Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

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<Harry's Point of View>

We have just sat down on the sofa and Hazelia has just tried to explain to us why she needs to know what has happened before she lost her memory.

I have just explained to Hazelia why we can't tell her everything right now. Although, I didn't tell her nothing at all.

When Hazel first woke up after the accident, I told her how much I loved her and how much we all do.

Now Hazel is starting to slur her words until she stops speaking completely. Her beautiful light brownish-green eyes now have a glossy look.

"Oh no!" I scream as I attempt to catch her. I'm successful but she is bleeding from between her legs.

Something isn't right.

We all panic not knowing what to do other than to just take her back to the hospital. Everyone decides that I and Zayn should take her since she is familiar with us more. We take the convertible, that I just bought, to the hospital.

When we arrive, the lot and entrance are full of fans and flashing cameras. But we don't care. I take Hazelia's limp, bleeding body in my arms and barge through the crowd to get her into a wheelchair, then a room.

The doctors look at her and fear falls over their face. They immediately rushed her through the double doors and into surgery. I beg to the doctors for me to go with her but they deny me access.

***2 hours later...

Hazel is back in the room and she looks pale and frail. The nurse then sticks her arm with a needle with solution to keep her hydrated.

The doctor pulls me aside, "Mr. Styles, I'm so sorry to have to tell you this," I'm instantly worried of what he has to say, "but the baby did not make it. The bleeding she was having was due to that. Again, I am so sorry for your loss." The doctor walks away sadly

My mind cannot comprehend what the doctor has just told me. I fall to my knees asking the sky "Why?! Why did this happen to me?! To us?! Why?!!!" Expecting an answer, I pick myself up, and punch the wall as if it was going to help me. It didn't.

Still furious at no one and trying to compose my thoughts, I walk into the room to find Hazel awake but in pain.

She grabs her belly and cries out, "Did they tell you? Was this what you wanted? What's going on?"

I'm speechless. Composing my anger and grief.

With tears free falling down her face, she looks away and sobs so loud that the nurse came back in to see what was wrong.

"Why? Why did this happen?!" Hazel asks the nurse, face still wet from crying.

"There is no explanation for what happened, but what I can tell you is that you lost alot of blood from the accident you recently were in and the baby was in need of some blood too." The nurse replies and walks out.

Hazel quietly says, "Maybe it was for the best. Maybe a baby is not what I need right now. Especially a baby with someone that I barely know."

"How can you say that?! I understand you don't know me that well right now but we used to be in love! We had everything planned, from the moment I asked you to marry me to the moment we die. I said I will never leave you for as long as I live, and I meant it for you and our children." I say with tears filling my eyes.

"I'm sorry" is all Hazelia has to say at that moment.

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