Oblivion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 19

One week before Harry and Carly's wedding, everyone involved in it flew to Ireland, where it was being held. Niall was over the moon excited to be visiting home. His girlfriend, that he doesn't get to see often due to his job in London, lived there. I had developed a strong friendship in Niall. It was nice to have someone to talk to, who didn't live thousands of miles away.

"Okay, so the house has 3 bedrooms, and there are eight of us. Girls in one, boys in the other, and Harry and Carly on their own," the wedding planner tells us. "Only two bathrooms, however, so try to make it through the week without killing each other."

The place, where we were staying, was nice. It had a beautiful garden in the back, with a fountain and a swing. The house was extremely old, but still gorgeous. It was a block from the church, where the wedding was being held, and a mile from the reception hall.

"I'm exhausted," Gemma yawns, walking to the room. Heather and I follow her to check it out. There was a queen bed and bunk beds.

"Dibs on queen," Heather squeals, jumping on the bed.

"Dibs on bottom," Gemma tells me.

"I guess I'll get top," I shrug, throwing my suitcase onto the bed. "I'm going to go look around." The girls nod, both deciding to take a nap. I walk past the boys bedroom, seeing they had a much bigger room with two queen beds and a bunk bed.

I kept walking, accidentally bumping into someone. "Whoops sorry," I say.

"It's alright babe," Harry says. "Do you like your room?"

"Yeah it's really nice. Top bunk," I grin, sarcastically. He laughs at my facial expression.

"I'm going out to meet with my girlfriend," Niall calls. "May not be back tonight, so don't wait up," he winks. Louis and Ed cheer from the kitchen, wear they've raided the fridge that had just been stocked with food.

"Harry and I have to test cakes right now. Try not to eat all of our food and eat a piece of fruit or something," Carly shoves a banana at Louis. "Your suit isn't going to fit on Saturday," she glares. He aggressively chomps his food in her face.

"Let's just go to a pub," Ed suggests. "Eden, do you want to come?"

"Pass. I'll stay here with Gemma and Heather."

"Suit yourself," he shrugs, grabbing his jacket and walking out, Louis following closely behind.

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That night we all decided to get to bed early, since we had a busy morning ahead of us. I wanted to give myself a pat on the back, for making it through the day without breaking down.

I climbed up the ladder into my bed, crawling under the sheets. I let the tears I was holding fall from my eyes, until I fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night, having to use the bathroom. I was in a half awake state. My foot couldn't locate the ladder, causing me to miss the step, falling down from the top bunk.

I let out a scream, before my body slammed against the floor. I heard many things crack, that probably shouldn't have. The wind was knocked out of me, so I couldn't find the words to speak or cry.

Fortunately, Gemma woke up from the sound of my scream. "Oh my God, Eden," she climbs out of bed and goes to help me. "Harry!" She screams.

I hear the stampede of people running in, Heather still sound asleep in the bed next to us.

"Gemma what is-holy shit. What happened?" Harry walks in, shirtless with sweats hanging on his hips.

"She fell from the top bunk."