Love Hurts { Harry Styles FanFiction }

Chapter 4: "We both knew I was lying."

Harry's POV

" Ow!" I screamed in agonizing discomfort.

I crouched down, leaning on the lockers for support. I was holding my head in my hands, holding it tightly, like that would magically make the pain go away. I slowly slid down to the ground, laying in a fetal position.

I swear, sometimes I can bet anything that the 'H' in " Harry" stands for headaches. I don't even know why I have them! At least, if I had them my whole life, I could just say that I was born with it and it would be somewhat normal... but no, I started getting them when I was only 5 years old.

I've been taken to doctors, but none of them have given me a diagnoses. They just say that it's something I'll have to live with. It's sort of like, if someone has something they don't like about themselves and they just have to live with it... But, this is sadly something I can't just ignore.

I've even been sent to a mental hospital before... they thought I was insane, for crying out loud! Well, maybe I am. I don't know, I suppose it's still possible.

I used to think it was because I was traumatized.

You see, when I was 5, I went to the park by myself. I remember showing intense curiosity for a girl there... the thing is... I witnessed something I wasn't supposed to at that age. I had to take major responsibility and actually try to help.

You know, I always felt like it was my fault. I mean, the girl was pretty interested in me as well, which is why she crossed the road. If I wasn't there, her father would still be alive. Yes, I know he died. When I got my mum to come and call an ambulance, we stayed at the hospital for a bit. I remember going to the loo and hearing commotion coming from her father's room.

Although, he was already dead when they found him, they were able for bring him back for a while. I felt bad for her. The girl and her mother. The mother got to see him for a bit, but not talk to him since he was in emergency surgery. The girl was passed out the whole time, do to blood loss. Just imagine that... Waking up and being told that your father died from an accident that you witnessed... I remember sobbing just at the thought of it.

My mum really shouldn't have said so much in front of me with the nurses... I understood a lot more than she thought.

The headaches started when the girl hit her head... As I got farther and farther away from her, it only hurt more.

Anyways, back to present time.

I tried to stand up, only to be taken back down. I slowly started dragging myself across the floor. I was trying to get to my car to get home and get some rest. Yes, I know it's not safe, but I've done it so much before that I'm capable of doing so.

I was almost there.

" Help!" I heard an oddly familiar voice screech.

As I got closer and closer to where I heard the voice come from, I found my headache slowly fading away. Luckily, enough to allow me to stand up, somewhat straight. I started limping down the hall. I realized that I was leading myself towards Mr. Banks' classroom.

Is Tatum out yet?

That girl was truly a glory to be around. She's beautiful.

Did I just admit to that?

I remembered the predicament I was in and went into a sprint. I threw open the door and basically felt steam coming out of my ears.