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'I'll just have a turkey salad sandwich please' I say to Harry 

'Two turkey salad sandwiches and two coca-cola's please' Harry says to the young waitress.

I read her name tag, Cloe.

She's very pretty. She's tall, skinny, she has beautiful blode hair that comes down past her shoulders.

Her cheeks flush as she takes the menu from Harry's hand and their fingers brush.

'Sorry' she says 'I'm a bit clumsy some times'

'It's all good love' Harry says to Cloe.

I shoot him a glare. As Cloe walks off and is out of hearing range Harry asks 'What babe?'

'You said you only call me love...' I say with a frown

'Wait, are you jealous?!' Harry says covering his mouth in mock surprise

'No, I mean I- I just- You said-'

'Hahahahaha' And that was it, Harry was laughing his lungs out.

When Cloe returned with our food Harry was still laughing but not as hard as before

'Thank you' I say sweetly as she places my sandwich and coke infront of me.

'Anything else ma'am?' she asks look at me with a polite smile

'No thankyou, could you just bring over the bill when we've finished eating please?'

'Sure! Enjoy your food' She says and with that she's gone again

I glare at Harry and take a sip of my coke, he raises his eyebrows and then picks up his lunch and takes a massive bite, lettuce falling from his mouth

'Didn't your mother teach you manners?' I ask angrily

'What?' Harry asks with a mouth full of food

'Don't talk with your mouth full and don't eat like a pig' I say and take a small bite of my sandwich, giving Harry an example of what I mean.

Harry finishes his mouthful and smirks at me, I look away for a few seconds and when I look back he is still staring at me. I swallow the small portion of food and then say 'What?!?' flinging my arms up in the air

'There's no need to be jealous babe, Cloe is Niall's ex-girlfriend. They still catch up all the time, so if anyone was needing to be jealous it would be Tomae' He says with an adorable laugh

'Oh my- I'm so sorry Harry I didn't know hun.'

'It's ok Shanna' He says, reaching across the table for my hand, 'now lets finish our lunch and head home to get ready for dinner'

We get home and I run to the bathroom, I do not feel good at all.

I fall to my knees and clutch the toilet as my stomach empties itself into the porelain throne

'Shanna!' I hear Harry's concern as he comes running down the hallway to the bathroom, he comes in and plonks down next to me. He grabs my hair and a hairtie from the counter and messily ties my hair out of my face. He places his hand on my shoulder and rubs my back.

My stomach keeps heaving untill there is nothing left, and then I am stuck there dry heaving. My stomach finaly gives up this torture and I try to stand but I quickly fall back to the ground, hitting my head on the cold tiles...

...black...

I hear Harry's voice, scared, but I can't hear exactly what he is saying, just a frantic muffle floating around in my head. I feel like my  eyes are sown shut, I try opening them but I can't. I try to speak, but words can't get past the lump in my throat. I feel like crying my eyes out but I can't open them to cry.

I feel someone scoop me up and take me somewhere but I don't know who is carrying me or where we are going.

I'm layed down onto what I assume is mine and Harry's bed, but then the bed starts moving. My eyes finaly open and the first thing I see is Harry beside me.

He has his hand intertwined with mine and we are moving down our driveway, I see flashing lights and two people in green uniform. Paramedics.

I squeeze Harry's hand and his eyes quickly flick down to mine and I can instantly see he's been crying. Tears form in my eyes and begin to roll down my cheeks. I close my eyes

'It's okay Shanna,' he says gently as he bends down to kiss my cheek 'you're about to go in the ambulance, to the hospital. You fell over and gave yourself a concussion.'

'Thanks doctor Styles' I say with as much of a smile as I can muster up. I hear Harry laugh a little.

The bed stops moving and I hear a womans voice 'Okay Shanna, my name is Lisa.'

'Hello Lisa'

'Okay love, I'm going to ask you a few questions once we are in the ambulance. Would you like Mr. Styles to come with us or would you prefer him to follow us in his own car.'

'Come with us please' I say as the bed is lifted into the ambulance. I hear rather than see Harry clamber into the back of the vehicle as soon as I'm in.

I open my eyes and see the lady climb in, what was her name? Laura? Lyla? Crap, whats wrong with me? The rear door of the ambulance is closed by a male paramedic and then the ambulance starts up. We go roaring down the road, towards the hospital.

The questions are just where do you live, what is your full name, what's your phone number, whats your boyfriends name, things like that. To see how bad my fall was to my head I guess.

The ride goes smoothly and before I know it I'm being pushed into the hospital, past doctors, nurses, rooms. All the while Harry beside me. 

We turn left going into a room, I feel tired so I ask the nurse in the room 'Can I go to sleep?'

'Sure love' she says, smiling politely. Shes very pretty, long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. I look at the badge and try hard to focus on the letters. T.... a..... shit whats that letter? Ummmmm..... Y! Tay- Taylo- Taylor! Okay her name is Taylor.

I roll onto my side and see Harry sitting on a seat, his head in his hands. 'He'll be fine' I think to myself as I drift off to sleep.

A/N~ sorry if this chapter isn't very good :/ I tried...