The Mentally Brave

Chapter 31

Harry, Liam, Ed and I walk the hallway to Stan's office, as we do we hear a commotion up ahead. As we grow closer Harry takes a step and stands himself in front of me.
We come to a stop in front of Michael and a dark haired boy who are having a row.
"What the hell is this?" Liam shouts to be heard over their voices. They both turn to look at us.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asks. Apparently they all know who this boy is except me.
"Who the fuck are you?" The dark haired boy inquires.
"This is Harry Styles, Dr. Cowell's kid" Michael smiles. That makes the dark haired boy shut up.
"You should know better than to come back here" Ed hisses.
"You chose to leave" Michael adds.
"I demand to see Dr. Cowell" The boy says.
"Who are you?" I ask
"Calum" The boy grins. It is not friendly, but cocky. "Are you going to take me to the Doctor?" He wonders
"What do you have with the Doctor?" I question again
"Proposition love, I want Ted" He spreads his arms.
"Scar face? You must be kidding" I exclaim.
"Why is the bird hiding behind Styles?" Calum ponders. He has a knack of thinking out loud.
"I'm not hiding" I claim, just as Harry makes another step, sealing me away from Calum's watchful gaze. I raise a hand to Harry's wrist. Calum's eyes don't miss my bracelet.
"So... you have a bracelet" He points to my wrist.
"Pretty thing ha? I love my jewelry" I smirk.
"Liam take Lizzie to Stan. Now" Harry orders Liam.
"No- why? What the hell is going on?" I demand to know.
"Lizzie?" The boy turns to look at me. His eyes run down to the bracelet around my wrist once more.
"As in Lizzie- Hart?- welcome back from the dead" He tries to cover up his shock "Foster will have a field day with this piece of knowledge".
"Cuff him" Harry tells Michael.
Two things happen when Harry speaks those words. Michael throws Harry a bracelet like mine, and I freeze in place. We are all frozen- except Harry and the boy.
I watch as Harry jumps onto the boy trying to get the bracelet onto his wrist.
Fists and punches are thrown as they roll on the floor. I've seen Harry fight this way only once before- fighting scare face. I squeeze my eyes shut the only thing I still have control over, so I won't have to see the image in front of me.
When I finally feel my body unfreeze, I know Harry got the bracelet on.
"Take him away" He tells Michael as he grabs my arm, running his palms down the length of it until his fingers find my own.
Harry pulls me after him as we walk fast towards Stan's office.
"Harry" I hear Ed say from behind us.
"Not now Ed" Harry hisses. I look up at his face. He is pale. This is not like Harry.
"Are you all right?" I ask frowning up at him.
"I'm fine, keep walking"
"Harry" Ed says again.
"Ed.." He breathes out. I can feel Harry stride slower, him shuffling his feet.
"Harry" Ed calls louder. I look down to see what is keeping him from walking right.
"Blood" I whisper. I stop in my place looking back, there is a dripping path of blood drops and bloody foot prints. I take hold of Harry's arms and turn him to face me. His right side is soaked in red - he was bleeding.
"Harry" I say touching him, to find out where the blood is coming from. He is having trouble breathing.
"Harry?" I feel panic catching in my throat "Ed" I shout even though he is standing right next to me. Just then Harry's eyes roll back and he starts falling off his feet.
Ed rushes to catch him before he hits the floor, Liam moving fast to help.
"Stan" I scream.
I hear footsteps running down the hallway. Perrie and Zayn appear.
"What happen?" She asks looking from Harry to me.
"Go get Stan" I cry "He is having a hard time breathing".
Luke appears out of thin air just then "What the hell?"
"Luke- help us, we need to apply presser" Ed orders him.
"No- no- Harry- Please talk to me" I cup his cheeks in my bloody hands, trying to get a response out of him.
"Lizzie? Oh my gosh! Oh gosh what happen?" Eleanor and Louis come the corner finding us all in the hallway.
"Louis- please- tell me he'll be all right" I sob when I see him. I glance up to his face pleading for good news.
"I- I... I can't see.... I can never see Harry" He stutters
"Niall you better come here now" Zayn just gets off the phone.
"Niall can't help, Harry can't feel pain... so there is nothing Niall can do" I am crying so hard, I can barely speak.
"We know.. we need him for you" Perrie whispers.
"Liam press down over there- yeah just there" Ed orders him.
"So he didn't know he was stabbed?" Eleanor questions
"He probably didn't feel it" Perrie answers
"How can't you feel being stabbed?" Zayn asks
"It's what Harry does" Niall joins us "He blocks the pain"
"Lizzie" Harry whispers
"Liz get him talking" Ed instructs me. I can feel Niall trying to relax us. I am doing my best to let him, knowing that maybe if I calm down I could help Harry more.
"Harry, I'm right here, talk to me" I say. Tears are streaming down my cheeks.
"I love you.. you know that.. right?" He whispers.
"I know that- I love you too! Do you know that?" I smile as my tears fall. Some drop to Harry's face, so I wipe them away. He nods his head attempting to smile.
"So you need to stay with me, Harry, ok? Don't leave me" I squeeze his fingers. I feel him trying to squeeze back but he is too weak.
Stan comes a breathing mask in his hands. He kneels down beside us, putting it on Harry.
"At least we know he is not in pain" Stan notes.
"Don't say that- Harry?" I call him. His eyes are closing, which sends me into a panic
"Harry- please- you have to do something" I turn to Stan.
"His pulse.. it's barely there" Ed whispers. I can hear the sobs out of El and Perrie's mouths. I don't need to look up to know their each are comforted by their boyfriends.
It isn't fair. I just got him back. He can't leave me
"What was that?" Luke looks up at me
"I just got him back" I repeat.
"Liz" Niall tries, but I swat at his hand leaning in on Harry. If I only had my powers. If I only had them for just a second I could heal him.
"Where is it?" I ask despair taking over
"Where is what?" Ed glances at me.
"The key- for this damn thing- get it off" I try to pull my hand free from the bracelet, but there is no use. I need the key.
"Lizzie, no, we can't lose both of you" Liam exclaims
"You aren't losing anyone- get me the key" I shout.
They look at each other not sure what to do "Give it to me now" I scream.
"He wears it around his neck" Perrie finally says.
"If you want to try and heal him Liz, do it fast, before it's too late" Luke clenches his teeth as he is checking Harry's pulse.
I reach out to Harry's neck feeling for the necklace that holds the key. When I find it I unlock my bracelet, everyone silent as it falls to the ground in a clutter.
"Are you sure?" Stan questions
I don't even bother to answer him. Harry did everything in his power to try and keep me and the lot safe. If risking my own life for him is the only way to save him, well be it! I hold my hands to his wound and close my eyes. I hear Stan tell Ed that the knife punctured his lung which was why he collapsed so fast. I imagine it healing, the blood stopping, the gap on his side closing. I can feel the ache in my head start, but that just pushes me to try harder knowing if I feel pain- it must be working.
"NO pulse" I hear Luke panic.
"No- no Harry, You will live! You hear me?! You are NOT leaving me! Breathe!"


Have you ever lost someone you truly loved with all you heart? Did you ever feel that same heart that loved so much, that beats for that love of yours shatter?
It's as if the beat is too strong for it, making it burst from within, sending it crashing to the ground in a million pieces.
When that happens, the despair you have felt- changes. It changes into numbness, your brain trying to understand what went wrong. Once it understands, you suddenly struggle to breath- drawing in air is the only thing you can focus on, your lungs and brain frantic for oxygen. But your heart.. it can no longer help pump blood and air around your body, because it doesn't work any longer. It died.. It died with your love.

That is what Happened to me when I hear Ed tell Luke to let Harry go. That was what I feel When I could hear my friend's cries. They are hurting. They just lost a leader, a friend- a member of their family. That is what I feel When Niall tries pulling me away. But even though the pain in my head is excruciating, it is nothing like the pain in my heart. It threatens to blind me, but I am just not ready to give up pushing myself just a little more.
And the last thing I remember is the shining green eyes, piercing into mine, before all around me once again goes dark.