Nēvēr Ēnding Løve ~ n.s *ON HOLD*

10.

Harry's POV -

I reach out to the blacked out dust cloud in front of me waving my hands around trying to get a sense of what atmosphere I was in. The hell? Where am I.
I turn my pale face around and see nothing once again... 'Okay so this may or may not be creepy but I can always walk and see where my feet take me' I thought.
I attempt to move my legs but fail. Okay what? Looking down, I see my legs but I can definitely feel them "not" moving. I try to pry them off the ground but nothing seemed to work.
"Agh! Is anyone here?! I'm stuck!"
I yell out in frustration, which was probably a stupid idea considering I can't see any houses or anything.
A sound similar to a crack in a twig catches my attention and had me alert.
'Maybe Satan came to drag me to hell earlier than I expected'
The same sound follows and I'm full on shaking and dripping in sweat and suddenly a high, pitched scream fills the space around me. I cover my ears and bend down but it seemed to be getting closer... And closer.. Until it was almost directly above me while the hot tears that seemed like warm tar rubbing against my skin, streamed down my cheeks.
The screaming got louder and closer and then abruptly stopped.
Shit.
I look up afraid of what I might see but squint my eyes as I realise where I am. I'm in a room.. A white room, with someone on the bed , sleeping across my legs. What the....
"Um helloo?" I drag out.
The young man shot up and stared me straight in the eye with his piercing blue ones. His gaze sent shocks coursing through my veins... huh.
After what seemed like eternity he screams out over his shoulder.
"NURSE!" And presses a red button hard enough to make it crack into two singular Peices.
I cringe at the loudness of his voice and lean back in the bed gasping for air... My tongue felt dry and my eyes felt small. 'Why the hell am I in a hospital' I thought to myself.

I take a few deep breathes, counting silently to myself in order to calm down. Something my mother taught me... When in a situation unfamiliar... Calm down and breathe before panicking.
If it weren't for the advice she had given me when I was little I would be having a stroke right now.

I feel a cold hand being placed on my thigh and my eyes shoot open, involuntary my leg twitches and I leap backward a bit in shock.
"Hey hey calm down, I'm not going to hurt you" His voice soothingly explains. He seemed tired. I notice the bags under his red eyes and the way his fingers twitch repeatedly. His dirty blonde hair has dark roots and his accent seemed quite familiar. Irish I would assume but then again... I've never known an Irishman.
"Who are you?" I manage to croak out, surprised at my own dry tone of voice. He seems to crumble in front of me as I mutter those words to him. The tears fall from his eyes fast and onto his lap before slowly sobbing into his right elbow and wiping his cheeks against his sleeve. With wobbly hands he grabs a bottle of water and pours the clear liquid into a glass before handing it to me.
"Drink up" he says nervously.

I'm doubtful whether to accept it or not but I end up doing so, because my I feel like my throat may Rip open in case of one more dry swallow.
The cool liquid glides down my throat and provides me relief instantly and I feel much better within seconds. My throbbing head seems to have disappeared and I'm able to stretch my lanky limbs into the air around me through weird positions.

I hear a clang of a metal door and a familiar click of high heels tapping against the room floor walking inside.
"Ah! Mr.Styles! You're awake! I was beginning to think there was no hope but you've proved me wrong haven't you?" She rambles out before heading on her way next to my bed to check vitals I assume.

"Why am I here? Who are you people?" I question the perky nurse who plays with my needle as the medicine gets pushed into me.
The blonde boy next to me suddenly pushes his chair backwards forcefully and heads towards the door fast , slamming it shut on his way out.
What was his problem?

"Mr.Styles, may I ask you a series of questions?" She smiled politely, showing off the red lipstick smudged across her face and even on her front tooth.
"Yes you may?" What a joyous thing to be asked... Note the sarcasm. I guess normally when a person asks you that they don't really mean it nicely. That question was the question that came before some questions that usually weren't so nice.
(A/N - Yes I intended to use the word that many times, you may proceed :P )

"Do you remember the date of your birth?"
"Yes, February 1st 1994, if I remember exactly"
"How old are you Mr.Styles?"
"16, why?"
"Sir, did someone tell you that you are sixteen?"
"No? I know when my birthday is?"
"Mr.Styles, the year is 2015 and you are currently 21 years old. It's March. You're 21st birthday was little more than a month ago" She explained slowly... Dragging along each word, as if I was some dumb shit that couldn't understand english. 
"Is this a joke? Okay Everyone can come out now, whoever you guys are, this is a sick prank!!" I call out, chuckling a bit. 'As if' I scoff.
"Sir...."
"COME OUT YOU FUCKING PRICKS!" Im almost at my maximum temper and I may just have a panic attack.
My body begins to tremble and my teeth start chattering.
"Mr Styles! Sir, your having a panic attack! I need you to stay calm, I will just get the doctor!"
She hands me a mask and I breathe in the oxygen desperately, clearing my lungs.

I struggle to keep my consciousness and slowly feel my eye lids beginning to droop. I fight to keep them steady and awake for the doctor but nothing worked. I went out like a light... seeing a short blonde boy standing by the door, peeking through with tears running down his cheeks shortly before passing out. 

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Wow Alisha. Wow. Now how long did It take me to update. Eh  PFT not that long! YEAH RIGHT! I call major BS.
I know I say sorry a lot but I apologise truly.
Sorry for the filler chapter! Been under a lot of stress lately. Yaknow.... Exam bs + stupid work.
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