leave! You can't be here! I hate you." he says slurring he's words. "You're a bitch." he adds, my heart broke in a million pieces when I heard those words come out of his mouth.

"Harry, I'm sorry." I say and he gets up.

"No you're not you don't care about me! I loved you and you- you never loved me! I waited and waited for you and you'd just hopped on to the first guy stupid enough to love you." He says shouting at me.

"Harry, stop." I say.

"You know what you are? You're a whore. You- you don't love me, you just wanna screw with me and fuck with my- my mind, you made me fall in love with you and made me think about you every second of the day and now I want to hate you because you're a bitch but I can't. And you- you're living your life not giving a damn about me!" He says getting madder. The more he spoke the more I felt like crying.

I get up and take away the bottle he had in his hands.

"Harry you're a mess. You need to stop drinking, you'll get sick Harry." I say.

"I don't care."

"Harry you'll get yourself killed!" I say.

"Why do you even care! Remember what you said? I told you how much you meant to me and you said that maybe we weren't meant to be. You never loved me. Fuck you, get out." He says.

"Harry-"

"Get out!" He screams and trips over something and falls on the ground and hits his head.

"Harry," i say crouching down, "you're bleeding." I say.

"No im not." He slurs.

I see him drifting off.

"Harry stay awake, don't fucking pass out." I say and slap him to keep him awake.

He mumbles something but i cant make words out what he said.

"Guys!" I scream and they come running up.

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We drove Harry to the hospital. We're waiting for the doctor in the waiting room.

"It's my fault." I say.

"Hazel, what are you saying? None of this is your fault." Liam says.

"Yeah it is, I was so mean to him. I dont even know how I could of said all those things to him." I say.

"Hazel it's not your fault, with everything that has happened lately, Zayn leaving, him fighting with Louis, it's not your fault." He says and brings me into a hug.

"Where's Niall?" I ask.

"He's on the phone with Louis." He says.

A few minutes later, the doctor comes up to us.

"Mr. Styles is stable for now but we still have to finish detoxicating his body from the heavy alcohol usage. He also has a minor concussion and he is still unconscious but he should be fine." The doctor says.

"Can we see him?" Niall asks.

"Of course." he says and brings us to his room.

"Thank you, doctor." I say and before entering the room.

We sit around him and just look at him.

"If you guys don't mind, I'd like to be with him alone for a moment." I say.

"Yeah sure." Niall says and he leaves the room with Liam.

"Harry, if you can hear me, I'm sorry. I shouldn't of said those things, I didn't mean what I said." I say holding his hand.

I suddenly feel his hand hold mine tighter. I look at him and I see his eyes slowly open.

I run my hand through his hair and I put my hand on his soft cheek.

"Hazel..." He says softly.

"Harry, I'm so so sorry. I never meant what I said, I love you and I can't live without you, these past weeks have been horrible and I'm so sorry for hurting you, I never wanted to. I love you, Harry. Please take me back." I say.

"I love you, too" He says softly. "I'm sorry for whatever I said when I was drunk. I hate that you had to see me like that." He says.

"It okay, babe." I say and press my lips onto his. His breath still had a taste of alcohol.

He noticed I cringed a little.

"I still taste like alcohol don't I?" He says.

"Yeah." I say and giggle a little and kiss him again.

He moves over in his hospital bed and makes some space for me.

"Come on." he says and I laugh a little.

I get into the hospital bed with him. He wraps his arm around me and kisses me.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you too." he says and smiles.