Eighteen | H.S. |

n i n e

I wake up in a hospital bed. I am laying on top of Harry. Harry. His features are soft, but full of life. His throat has a gigantic bruise on it. I trace it gently, and intertwine my fingers in his. His dark hair drapes over his forehead, and he has dark circles framing his eyes. Hr is so beat up, from the fight with David, then Liam. But I don't look to good either. I have cuts all over my arms, hands, legs, and face from the glass I was laying in, my lips are chapped and cracked from the crying I have done over the past 24 hours. And my eyes are puffy and blood shot from the tears that kept on coming. And my hair is a mess, and still has some glass in it. I shake it out and get some water from the water gallon that's outside.

"Hey beautiful," Harry's raspy voice cracks as I walk in.

"Hey, how do you feel?"

"Like shit." He laughs "Come and lay with me." He holds his arms out and I crawl into the bed. He hooks his arm around my shoulder and kisses my temple. "You make me feel better."

"Who was that?" I ask him.

"This asshole that was in my old high school. He is always looking for trouble. Always."

"You scared me so bad. I was a mess. I pleaded for you to stay with me. I wouldn't let go of your body when the ambulance came. They had to pull me off of you. When they did, I just laid in the spot where you were. I..I thought you were dead." My voice cracks and tears start to spill out. "I tried to do CPR but it didnt work. It was the worst thing that I have ever experienced." He caresses my cheek bone and pushes the hairs of of my forehead.

"It wont happen again. I pinkie swear." And he holds his pinkie out to me and I hook my little finger around his. " I love you. When do i get to get out of the hospital?'" He ask the doctor.

"your checkout is actually today, Mr. Styles." and he hands Harry so many papers. "just sign and you should be good to go." It takes what feels like forever, but Harry finally finished signing the papers. I help Harry up and he takes my hand in his and smiles.

"This is the medicine that I needed." He says and I smile this is my medicine too. Harry is the only thing that can cure my hollowness.

"Me too." I smile and he wraps his arm around my waist and I rest my head on his chest.

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AUGUST

I am packing up for college and Harry comes to help. "hey babe." He says gently.

"What's wrong?" I ask him. Then I look at his cheeks. He has a new one on the right side. He got into another fight. "Did you fight someone again?"

"Yeah..Liam." He looks at the ground and swings his boot at his feet.

"Why?" I don't want him to get hurt again. Not like last time.

"Well, he started to talk shit about me and you so I beat him up this time. I'm sorry." He looks like a tiny little kid. Guilty and sorry. He is so adorable.

"It's okay. But don't get hurt again, like last time." I plea him not to get hurt again. He gently kisses my lips and starts to help with packing.

..

"Are you going to be in a dorm room?" Harry ask me as I pull my jeans out of the drawer and into the suitcase that is laying on my bed.

"Yeah..I wanted a apartment, but my mom made me get a dorm. I dont even know my roommate so i hope she is okay, atleast. Are you getting a dorm?" I watch him as he gently puts a picture frame into the cardborad box, the picture is of Harry and I, one of my favorite.

"No, Im getting a apartment with Zayn, do you want you can see the it when we go tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure."

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Sorry I haven't updated I've been really busy I will update again sometime this week. thanks for the support and love!
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-Mira☠