The Gas Stop

Chapter Eight: Secrets

Recap:

Harry’s POV

We were laughing so hard from a part of the movie when suddenly we heard a scream.

“DAD!” the voice screamed.

“Carri” we heard Olli whisper.

We all ran upstairs immediately wanting to know what happened. We burst into her room. We saw Carri screaming and shaking on her bed. She was crying like her life depended on it.

“Dad” she whispered before blacking out.

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Harry's POV

“CARRI!” I screamed running towards the bed.

I lifted her hand and held it in mine. I checked her pulse and luckily she was still breathing.

“What do we do know?” I asked looking up to see Olli crying on Niall’s shoulder while he hugged her.

I looked at the others expecting something but they all seemed frozen. I snapped my fingers and they broke out of their trance.

“We should call a doctor and wait until she wakes up.” Liam said in a firm voice. He always tried his best to be strong for us.  Zayn went and called the doctor.  When the doctor came he checked her pulse like I had done and did a few other things.

“She should wake up in a few.” He said.

Well thanks for the information! Note sarcasm.

“A few what?” Louis questioned.

“Minutes.  Hours.  Days.” He shrugged.

He packed up and left the room. 

“Ohhh” moaned Carri.

I snapped my head back fast but luckily not fast enough to get whiplash. Seconds later she opened her eyes.

“Hey guys” she croaked smiling weakly.

“Are you ok? We heard you screaming upstairs and when we came upstairs you whispered something then fainted.” I explained.

I saw her wince when we said that.

“Did you hear what I said?” she whispered.

It was like she was afraid of what we would say. We all shook her heads except Olli. She did say that she had sensitive ears.

Carri sighed and told us to go downstairs and wait for her, that she wanted to take a shower. We went downstairs patiently waiting for Carri. I heard the shower start and stop after a few minutes. 15 minutes later she came downstairs wearing a blue Mickey Mouse shirt, a hoodie, black jeans, grey uggs and a star necklace. She had her hair up in a messy bun and a little bit of lip gloss on. 

She looked beautiful. Wait what? She looked hot; yeah that’s what I meant. She was holding onto the necklace like it meant something big to her. Maybe it had something to do with what she wanted to tell us.

She took a deep breath before speaking.

“It started when I was 16. One day….”                           

Carri’s POV

I started telling them the story. It was time to. I trusted them a lot even though it has only been a week or two. I took a deep breath before speaking. “It started when I was 16. One day…..”