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Kenzies POV

I never thought i'd ever care about someone as much as I cared about Harry. It took one sentence to shatter my world into a million pieces. When the women on the opposite end of the call told me Harry, Becca, and Niall had been in a car accident I felt a sharp pain in my chest as my knees fell to the floor. The pain was like a thousand tiny needles pricking at my chest all at different times. Liam, Lou, Zayn, and I rushed over to Liams car, he said he'd drive us all down to the Hospital. The worst possible thought entered my mind. Harry was dead, or was going to die. The lady wasn't specific, she only informed me of two things. The fact they were in a crash and what Hospital they were all being rushed to. I tried to hang on to that glimmer of hope that I was just thinking the worst. I'm just gonna hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. 

The thought of not waking up next those curls everyday or ever seeing those green eyes look back at me. The thought of never feeling Harry's warm arms wrap around me, our bodies intertwining together. I just wanted to feel his soft pink lips pressed against mine, all I want was the taste that his lips allowed. The thought of never getting that rush, that spark from a kiss. It all just flooded into my mind. I felt my heart smash together at the idea of it. Tears began to fill my eyes as I recounted the moments i've had with Harry. The time we attempted to make brownies, and we had our first kiss. The first time we met. The time we cuddled on the couch. The time I went to his house to demand for him back. My birthday. The sarcastic comments. All of it. God. I couldnt help it, I let the silent tears leave my eyes and roll down my cheeks. This just can't be happening, not yet. 

Liam put his hand on top of mine.

“I-I can't lose him Liam.”

“You wont he will be fine.” Liam pulled off a totally fake smile.

Nevertheless his words gave me reassurance. 

“Especially, not the way things ended. Liam what if-”

“No Kenzie! No what ifs. You'll be able to tell him everything! Okay? He's... he's gonna be okay.”

I could tell Liam was just as frightened by the situation as me. I didn't know what to say, so I decided to say nothing at all. 

We arrived at the Hospital. As soon as Liam parked, I jumped out of the car and ran to the main entrance. I didnt care who was watching. My patience was running thin. I couldnt stand another second of not knowing Harry was all right. 

I walked into the room and ran to the front desk.

“Harry! Harry Styles were is he? I need to see him now!” I demanded to the thin African-American lady at the front desk.

“Kenzie!” I heard a familiar Irish accent call from behind me.

I spun around. It was Niall. He had cuts and bruises on his face. I noticed his arm was broken and placed into a sling. His eyes were red. I could tell he had been crying. Disregarding the lady at the desk I ran over to Niall and carefully hugged him.

“Niall what-what happened?” I asked as the rest of the boys followed inside and caught up to me.

“Well,” Niall began “H-harry stopped in da middle of a intersection. He turned around to talk to Becca, she was sitting right behind him. I sat behind the passengers seat. Da car came out of nowhere.” Tears started to fill his eyes once again.

“I-I tried to warn Harry... But it was to late. Everything went dark. Then I woke up. I was out of the car., on the street. I saw Becca and Harry...” Tears now started to fall from his face.

“They don't look well Kenz.” he finished. 

“Where are they now Niall?” Lou asked.

“I-I dunno. They wont lemme see 'em. I dunno anything.”